Wan Ruyi didn't say that, although Duan Junjian was in the atmosphere, he really wanted to retreat, but he was a person who wanted to save face, especially the beauty, the blood was in charge, and the fan in his hand was synthesized into a stick, and he pointed out more than ten times in one breath, which was towards Liao Yingduo's vital point.

"I'm really in charge of this matter, you want to take Miss Wan away and pass me first!"

"Humph!"

Liao Ying snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and snatched the folding fan in Duan Junjian's hand as fast as lightning, opened the folding fan with a wave, and saw a few peonies painted on one side, but saw a few peonies painted brightly, and said: "Not good!"

There are a few lines of words written on one side of the fan, and the next paragraph is signed with the words "Duan Junjian, the young master of the Tianwu Dojo", which was written by Duan Junjian himself.

even said: "The pen is weak, the cheesy is tight, and the words of my third brother Xu Wei are far from the same!"

Duan Junjian is self-admiring, conceited literary talent and martial arts, and he is very angry when he hears Liao Ying belittle his literary talent so much, but Liao Ying just broke his own tricks and snatched his own weapons casually, and he couldn't bear to do it.

Liao Ying spread the folding fan on the palm, and when she wiped it, the calligraphy and painting of the fan naturally collapsed, and then pinched it with her hand, just like ordinary people discarding useless paper, and pinched the fan into a ball.

Others didn't care much about it, but Duan Junjian knew that his folding fan bone was made of cold ice and dark iron, and he kneaded the fan bone into a ball with his hands like this, and the strength in his hand was really extraordinary, and his heart was even more terrified.

"Confused by beauty, fight with me in a word, you are innocent of death.

Give you a little punishment!"

Liao Ying threw the fan towards Duan Junjian.

This seems to be thrown casually, but it is like lightning and fire, but I am afraid that the strength inside is not less than tens of thousands of catties.

The two of them were so close that Duan Junjian couldn't dodge it, and if he was hit in the chest, he would lie down for half a year if he didn't die.

"It's over!"

Duan Junjian's face changed greatly, and he was extremely frightened in his heart, knowing that he couldn't dodge it.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a pair of iron palms were inserted horizontally, hitting the iron group, and the iron group flew out high, Duan Junjian is sword escaped a catastrophe, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, turned his head and turned over, it was Jin Feng who hit the iron group.

Although Jin Feng struck the iron group, he was known as invincible with iron palms, at this time, his palms were open and fleshy, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably, just like Parkinson's.

"Your arms haven't been broken, and your palm strength is pretty good!"

Liao Ying looked Jin Feng up and down, nodded and said, "You should be the invincible Jin Feng with the iron palm that once defeated the three heroes of the Nujiang River with one palm." ”

Jin Feng said with a wry smile: "In front of the seniors, how dare you mention the word 'invincible'. ”

"But it's not invincible, but within the scope of Aoki County, under the innate realm, your palm power can be said to be the first.

Pity...... It's a pity......" Liao Ying said two "pity" in a row, so Jin Feng couldn't help but ask: "What is a pity?"

"Empty has a skill, learn from our three brothers in Qingfeng Village to fall into the grass, and live a free life, but it is a pity to sell my body to the Duan family to be a dog!"

"You ......" Jin Feng is also a famous figure for many years, how can he not have a temper, knowing that he can't beat it, he beckoned to Liao Ying's face with both palms, and the palm was extremely fast but did not see the sharp color, but with the gentle sound of falling flowers, each palm looked extremely gentle, like a gorgeous flower falling with the wind, gorgeous to the extreme.

The Iron Palm is the strongest palm.

The iron palm of the Dacheng realm is rigid and soft, rigid and soft, this is Jinfeng's ability to press the bottom of the box.

Facing the iron palm that was like a flower, Liao Ying endlessly admired this gorgeous palm technique, and he was not in a hurry to deal with Jin Feng's palm shadow.

"Yes, I've already trained my iron palms.

Pity...... It's a pity......" Jin Feng said angrily: "What a pity are you yin and yang!"

"It's a pity that you are the dog of the Duan family, otherwise I would like to make you the fourth leader of Qingfeng Village.

Right now...... Give me death!"

Jin Feng couldn't describe the speed of Liao Ying's palm, he only felt Liao Ying's arm wave, and what came to his face was a fierce wind and knife qi! The knife wind was cold, cold to the bottom of his heart.

The sword wind is sharp, and the knife has not yet arrived.

This sword qi is clearly transformed by spiritual energy, but it is already like a real knife.

Turning qi into reality, this is the biggest difference between the masters of the Innate Realm! Jin Feng felt that his hair was blown back, and the terrible sword wind pressed his eyes so hard that he couldn't open them, and a breath of death came suddenly! "I can't imagine that I died under the masters of the Innate Realm!"

Jin Feng was already desperate.

"Dang!"

Just when Jin Feng thought that he was going to die, Duan Junjian next to him suddenly struck, and I don't know how, an extra sword suddenly appeared in his hand, just blocking Liao Ying's terrifying sword.

Jin Feng wiped a cold sweat, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart, and said: "The strength of the master of the Innate Realm is really terrifying! Such a sharp sword technique, even some people who have practiced swords for decades may not be able to develop it, but he is doing it casually! Fortunately, I still have Duan Shao, otherwise I am afraid that I will have to explain it here this time!"

As for whether his Duan Junjian could parry Liao Ying, he had no confidence at all.

Although Duan Junjian was born in a wealthy family, and all the masters of the True Dao Realm had seen it, he himself was only a half-step Innate Realm.

Jin Feng stepped on one step and was about to help, when he suddenly heard the sound of five short sword strikes of "Dangdang" in his ears, Duan Jun's sword retreated violently, blood gushed out from his arm, and the sword in his hand was split five times.

"Good sword!"

Liao Ying's wrist flicked, and the whip turned into spiritual energy suddenly wrapped around the sword body, and when he pulled it back, the sword fell into his hand, and he touched the sword body and said: "This sword can actually withstand the five blows of my spirit knife, and it is really a pearl in the hands of people like you."

I'll show you how this sword really opens!"

But seeing Liao Ying holding the sword high, a sword qi as long as a zhang suddenly stretched out from the sword body, saying that it was sword qi, but in fact, it was already a sword that was transformed by the aura, and the sword that was originally only three feet long suddenly became a sword more than a zhang long.

A sword slashed down, and suddenly the sword turned into a clear breeze, slashing towards Duan Junjian and Jin Feng.

The sword wind is bleak, rolling up a fallen leaf.

"It's over!"

"It's the end of this time!"

Duan Junjian and Jin Feng felt a burst of despair in their hearts, they had already given up the desire to resist, and they just watched the huge sword slash towards them.

"You two two goods, don't resist, wait for death to make the ball!"

A voice suddenly sounded, and along with the sound, it was a small sword that seemed to appear out of nothingness, as if it was slowly and quickly heading towards the giant sword.