After the sword cage was broken, Tiemu and Tieyun's swords made a broken sarcastic cry!
The two of them changed their faces. Looking at the people appearing beside Li Xiaohuai, they felt a lot of pressure. They tried their best not to let their hands tremble, but they saw with their own eyes the dense fine lines appeared on the sword, which gradually became dense with the sound of breaking.
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The long sword in their hands was too heavy to bear the weight and was directly shaken into pieces and dropped to the ground.
"thump--"
Tiemu and Tieyun knelt directly on the ground, their hands trembling violently.
Using momentum alone will break their strongest killer moves, especially the pair of black eyes, which are extremely deep and you can't see the bottom of it at a glance, making them unable to resist at all.
The person who appeared was Lu Chen.
What they saw was the tip of Lu Chen's iceberg, but it made them feel a huge gap.
Nie Xinxin and Wang Jia were angry. Neither of them noticed the change in the battle situation. They even lost their internal energy and could not hold the weapons in their hands. They were completely supported by physical strength.
"You dare to pull my hair!"
"Ah! You dig my nostrils!"
"Bastard, you dare to kick my ass!"
"Ah! Don't grab your chest!"
......
Nie Xinxin and Wang Jia no longer cared about any face and just wanted to defeat each other, so they rolled on the ground and wrapped around each other, either pulling their hair, pulling their clothes, and picking their noses.
Just like an ordinary woman fighting, no difference.
Ning Ying looked at this scene and showed a strange look on her face.
These two people are important figures in Fengge and Longge. I am afraid that people from the outside world will feel embarrassed when they see this scene now.
As she thought.
The places where Fengge and Longges sat were silent.
Especially the two masters of Fengge and Longge, their faces were dark.
The Lion Competition is the highest martial arts competition event in Tiannan Province, and it should present the ultimate style of martial arts to the audience.
But now Nie Xinxin and Wang Jia are fighting, how can they match the word "Fashion"?
"Ahem..."
Lu Chen coughed.
The two women didn't hear it at all. They only had each other in their eyes until the other gave in.
To the end.
Nie Xinxin pulled Wang Jia's hair, and Wang Jia dug Nie Xinxin's nostrils.
Both of them are good-looking, but now they have no image.
Wang Jia's expression was very ferocious and painful. Nie Xinxin was dug into her nostrils by Wang Jia, just like a pig brother.
The two rolled on the ground, entangled together, covered in mud, and maintained this movement and stood still.
Lu Chen walked over and took out a cell phone.
Nie Xinxin and Wang Jiacai reacted, and saw Lu Chen holding his cell phone, and asked in unison: "What are you doing?"
"Take a photo."
Lu Chen replied naturally: "The sister of the chief disciple of Fengge and the sister of the chief disciple of Longge are fighting in the street. If this photo is sold out, it should be worth a lot of money, right? Or if you ask your sister and brother for it.
Money can be bought out, too.”
Lu Chen looked smiling and took out his cell phone and pointed it at them.
"You dare!"
When they heard this, the two of them let go of their hands tacitly. They realized how embarrassed they were. They quickly stood up and tidied up their outfits.