She stretched out her arm, pointed straight at the seven teenagers, faced them, and said coquettishly: "Uncles, I'm ready, you can do it!"

The group of teenagers glanced at each other, and they all saw hesitation in each other's eyes. The girl's fluttering body jumping three or four meters high just now really made them change color.

But if the seven of them were frightened by a 10-year-old girl, how would they behave after the news was spread! Jumping high does not mean that they are very capable of fighting, even if they are born with divine powers, and if one person grabs her hand, the seven masters still can't catch a child and a half years old? They don't believe in this evil.

"Hey, uncles, don't you want to do it? I'm hungry and want to eat. You don't come, I'm over, huh?" she asked, striding over.

The boys, like bold, whined and pounced on her.

Hara Kai stood stiffly in place, unable to move or speak, but his eyes were torn apart.

The teenagers were clever enough to form a circle, to flank her, and to crush her like a flood.

At that time, she had already turned the branches in her hands, and they had turned into a sword net, and no one could fool her into approaching her. One after another, the fierce sword qi blew towards her like a wind knife, only a few sneering sounds were heard, and the clothes on the teenagers' bodies were scraped out of a few cracks, and the so-called strategy of pinching was forced to collapse by the sword qi.

"The seventh type of cold wind is biting......" she laughed, turning the branches between her fingers playfully, "...... Wind up!"

"Now it's time for me to attack!"

"The first type of slanting wind and drizzle......," she said, she had already deftly stepped out of the sword, waved the branches, and stepped closer, like a snake-like figure, fluttering among the teenagers, her long hair tied high in a ponytail, flying in the wind, throwing out arcs of shadows.

She is a naughty child, teasing them, and reading in passing: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes and ears are hot, the spirit is ......"

Every time she tried to recruit with her fellow disciples, she was always too fast. The frustration was so severe that everyone didn't want to be her opponent for sword practice. Her mother asked her to recite poems, and use the rhythm of reciting poems to control the rhythm of the sword and grasp the speed.

This was already her slowest speed, so that Yuan Kai could see what the sect's martial arts were. Although the senior brother didn't say it, she knew that he didn't value martial arts, and he didn't have much enthusiasm for the martial arts of the sect, and the sect might just be a home for him to settle down.

The boys couldn't stop her elusive branches, they were slashed in the cheeks, stabbed in the chest, stabbed in the wrists, and their eyes were poked to tears, and they screamed and screamed, and they clung to the wound in pain, and they were horrified and angry, and they roared and roared.

"I haven't finished reading "Knight's Journey" yet, I really can't help but fight. She laughed coquettishly, "The uncles can't help but look and fight, it's just a group of little sheep, so fierce and useless, ashamed!"

The teenagers jumped up with a roar and threw themselves at her again, this time with a fierce and fierce momentum.

"The third style of chasing the wind and shadows......" she swept the branch out of her chest.

Her hands trembled, and the branches were pulled into dizzying sword flowers, and they were drawn towards the oncoming teenagers, and the few leaves hanging at the end of the branches were shining with brilliant green light, and the speed was getting faster and faster, faster and faster, and the clothes on the teenagers' bodies were cut into tattered strips of cloth and hung on their bodies.

The sword flower phantom did not stop.

Yuan Kai watched in a daze as her figure turned elegantly in front of her, so agile and swift that he could only see an afterimage that left an arc.

It turned out that he was really too weak.

She leaped up with a light flutter, her body as beautiful as a fairy dancing in the woods, tapping and weaving over the teenagers, and raising the branches in her hands. The phantom branches slashed at the teenagers at a treacherous speed, where they would not hurt very much, but would hurt very much.

This time, the teenagers were screaming in pain, lying on the ground and unable to get up again.

"It's less than three moves! Uncles, this is called a strong outsider? It's useless! I haven't played enough. She shook her head meaningfully, walked over to Yuan Zhen, who was standing on the side, and looked up at him.

"My mother said that to deal with a disobedient child, you have to beat his ass until it blooms. Deal with the shameless person, and hit him until he knows what the face is!" the branch turned deftly between her fingers again.

Yuan Zhen looked at her in horror.

"Do you know that my father is the trustee of your father's estate? The lawyer informed us to come, this is the home of the senior brother, when he likes to come and when he leaves, it is not your turn to issue the commander, right?"

"You are so vicious to Senior Brother, Senior Brother's mother and elder brother are watching from the sky, aren't you afraid that they will reward you with a thunderbolt?"

"Moreover, if you don't think that the elder brother is the younger brother, then the word 'eldest brother' should not come out of your mouth, it is the elder brother of the senior brother, and you call it the eldest brother, and you will defile these two words. ”

"It seems that Mrs. Yuan has never taught you, what is 'brother and friend, brother Gong'?" she said slowly, "Originally, I shouldn't have been taught by a child, but I'm afraid Mrs. Yuan is too busy, so I can only do it for you!" After speaking, her eyes were cold, and she raised the branch in her hand and pulled it towards Yuan Zhen.

Yuan Zhen is so hateful, bullying the senior brother makes her very angry, and she wants to pump his ass and blossom.

How to say that he is also the master, and the slap in the face is too ugly, so he will hit it in a place where he can't see it. Yuan Zhen is such a big person, he can't take off his pants to show his mother, come and sue her, and in the end, he can only roll up the quilt and cry his nose.

- she thought sinisterly.

A branch was pumped on Yuan Zhen's buttocks, Yuan Zhen whined, reacted, rubbed his buttocks, and ran away.

She wasn't playing a childish game of eagle catching chickens with him.

She glanced at the ground, found no small stones, lifted the branch, plucked the green leaf connected to a short young branch, stretched out her hand, and the green leaf shot out and hit Yuan Zhen. Yuan Zhen's acupoint was pointed, fixed in place, and it was a strange posture of holding his butt in one hand, moving forward with one hand, stepping forward with his left foot, and tiptoe his right foot on the ground.

She walked over with a smirk on TV.

"You bear with it, I hit it, it will hurt. She held up the branch and raised her hand and pumped.

Yuan Zhen's face was blue and red in pain, cold sweat and tears kept rising, but he couldn't open his mouth to cry out bitterly, it was hell on earth, full of grief and anger!

The group of teenagers lying on the ground forgot to scream, and their eyes slowly turned from resentment to shock, and then to worship.

A shadow hung behind her, she trembled, quickly threw away the branch, turned around slowly, did not dare to raise her head, and shouted, "Daddy!"