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Mo Ran was startled, he didn't expect him to come to this trick, he dodged in a hurry, and the sword edge stabbed across his chest.
"Master wants to compete with me, at least try on the clothes first, uncle is still waiting for me to return to him."
"First discuss, then try on clothes."
"Uncle is waiting impatiently. The tailor is still in the hall. If there is something inappropriate, it has to be corrected."
"Then quickly dismantle the move."
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In this regard, Chu Wanning and Xue Meng are very similar. They are both masters who have the heart of martial arts together, and it is extremely difficult to suppress them. As the two talked and answered, the long sword had pierced through Mo Ran's several vital points. Thanks to Mo Ran's long-term honing, he avoided the dodge in time. riddled with sores.
Suddenly, the sword body touched Mo Ran's shoulder, and Chu Wanning stopped in time, only took the sword and hit him sideways, and sneered provocatively: "Master Mo, is this the only thing you can do?"
Mo Ran was forced by this person to have no choice but to put the clothes in his hand, and said with a wry smile: "Master, you don't plan to let me go now, but you still bully me?"
Chu Wanning's eyes were like bayonets, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned: "Do you still want me to let you live forever?"
"Haha, that's right."
"Do you fight or not?"
"Okay, okay, I'll fight, can't I fight?" Mo Ran smiled, shook his head, and his fingertips blazed together, "Damn, call!"
The ghost came out in response, but Chu Wanning's hand was only an ordinary weapon, so Mo Ran didn't pour spiritual power into the ghost. He just held the willow vine, and a sword came from the front. Mo Ran swept back a few feet and swung it suddenly. Out of the cane whip, entangled Chu Wanning's sword hilt. Chu Wanning didn't take it seriously, flicked his wrist, and broke free from the shackles. His figure quickly flashed behind Mo Ran like a ghost, and the long blade swung horizontally, and pressed against Mo Ran's neck from the back.
Chu Wanning stuck behind him, slightly gloomy: "You are not paying attention, come back."
His soft and warm breath brushed against Mo Ran's ears, and Mo Ran felt a burst of hotness, his Adam's apple moved under the blade, and said with a low smile: "Master, don't rush to talk so full, and then take a closer look, have I put my heart into it?" ?¡±
As soon as the voice fell, Chu Wanning was shocked to realize that Mo Ran's willow vine had wrapped around his arm at some point, and held him firmly in place, unable to move an inch.
Chu Wanning stared at his arm for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up sharply.
"Huh? That's right, the foreword is retracted."
Mo Ran smiled and said: "How can you accept it if you want?"
"How are you doing?"
"I want Master to change clothes."
Chu WanNing snorted coldly: "the outcome will be decided."
He said, pouring his own powerful spiritual power into his right arm, and he will see the ghost to retreat, and then slammed back, distanced himself from Mo Ran, and at the same time a sword light flashed, swept the sword energy in the air, and slashed at Mo Ran go.
Mo Ran had no choice but to raise the whip again. For a while, the willow vines and the long sword rattled in the air, and the two weapons never fed the spirit. There was no spectacular momentum of the collision of the spirit current and the flames flying together, but once All the moves are at the peak, flowing clouds and flowing water, and Mo Ran is still holding the gown that he wants to change for Chu Wanning with one hand, so Chu Wanning only uses his right hand to fight with him, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them have broken through more than a hundred moves. Unexpectedly, it is difficult to distinguish the stalemate, and it is difficult to distinguish the upper and lower.
Chu Wanning's breathing was heavy, a drop of hot sweat trickled down through his dark sword eyebrows, and it was close to the eyelashes, but he competed with Mo Ran, and he couldn't be distracted at all, the sweat dripped through the eyelashes and penetrated into the eye sockets , he resisted not blinking, his eyes shone with a frightening light like the aurora of night fire.
The fighting spirit of the Beidou Immortal Venerable has been completely aroused by his apprentice. He originally loved hearty battles and competitions, but he was indifferent and cold on weekdays, just because he rarely met an opponent. And the ink burns like a fire, with a bang, it lights up his pool of strong wine, and the flame shines in the sky in an instant.
When they hit the back, the long sword made an ominous creaking sound because it could not withstand such a high-strength impact. Finally, following the close-up blow of the two in the air, it buzzed and shattered into tens of thousands of pieces between the two great masters. Some iron powder is crystal clear!
"The sword is broken." Mo Ran said helplessly, "Do you still fight?"
? Chu Wanning¡¯s eyes were filled with flames of war. He threw away the hilt of his sword, and his white clothes were slightly open, which made his figure stand taller. He said concisely and powerfully: ¡°Fight.¡±
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Before Mo Ran had time to take it back to hell, Chu Wanning was extremely sensitive, as if pulling the strings, arrows out of the crossbow, and like a cheetah in the forest, a falcon in the snow, and came straight to Mo Ran. Mo Ran hurriedly withdrew to hell, raised his hand to block, and the two competed again in a new way, fighting hard to separate.
?Close-to-body close combat is different from weapon combat. People with strong and tall stature are often more likely to take advantage, not to mention the bodies of Chu Wanning and Mo Ran.There was blood foaming from the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you lose? Even the bones will be broken by the master."
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When he said this, Chu Wanning was a little weak. He was playing well just now, and he didn't remember whether his last kick had stopped. He leaned over and pressed Mo Ran's chest ribs: "Where did you kick?"
"Here"
"Does it hurt?"
"" Pain is for sure, but I am not a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy now, what does it look like to shout pain to Master.
Chu Wanning saw that his face was not very good, so he reached out and took the stack of clothes, and exerted strength with the other hand, trying to set up Mo Ran, but unexpectedly, his strength was consumed too much, and Mo Ran was heavy and heavy Gao, he didn't pull under this pull, but the whole person fell on Mo Ran. He heard the painful groan of the people under him, and sat up quickly, without thinking about it, and went to see Mo Ran's injury.
"Does it matter?" Chu Wanning's face turned pale.
Mo Ran frowned and raised his forehead with his hand: "Get off me first."
Fortunately, I can still talk, it seems that I have not been crushed to death.
Chu Wanning hurriedly got up, but people who lost their strength often didn't get up so easily when they fell down. The legs were actually soft, and they were often not stable. They didn't stand still, and they fell back and sat back in some embarrassment.
This fall, it¡¯s not the position that fell, it was on Mo Ran¡¯s waist and crotch, Chu Wanning didn¡¯t pay attention at the beginning, but he is wearing very little at the moment, only a thin layer of silk cloth, and this position is so embarrassing, he moved , almost immediately felt that there was a huge thing, which was about to press against his body. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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