In an instant, the two of them changed hands with their long swords. Li Ruolin held the sword in his left hand and his right hand came out, flying up and down three palms in a row, sealing the place where Zhuhua flashed.

Zhuohua hurriedly retreated and dodged two palms, but the third palm was unavoidable, so he had to bite the bullet and fight with the long sword. At this time, he was even having difficulty breathing, and he held the sword in his left hand, and his hand had already lost strength.

When the bamboo sword touched her palm, Zhuohua felt a powerful force coming. The bamboo sword in his hand was bent, and he had no strength to stop. He heard a "click" sound, and the bamboo sword that had accompanied him for three or five years broke.

When Li Ruolin saw that his bamboo sword had been broken, he stopped and his mouth was slightly raised and secretly happy.

He looked down, but saw that the other party was sitting down by the stream leaning against a tree, and he thought it had damaged his bamboo sword, and he was unhappy.

She was also a little guilty in her heart. She stood in front of Zhuohua and hugged her chest with her hands, and kept saying, "Oh, it's just that this wooden sword has been broken. Who told you to rush forward without retracting your strength? At worst, you can go back to the town tomorrow and buy you one. Anyway, there is no place to spend money in these days."

Seeing that he was still closing his eyes and his face flushed and gasping, Li Ruolin also noticed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong with you? Could it be that I was smashed by my palm? I have reminded you to be careful."

Zhuohua took a few more breaths, and then he barely spit out a few words from the gap between his teeth: "It was an old disease in my body, and after a few battles, it became even heavier."

After hearing this, Li Ruolin bit his lower lip and frowned slightly: "I don't care if you have an old disease. Since you can't beat me, I won't be able to return this jade pendant to you."

Although Zhuohua was quite reluctant to leave, she was really fighting with her now. Besides, she would not be separated from her for a short time. She just kept it in her hands for a while, so she had to say helplessly: "Okay, my internal strength is not as good as you. This jade pendant will be yours for the time being. But my internal injury must be soaked in the stream for a while to relieve it."

Li Ruolin still confused his eyebrows and said, "Soak this stream? Wouldn't I want to drink your bath water?"

Zhuohua thought to himself that I have washed this stream for a few thousand times. If it was really a bath water you had drunk, you still said in your mouth: "This stream water flows day and night, and is always very clear, so how could it be a bath water?" As he said, his cheeks became redder and obviously he had endured to the limit.

Seeing this, Li Ruolin still refused, but turned around and returned to the bonfire.

When she gradually walked farther away, her figure had disappeared in the forest. Zhuohua couldn't wait to take off her clothes and throw them at the open space by the stream. She jumped down towards the stream and fell into the stream.

He also recalled his defeat just now. He had fought with Zhuhu in the Five Poison Sect. If these few of them were exquisite and quick, they might not even be as superficial as the old man, but as long as they competed with their internal strength, they would be unable to resist it in an instant.

If the internal force engraved on the jade just now is used to fight the enemy, I will probably not be as embarrassed as I am. However, at that time, it would be a forced lucky move to the fingertips, and the fire poison attack became even worse. However, if you want to use it during a fight, you may have to spend half of your life.

After soaking in the stream for half an hour, Zhuohua slowly walked towards the stream. The burning heat in his body had subsided for half. Unconsciously, he had a hint of coldness. He tied his hair like usual, and thought that the bonfire should not be extinguished. He walked quickly to the forest.

After walking for three or two steps, looking at the pile of fireworks from afar, Li Ruolin looked at it with his hands and knees in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. Seeing Zhuohua coming over, he raised his head and looked up and down and said, "How about you, are you better?" He was a little guilty and a little lonely and happy to return after returning.

Zhuohua saw that she was still caring about her, but she was secretly happy, but she didn't realize that her mood had changed. She said, "It's already great. This old disease in my body will occur every few days, but it was triggered again when I took action, so I was a little more urgent."

Li Ruolin then breathed a sigh of relief, but he still hummed softly: "Who told you to dismantle every move and every move without leaking, but he pretended to be at ease. I felt anxious and naturally used this Luoying Palm. Besides, I reminded you before taking action, that I can't blame me."

"Luoying Palm?" Zhuohua sat down with the flow, reached out and added a few firewood to the bonfire. Because of the dry bamboo, he threw it into the fire and made a burst of "crackling" sounds. He continued, "Although he had never seen this palm technique, it was amazing." After that, he looked at the broken bamboo sword.

"That's natural. The essence of this Luoying Palm is that no matter how many palms I slap, the palms in front are all empty moves. Only the last palm is the real palm. The more the virtual palms are slap, the greater the power of the final real palm. When I practice internal energy to the third level, I can only slap one palm."

"Then why can we just come out three palms in a row?" Zhuohua asked with the flow.

Li Ruolin's tone changed again, his eyes rolled, and he said, "Isn't it all my father who sees my skills still weak, and he is worried that I will be controlled by others when I encounter an enemy, so I specially passed on some skills to me before leaving. Three palms like this can be slapped three times, and this is already once." Zhuohua then asked, "Since this palm technique is so powerful, why didn't you see you use it when you fought with the Five Poison Sects before?"

"What do you know!" Li Ruolin raised his head and quibbled: "I had fought with those people before. I thought Uncle Cai would arrive a few days later. If I knew that I had hurt the disciples in their sect, I would go back to the palace to tell my father that it would be bad, so I was afraid and unwilling to take action. But who knew that these evil men were poisonous insects and poison powder. I fainted after smelling it. The methods of the ragged Five Poisons Sect were too vicious, and I would not be able to see them as much as possible."

Zhuohua didn't expose her and said, "Then your emperor's father is too stingy. He only slapped your skills with nine palms. Why not tell you that you have more than ten or twenty years of skills? Will you be able to get the skills of those disciples of the Five Poison Sect?"

"I think you really don't understand anything. The state of ordinary people has not reached and the meridians in their bodies have not been widened. If you spread the skills rashly, it is probably no different from killing people. The skills you mentioned are still coming from Daddy's efforts to lose their skills."

"Then your father must be a master, too?" Li Zhuohua asked.

"That's natural. My father is the number one expert in Yu Country." Li Ruolin said that when he was excited, he showed off like a child.

"I didn't expect that I could have such profound martial arts as I am in the throne. I am just a second-rate master like you."

Li Ruolin widened his eyes and said in surprise: "Second-rate? Why, although I don't know which sect or sect your sword moves are from, they are definitely not something that any ordinary second-rate master in the world can use. Besides, since your sword technique is passed down by him, he must be more proficient in sword techniques. As for why you say this, I don't know."

Zhuohua thought to himself, what kind of sword moves are from the sects just now? They clearly used a random move when they saw the moves, but what she said was quite reasonable. It is a blessing that it is a big deal to be able to barely compete with the old man on weekdays. The moves he has encountered in the past few days are like adults and children. The princess of the Yuguo in front of me have no reason to lie to me. Could it be that the old man has deliberately concealed them since he was young?
Chapter completed!