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- Chapter 262 Provocation
On top of the painting, a graceful figure wearing a dark black shirt stood quietly, like a statue, motionless.
The cold wind was blowing the black gauze in front of her, and her clothes were fluttering in a graceful manner.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s eyes narrowed, this woman was Ren Yingying.
With a wry smile on his face, Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, not wanting to dodge into the painting, he cupped his fists and said slowly: "Miss Ren."
His voice was gentle and thick, calm and slow, condensing in the cold wind and drifting into Ren Yingying's ears. Her graceful body moved and she slowly turned around.
A black gauze hangs low, trembling in the cold wind, and a face as white as jade is looming. The eyes on the black gauze are black and white, and their eyes are clear and cold, just like the water of the West Lake.
She looked at Xiao Yuesheng steadily, her bright eyes were clear and clear, neither sad nor happy, as if she were looking at a stranger, she glanced at him, turned around, and stayed in his graceful back.
Xiao Yuesheng touched the mustache on his lips, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said in a warm voice: "Has your father's injury improved?"
Ren Yingying remained motionless and said nothing as she drove slowly in the opposite direction.
Xiao Yuesheng sighed secretly. Seeing that she was so thinly dressed, a feeling of pity and guilt suddenly welled up in his heart. Although he was righteous, Ren Woxing was her father after all.
He took off his snow-white mink fur and shook it with his left hand. The mink fur was like a white cloud, floating in the air, falling gently and covering Ren Yingying's body.
The mink fur is just right, and it falls on Ren Yingying. It is no different from being carefully dressed, which shows the exquisiteness of his technique.
Ren Yingying only felt her body warm up. The cold wind disappeared and could not invade. There seemed to be a unique fresh smell around her, which was the smell of Xiao Yuesheng's body.
Her heart felt like falling into a cold cellar, and her heart ached. She deliberately wore a thin shirt in this cold weather, as if the physical pain could alleviate the pain in her heart. Torturing herself like this made her feel even more happy, as if she was punishing Xiao Yuesheng. .
She knew in her heart that it was Xiao Yuesheng's mink fur. Anger suddenly erupted in her heart. She shook her body and the mink fur fell into the lake.
She didn¡¯t look back, standing in the cold wind, her graceful back showing loneliness and desolation.
Xiao Yuesheng's heart felt sour when he saw it. He sighed and said in a loud voice: "Miss Ren, how about we come over and talk about it?"
Ren Yingying remained silent, letting the painting float gently, gradually drifting away.
"Master, who is it?" Jiang Nanyun came out from behind the curtain, wearing a thin moon-white shirt, with picturesque eyebrows and smiling eyes.
She stood on the bow of the boat and looked around. When she saw Ren Yingying's lonely figure, she couldn't help but was startled and asked hurriedly: "Is it Sister Ren?"
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, nodded and said, "Let's go!"
After saying that, he turned around and went back to Huafang. Now that the matter has come to this, there is no use in talking any more, so he can only sigh secretly.
Jiang Nanyun glanced at the mink fur floating on the lake, looked at Xiao Yuesheng's back, then looked up at Ren Yingying on the painting, shook his head and sighed.
"Yingying, I want to see if this brat has three heads and six arms!" A hoarse voice sounded, and the door curtain was raised, revealing a delicate but pale face, but let Woxing emerge from the top of his face, Stand on the bow.
He has been staying in the painting, doing exercises to heal his injuries. Although he heard Xiao Yuesheng's voice, he couldn't stop the exercises for a while.
Ren Yingying didn¡¯t tell Xiao Yuesheng that he would not save Xiao Yuesheng, but Xiang Wentian was the right envoy of the Sun and Moon God Sect. He had seen countless people and had a vicious eye. He saw through it at a glance and told me to listen.
No matter what the temper of the leader of Woxing is, I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me. I hate Xiao Yuesheng very deeply.
"Daddy!" Ren Yingying frowned and looked at Ren Woxing coldly.
Ren Woxing actually hurt the two heroes of the Huashan sect for no reason, which made her feel quite unhappy. If they were ordinary people, they would be hurt, but these two people, especially Lin Pingzhi, had a close relationship with Xiao Yuesheng. Deeply, she loves the house and the bird, so she is a little unhappy.
But he was his father after all, so he couldn't directly accuse him. He could only feel wronged and went to accomplice him. Unexpectedly, he caused a lot of trouble.
"Yingying, what's the limit for this brat? Just let me slap him to death!" Ren Woxing shouted in a deep voice, turning his head to look this way.
Xiao Yuesheng had just stepped into the fat with one foot, and when he heard the voice of Ren Woxing, he stopped, turned around, and walked back slowly.
"You want me to do it?!" Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi pulled out the curtain and stood behind Xiao Yuesheng, looking at Ren Woxing in the distance with bright eyes.
Linghu Chong pursed his lips tightly, his face tensed, and he held the hilt of the sword with his right hand. His veins stood out, but his face was calm and he looked lightly.I'll do whatever I want.
Lin Pingzhi's face was solemn, neither sad nor happy, his feet were uneven, his hands were lowered, and his whole body was relaxed. Only a pair of handsome eyes shone brightly, like lightning under the rock, which was extremely frightening.
Raising and moving his body, living in his temperament, his temperament, influenced by the swordsmanship he learned, is as deterrent as lightning.
Behind her, the girls also came out and saw Ren Yingying.
"Sister Jiang, what's going on?" Su Qingqing asked, her bright eyes shining brightly.
Seeing them all coming out, Jiang Nanyun couldn't help but feel a little worried. He glanced at the master and saw that his expression was calm and certain in his heart. He shook his head and said with a smile: "It's nothing, just an acquaintance."
"Commander Xiao, let's catch up!" Lin Pingzhi suddenly spoke. He was always taciturn, but when he spoke now, his voice was sonorous and unmistakable.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around and swept away everyone, shaking his head: "So what if I catch up?"
"" Lin Pingzhi remained silent, the expression on his face changed, flickering bright and dark, and he was silent. After a moment, he took a long breath: "A gentleman takes revenge, it is not too late in ten years, forget it!"
He just stopped thinking, Linghu Chong smiled slightly: "Mr. Xiao, I still want to compete with Ren Woxing!"
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s heavy brows moved and he looked at him.
Linghu Chong smiled lazily and said with determination: "This time, I don't have the inner strength, let's see if he can still use the Star Absorbing **!"
" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled. The star-absorbing ** is not only about absorbing people's inner energy, it is subtle and mysterious, far beyond what people imagine. Otherwise, it would be difficult to become the leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect no matter what I do.
Although he thought so, he did not stop him. He was not a heavenly being and could not protect everyone. Besides, others would not be reasonable and could only be disgusted.
He did not speak, but Jiang Nanyun said: "Master Linghu, you have no internal strength, and you are no match for me!"
"Let's give it a try!" Linghu Chong smiled firmly, free and easy, with a unique charm.
Jiang Nanyun glanced at the master and saw that he didn't stop him, so he said no more.
They hadn¡¯t moved yet, but Hua Fei was driving over slowly. A gust of cold wind blew by, and Linghu Chong couldn¡¯t help but tighten his clothes.
He had just come out from under his clothes. He didn't wear much, and he had no inner strength to protect his body. He felt the cold wind like a knife, cutting his face constantly, and got under his clothes. His whole body was so cold that he couldn't help but shiver.
Suddenly a hand was placed on his back, but when Lin Pingzhi saw something strange about his senior brother, he realized that all his internal strength was exhausted and he regained a surge of internal strength.
The warm internal energy slowly entered the body and circulated in his body's meridians for a week. The body immediately warmed up and the cold was repelled.
After running for a week, Lin Pingzhi took away his palm.
Linghu Chong felt that once the internal energy stopped circulating in his body, it never decreased or disappeared, as if it had turned into a small snake, constantly shuttling back and forth.
He was surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that Junior Brother Lin's internal energy was so exquisite. Even when his palm was removed, it still didn't dissipate.
Hua Fei approached. On the bow of the boat, Ren Woxing was dressed in a green shirt. His face was pale, his eyes were like falcons, and his gaze was like lightning. He glanced around and saw Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi.
Xiang Wentian, dressed in white, stood beside him, looking at Xiao Yuesheng and the others indifferently, then turned to glance at Hua Fei, showing a gentle smile.
Ren Woxing looked at everyone and showed a sarcastic smile: "Hey, boy named Xiao, I didn't expect that you would get involved with these two boys from Huashan Sect!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly and ignored it, but Linghu Chong couldn't bear to hear this and smiled happily: "Let me do it, you are alone, you want to mess with us, but you won't accompany us!"
"What a sharp-tongued boy, haven't you suffered enough from the last time?!" Ren Woxing laughed, looking very proud.
Linghu Chong's face darkened and he sneered: "Isn't it just a body of internal strength? Take it as you want. Without internal strength, what can you do to me?!"
"Oh, you boy has such a tough mouth!" Ren Woxing had a sarcastic smile on his face, his body swayed, he floated up, and flew over like an eagle snatching a rabbit.
Xiao Yuesheng and the others did not make a move, and let him fall safely in front of them. The white shadow flashed, and Xiang Wentian fell behind Ren Woxing. His expression was calm and he stood quietly with his hands folded, like a statue.
"Come on, come on, I want to see how much of your ability is left!" Ren Woxing raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes were blazing, he snorted, reached forward with his palm, and struck Linghu Chong directly on the chest.
"Clang¡ª¡ª!" There was a clear chant, a flash of lightning, and the long sword thrust straight, not very fast.
Ren Woxing's right palm seemed to hit the tip of the sword deliberately. His expression changed, he twisted his waist and exerted force, stepped forward diagonally and hit his shoulder.
Linghu Chong smiled lazily, flipped his wrist, and the tip of his sword trembledHe moved, and a sword flower appeared in front of his palm, forcing him to withdraw his palm.
The two sword wielders move slowly, lazily and seemingly carelessly, but they often strike last and come first. Although Ren Woxing's palm skills are good, his hands are tied and it is difficult to take a step forward.
"It's really a good swordsmanship!" Ren Woxing snorted and lost his temper, insisting on using palm skills to fight Linghu Chong.
With a light and fluttering palm, he made a zigzag shape, like a bolt of lightning, flashed past and came to the back left side. His palm was light and he suddenly accelerated.
Linghu Chong saw that his movements were so fast, he was calm and unhurried, his body did not turn, he raised his left arm and thrust out the long sword from his armpit.
Ren Woxing's lightning-like palm seemed to hit the tip of his sword. Although he had strong internal strength, the force of flesh and blood could not compare with that of a long sword. In desperation, he could only withdraw his move and change his stance.
He turned around again and suddenly came to Linghu Chong's right back. He moved his palm faster and hit the big point on his vest.
Linghu Chong was about to turn around, but he was too late. He took a step forward, twisted his waist and turned back, thrust out the long sword, like a drunken imperial concubine.
This sword was extremely fast due to the force of twisting the waist. Ren Woxing hurriedly withdrew his palm, took a step back, and then rushed forward again.
This time, his palm technique changed again, it was erratic, real and unreal, it was dazzling, his steps were weird, and before he knew it, he had a palm in front of his face.
The girls nearby looked worried and shouted softly, fearing that Linghu Chong would not be able to avoid him.
Linghu Chong fell down and raised his sword. Ren Woxing slapped the tip of his sword with one palm. He stretched out his other hand and pressed it on the ground to prevent himself from falling.
Ren Woxing sneered and struck out with another palm. As soon as he landed on the ground, his left hand was supporting him and his right hand had no time to exert force, and he struck out with a sudden palm.
"Dang" made a crisp sound, and Ren Woxing's palm hit the sword, like the sound of gold and iron.
Linghu Chong relies entirely on his exquisite swordsmanship, and when it comes to internal strength, it has been abolished. Ren Woxing's palm is full of internal strength. When he struck it, there was a crisp sound and the long sword broke into two pieces.
Ren Woxing sneered, and when he was about to pursue him again, he slapped Linghu Chong who was lying on the ground, but his expression suddenly changed and he quickly retreated.
¡°Cult Leader?!¡± Xiang Wentian took a step forward and asked in a low voice.
Ren Woxing's expression remained unchanged, he just took a deep look at Linghu Chong, then looked at Lin Pingzhi, "Hey" he sneered, and nodded slowly: "Okay, okay!"
He had already discovered that Linghu Chong had a strange internal force, which was the same internal force that caused his own star-absorbing body to become disordered.
This internal force was contained in Lin Pingzhi. He saw Linghu Chong was cold just now, so he gave some of it to him, but it was condensed but not dissipated. Now it worked, and he retreated in shock.
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Lin Pingzhi took a step forward and stood in front of Linghu Chong, pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword, with a calm expression and bright eyes, staring at Ren Woxing without any fear.
Ren Woxing stared at Lin Pingzhi with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through the handsome and extraordinary young man in front of him, with a sharp expression.
Lin Pingzhi was like water from an ancient well, without any ripples. His eyes were calm and he looked at him calmly.
"Okay, okay! Boy, your surname is Lin, right?" Ren Woxing looked away, nodded, praised a few words, and asked in a deep voice.
"Not bad." Lin Pingzhi nodded slightly.
Linghu Chong stood up, glanced at the long sword broken in two on the deck, shook his head, and sighed in his heart, Ren Woxing was indeed the master of the Demon Cult, with extremely profound skills.
Although the Huashan Sect does not have the sect rule of "the sword is with the person, the sword dies and the person dies with the sword", this sword was given to him by his master when he started. It seemed to be integrated into flesh and blood, like an arm using fingers. For him, even if others offered a sword in exchange for it, he would not change it.
Ren Woxing stared at Lin Pingzhi, waved his hand, and snorted impatiently: "You are no match for me, just stand down!"
After saying that, he glanced past Lin Pingzhi and Linghu Chong, landed on Xiao Yuesheng, and grinned: "Xiao, don't hide your head and show your tail, come here and have a good fight!"
Xiao Yuesheng touched the mustache on his lips, shook his head and smiled: "Master Ren, I will not fight with you!"
¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?!¡± Ren Woxing frowned, his majesty stood out, and an overwhelming aura spread. All the girls in Jiangnan Yun felt that the air had become heavy.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, said nothing, and looked calmly. Yue Lingshan was very dissatisfied. Xiao Yuesheng didn't even see an enemy-like expression at all.
Ren Woxing sneered: "If you don't fight, I will!"
As he spoke, he rushed straight towards Xiao Yuesheng, angrilyIt's fierce, like a tiger coming down the mountain, fierce and fierce.
Xiao Yuesheng stood at the end of the crowd, with the women blocking him in front of him. I suddenly turned my foot and made a big arc, bypassing the women, and walked around to behind Xiao Yuesheng. I reached out and struck with my palm.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned and his face darkened. He was angry in his heart, but he didn't take action. There was a graceful figure in front of him blocking him.
Jiangnan Yun stood tall, standing in front of Xiao Yuesheng, clasping his fists and saying to Ren Woxing: "Master has something to do, and the disciple will do his duty, and Ren will be the leader. If the master doesn't want to do anything, why bother forcing me?!"
"Little girl, go ahead while I talk to your master!" Ren Woxing waved his hand unceremoniously and shouted coldly, his brows furrowed and his face full of impatience.
The girls immediately turned to each other angrily, glaring fiercely at Ren Woxing.
Jiang Nanyun has an extremely beautiful appearance, various styles, and ever-changing temperament. She is clever in skills and exquisite in heart. She is very popular among the women. When she saw Ren Woxing being so rude to Jiang Nanyun, she was very angry and glared at her.
Jiangnan Yunyu's face was still smiling, blooming like a delicate flower, exuding a moving fragrance. She smiled and shook her head: "You are a senior, but you must respect yourself!"
"So what if you don't respect yourself?!" Ren Woxing looked irritated and waved his hand: "Go away, sir, don't interrupt!"
Jiang Nanyun finally got a little angry, turned around and said to Xiao Yuesheng: "Master, I'm going to take action!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "Don't go too far!"
"I know!" Jiang Nanyun was annoyed, turned around again, and hummed towards Ren Woxing: "Earlier, I respected you as a senior, a kind person with good words, but you didn't know what is good and what is bad Well, if you want to follow me Master takes action and passes me first!"
After saying that, his jade face sank, his eyebrows stood up, as if he was furious.
"You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife, leader, let me try this little girl!" Xiang Wentian, dressed in white, floated to Ren Woxing's side, cupping his fists and saying.
"Brother Xiang, you have to be careful!" Ren Woxing glanced at Jiang Nanyun and slowly told Xiang Wentian, his face serious.
Although he speaks arrogantly and rudely, he is by no means a shallow person. He has a vicious eye and can tell Jiang Nanyun's extraordinaryness at a glance.
But even if this is extraordinary, so what, how can I take it in my eyes! ?
"Don't worry, leader!" Xiang Wentian nodded slowly, with a serious look on his face.
Ren Woxing nodded, took a step back, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was determined to give Xiao Yuesheng a bad look today.
Xiang Wentian is dressed in white clothes, fluttering and a bit aloof, but there is a bold and rough temperament between his brows and eyes.
Jiang Nanyun looked at Xiang Wentian carefully, shook his head, knowing that this person was not his opponent, and said gently: "This senior, does he know how to compete with swords or boxing?"
"Haha, my swordsmanship is average, why don't we just test our fist and kick skills?" Xiang Wentian smiled up at the sky and said boldly.
"Little girl, I'm here to accompany you!" Jiangnan Yunzhen nodded lightly, said "You are blasphemous", and punched out lightly.
Xiang Wentian smiled heartily, stepped forward to meet him, and also punched out, wanting to have a head-on confrontation with Jiang Nan Yunlai to find out the details.
Jiang Nanyun did not dodge. He pursed his lips and smiled, turning his fists into palms. He became more and more erratic, as if he was stretching, as if he had no strength at all.
Xiang Wentian did not dare to be careless. He vaguely felt that this beautiful woman was profound in skills and was definitely not inferior to him.
He had a smile on his face and seemed cheerful, but he had a ruthless temper and never showed mercy in his attacks. The punches came out faster and faster, making a hissing sound, almost as powerful as a punch that could cut off a mountain.
Jiang Nanyun frowned slightly, she didn't expect Xiang Wentian to be like this, seeming to devote all his strength to one punch, as if he was his enemy.
She glanced at Ren Woxing with bright eyes, and glanced at Ren Woxing. He was sneering. Then she glanced at Xiao Yuesheng. The master was stroking his mustache, his eyes calm and indifferent.
She changed her mind, bit her red lips, and her palms changed quietly. They were originally white and smooth, and slowly became warm and crystal clear, as if they had turned into white jade.
This palm is her special skill, the Jade-breaking Palm.
The Broken Jade Palm seems to be light and fluttery, without a trace of internal strength. It seems to be the most yin and soft palm technique, but in fact it is completely opposite.
The breaking jade palm is as strong as it is yang, and can break any solid. The internal force contained in the palm is like forming several layers of solid jade, which is extremely tough. The internal force of the opponent's attack is often released and returned.
Therefore, the deeper the opponent's inner strength is used, the greater the counterattack force, and the more severe the suffering. This is why Jiangnan Yun saw Xiang Wentian being so ruthless, and became ruthless in his heart, regardless of the fact that he was Ren Yingying's elder.
Now, Jiang Nanyun¡¯s Jade-breaking Palm Technique has been cultivated to the third level, and everything on the palm can beThe internal force has formed six paths. It can be formed in one palm, which can be hard or soft, yin or yang, cold or hot. Each has its own changes and is extremely mysterious.
The first layer of Broken Jade Palm can form two internal forces, one yin and one yang, which can completely dissolve the opponent's internal force. On the second layer, it can rebound the internal force, just like the Murong family's way of giving back to the other party.
This set of palm techniques was inspired by Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s mental techniques from the Murong family, and he innovated them to make them more mysterious and powerful.
Xiang Wentian's fist was like a shooting star, whizzing towards Jiangnan Yun. He had a calm expression on his face, as if he thought his life was child's play and didn't care at all.
There was a sneer at the corner of Jiang Nanyun's delicate mouth, and his right palm was white and crystal clear, as if it were completely carved from a single piece of white jade. It was exquisite and touching.
"Broken Jade Palm!" Song Mengjun shouted softly.
Song Mengjun knew this palm technique very well and was envious of it. Such a unique skill was only Jiang Nanyun's introductory mental technique. It was really impressive. Xiao's martial arts were too mysterious. Jiangnan Yun's blessings were not shallow. .
¡°It¡¯s the Broken Jade Palm!¡± Su Qingqing shook her head and sighed, casting a sympathetic glance towards Wentian.
Yue Lingshan was curious and asked in a low voice: "Sister Su, what kind of jade palm is she using?"
Su Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her head. The two of them didn't know why, but they seemed to be natural enemies. They were both very good people, but they couldn't get along.
Since the two of them are together, they will naturally not compete in martial arts. Su Qingqing whispered: "Sister Jiang uses the Broken Jade Palm!"
"Is the Broken Jade Palm very powerful?" Yue Lingshan asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Well, the power is huge and extraordinary." Su Qingqing nodded gently and tried to speak as calmly as possible to avoid making Yue Lingshan angry again.
"Hmm" Yue Lingshan nodded and opened her eyes wide, wanting to take a closer look.
"Bang!" The two palms met, one big and one small, one black and one white, as if two wooden barrels hit each other, making a muffled sound.
Jiangnan Yun's clothes fluttered, moving without wind, as if a gust of wind blew out between the two people, but it was caused by the internal strength of the two.
She took a step back lightly, her body was in the air, her lotus feet were twirling, her movements were gentle and graceful, like dancing.
Xiang Wentian stepped on the deck with his feet, not leaving the ground, but his body slid out smoothly, as if sliding on the snow, leaving two skid marks, as straight as parallel lines.
His face was red, his clothes were fluttering, and he slid straight to the side of the boat. With a "bang", several railings were broken, and he fell into it.
"Pa", he slapped the side with his palm, and then pulled out, his face turned red, as if he was drunk, and his body kept shaking.
"Brother Xiang!" Ren Woxing frowned and seemed to be hesitant. He took a step forward and came to Xiang Wentian, and put his palm on it.
Ren Woxing's internal energy entered his body, and it was extremely domineering, suppressing all the boiling internal energy, making him unable to raise his head, and making him submissive.
Xiang Wentian took a long breath, looked at Jiang Nanyun, and exclaimed: "Miss Jiang, you have such deep inner strength, I admire you!"
If Jiang Nanyun was of the same age as him and had such deep inner strength, he would not be so surprised and admired. But Jiang Nanyun is so young and has such deep inner strength, which is a bit shocking. Even if he is as arrogant and arrogant as him, Can't help but admire.
"Senior, I accept my concession!" Jiangnan Yun smiled sweetly, as if nothing had happened.
Ren Woxing put down his hand, looked at Jiang Nanyun, and snorted coldly: "You are indeed Xiao Yihan's disciple!"
"The little girl only has the fur of the master." Jiangnan Yun smiled softly, her bright eyes moved, and she glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, who was charming and enchanting.
"I would like to see how powerful Xiao Yihan's little fur is!" Ren Woxing snorted, and suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Nanyun. He punched out like Xiang Wentian just now The punch is exactly the same.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, then swayed and floated away like flying catkins: "Senior Ren, you are fighting without declaring it, which is unbecoming of a senior!"
"I do whatever I want, I don't know what grace is!" Ren Woxing snorted coldly, put some force on his feet, and chased Jiang Nanyun again, and still punched him directly in the heart.
Jiangnan Yun lightly took out his palm, which was like white jade. Yue Lingshan recognized that it was the Broken Jade Palm that he had just used. It seemed that this Broken Jade Palm was really powerful.
The fists and palms of the two people met, but it didn't make a loud sound as people thought, but a soft "pop" sound, which was extremely slight and could not be detected.
The fists and palms of the two people seemed to be stuck together, frozen in the air, motionless.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, knowing in his heart that the two of them were really fighting with each other.
"Not good""" Linghu Chong's expression suddenly changed as he thought of attracting stars.
"Junior Brother Lin, lend me your sword!" He turned around and shouted softly. Taking advantage of Lin Pingzhi's stunned moment, he drew out the long sword from his waist. With a "chi" sound, the body and sword merged into one, floated into the arena, and stabbed The place where the palms and fists of the two people meet.
This sword was as fast as lightning, without any warning, making everyone else unable to react in time.
Jiang Nanyun smiled softly, one hand still glued to Ren Woxing's fist. He waved his other hand and flicked his sleeves. It seemed gentle and slow, but it happened to be wrapped around his long sword and shook slightly.
Linghu Chong felt a huge surge of power coming from the sword body and straight into his body. It was powerful yet gentle.
Under the surge of internal energy, he could not help but slide smoothly and retreated more than two feet.
Yue Lingshan hurried over with a frightened look on her face and hugged Linghu Chong's arm to prevent him from being stupid.
She knew very well the depth of Jiang Nanyun's internal strength. Using the internal strength of her senior brother to rashly solve the situation where the two were competing for internal strength was tantamount to seeking death. - 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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