Tong Hua's words were too explicit, Yu Miaohe was bursting with shame and anger, and Shang Hongxiu and Yan Ting were even more embarrassed and blushing.
Yan Ting's beautiful eyes were filled with tears again, while Shang Hongxiu spat in a hateful voice: "You! Dirty! Cheap!"
Seeing that Shang Hong's sleeves were missing, Zhu Fengyin quickly took over the conversation and said, "This child friend only talks about his words, and his behavior is really chilling. Miss Shang, you have a broad mind, so you don't need to be on the same level as him."
It is precisely "the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention." Shang Hongxiu heard that "the mind" is broad, and he became more and more angry when he was embarrassed and said: "Don't worry about it for now, I must say this!"
The chanting of the bamboo wind stopped for a moment, and only Tong Hua could be heard jokingly saying: "It's not easy for Chinese and American people to get angry. Judging from the posture you just made, it should be the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique of Hengshan School. Could it be that the little Taoist nun couldn't bear the loneliness and returned to secular life?"
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Shang Hongxiu's heart was shocked when she heard this. She never expected that Tong Hua could see through her martial arts skills with just one move, and she couldn't help but feel timid at that moment.
Zhufeng Yin looked at her clearly and took the opportunity to comfort her softly: "It's better for me to do it. Miss Shang, it's really not convenient for you to fight against such crazy people."
Shang Hongxiu pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Then you must be careful, I will help you capture the formation by the side."
Zhu Fengyin gave Shang Hongxiu a firm look, and then heard Tong Hua say leisurely: "It seems that the boy and the Chinese and Americans are fighting fiercely. I always like to kill his husband and take his wife. This time, since
As it happens, it seems that I have to let Mr. Di’s white-haired man give the black-haired man a gift.”
Zhu Fengyin ignored Tong Hua's taunts, and clenched his hands into fists with a solemn expression, but it looked like he was holding a sword in his hands. The center of his fist was pointed at Tong Hua's shoulder, and there seemed to be a light shining in it in a trance. His whole person
The jade tree stood tall as if facing the wind, exuding an extremely calm demeanor.
Seeing this, Tong Hua finally put away his teasing, nodded slowly and said: "Yes, the boy has learned some of Di Lao'er's pretense, but it's a pity that the fire is far from enough. Alas... It's really disappointing.
So disappointed.”
The sword eyebrows were slightly raised as the bamboo chanted in the wind, and the jade vibrating golden voice said: "Whether it is a fake show or a false show, you will know if you try it, you will offend me!"
After saying this, he stepped forward, stepped forward, and stabbed forward with his right hand toward his chest. Although it was only a gesture intended to be polite, his majestic power was fully demonstrated in it.
A slight slap flashed across Tong Hua's face, and then he raised one palm upright like a knife, his cold aura suddenly condensed, and he slashed it down in front of his chest against the wind of bamboo.
Before the two of them could exchange hands, they felt the strong wind cover the ground, the dark waves surged, and there was a shuddering sharp sound in the air, just like swords clashing.
In less than a blink of an eye, the two of them were already fighting together. The sound of the bamboo wind was calm, and his right hand was still making a sword gesture. Although his moves were simple and unpretentious, they had a calm, elegant and leisurely style to them.
Tong Hua's body swayed slightly, and the edge of his palm brushed across Zhu Fengyin's fingertips, but this time he underestimated the opponent. In an instant, he only heard a chirping sound, and one of his sleeves was cut off by the invisible sword energy on the spot.
Shang Hongxiu and others were refreshed after seeing this, and Yan Ting said even more elatedly: "Well done, Xiaozhu! Let this stinky thief know how powerful our Four Heroes Alliance is!"
Although Shang Hongxiu pursed her lips and remained silent, her expression showed a bit of complacency and a bit of shyness. She was obviously very satisfied with Zhu Fengyin's performance.
Zhu Fengyin succeeded with one move. Although he was slightly surprised, he generously held his fists and said: "Young friend, I accept it."
Unexpectedly, Tong Hua glared and said, "What concession? Did I lose? Tsk... not only do you look like a rabbit, but you actually have a hobby of cutting off people's sleeves."
Even though Zhu Fengyin had excellent self-cultivation skills, he couldn't help but feel angry now, and he snorted coldly: "Since my friend is not convinced, I just want you to accompany me!"
After saying this, he concentrated his energy again and raised his sword to attack. Tong Hua shouted "Hello" when he saw this, his palms turned into sword blades and flickered, and he rushed forward with the same speed.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had fought more than twenty moves. Although Shang Hongxiu and others were watching with rapt attention, Yu Bingru was also secretly impressed and whispered to Mu Yun: "I didn't expect that this young Zhuxiao was already so young.
Having mastered such pure invisible sword energy, Huangshan School martial arts is truly extraordinary."
Mu Yun's heart moved, and he deliberately said coldly: "I am a direct disciple of a great master of martial arts, so I naturally have many brushes under my command. But Ah Bing, don't be confused, not to mention that Brother Zhu already has a divine form.
This girl’s confidante is older than you even in terms of seniority.”
Yu Bingru listened to Mu Yun's words and became more and more speechless. She snorted coldly in embarrassment and said: "You are such a mess. You actually talk about seniority. Then you are the same generation as Zhu Shaoxia, so you are better than me."
Are you a senior?"
Mu Yun immediately choked up and said helplessly: "Of course the two of us are considered separately. By the way, Ah Bing, that crazy guy has a beauty on his left and a beauty on his right, but he didn't take one of the four beauties like you seriously.
Here, it can be seen that your attire is really not worthy of your talent, so you should take the time to change into something new."
Yu Bingru's heart skipped a beat, and she said angrily: "I'm not a real beauty, who wants you to take care of your leisure time? Huh... You are so boring, you should shut up quickly to be serious."
She seemed to be really angry. After saying this, she raised her chin, turned her face and ignored Mu Yun.
Mu Yun was confused as Zhang Er Jingang, while Yu Miaohe kept watching with cold eyes. Seeing this, he pursed his lips and chuckled, "Young man really doesn't want to pick up any of the pots. He deserves not to be favored by Miss Xiao Yu."
Mu Yun secretly felt ashamed and took the opportunity to inquire: "Senior taught me this lesson, so you dare to ask me how to win A Bing's favor?"
Yu Miaohe rolled his eyes and said, "It's fine if you want me to give you some advice, but you have to first tell me what the Innate Wuji Sword Gang is and what its origin is with the Huangshan Sect?"
Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, thinking that this was really called being trapped in a cocoon. Just when he didn't know how to answer, he suddenly felt the sound of Shen Xiong's domineering footsteps coming from behind him.
The sound of footsteps was like knocking on the apex of the heart, which made people feel heartache, and it felt as if the end was coming.
Mu Yun was horrified and hurriedly used his Yuan Gong to resist. At the same time, he stretched out his left palm and pressed it against Yu Bingru's vest, channeling his true energy to help her resist the heart-destroying demonic sound.
In his busy schedule, he looked at Yu Miaohe again, only to see that her expression also changed suddenly. When she tilted her head, she glanced clearly from the corner of her eye, and then blurted out softly: "It's you!"
Before he finished speaking, a flash of red ocher came into view, and then he heard a cold voice saying: "It's me."
Mu Yun recognized that this was the uniform of the Pingliang Kongtong Sect, and he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. The cold feeling instantly spread throughout his body, making him shiver on the spot.
When I was inexplicably shocked, I heard another female voice saying: "Be good and don't move, or I'll give you candy."
Mu Yun smiled bitterly to himself, and had no intention of delving into whether the candy was a reward. He just stared at the white jade hand looming over his shoulder, and the cuffs were also ocher red.