Shi Niang's face was a little ruddy.

If Qin Buji was there, he would be able to see that this kind of ruddy was unhealthy.

Shi Niang looked at the tyrant quietly and did not continue to attack.

She just stood there, and then pulled out a delicate little box from her pocket.

Then, a slender lady's cigarette was taken out of it.

Yes, ladies cigarettes!

She took the cigarette in her mouth, pulled out another lighter, and lit it.

Blue smoke slowly rises.

She closed her eyes and felt the spicy smoke pass through her lungs, and she looked like she was enjoying it.

Not many people know that Shi Niang used to smoke.

Not only smoked, but also an old smoking gun with a great addiction to smoking.

However, after following Fu Jingyu, this bad habit was quit.

It was the first cigarette she had lit in so many years.

With this puff of smoke, Shi Niang felt that a familiar feeling in her body had returned.

That's the feeling she had when she was still killing the emperor.

Very good!

She took another hard breath, inhaling a large amount of warm and familiar smoke into it, and swallowed it.

The strong smell of smoke just suppressed the fishy sweetness in the throat and the blood that was about to flow out.

And her face also returned to its normal blood color.

Even Shi Niang has to admit that this guy of the tyrant is really awesome.

It's so powerful that it can't be said, the force of the backlash just now, even her internal organs were shaken, and her whole body was in pain.

Hurt!

It's not serious, but it's an injury!!

Sure enough, after the other party performed this so-called horizontal training blast, his combat power was more than a step stronger, and he really threatened Shi Niang.

However, Shi Niang can't let the tyrant see it, otherwise it will increase the tyrant's self-confidence in the duel!

A person's desire to win and the desire to survive can also affect the outcome of the battle.

Some people who are not as strong as their opponents end up killing the enemy and turning the tables because the idea of survival is too strong.

There are so many such examples.

After all, there are no surefire battles in this world, and there are no invincible opponents.

Shi Niang took another puff of cigarette, and her body felt comfortable.

"If we change positions, I will definitely not be as happy as you, because defeating you is not a thing to be happy about, just like defeating others, this is a matter of course, in my eyes, you are not qualified to compare with me!" Shi Niang said lightly.

Although the tone is flat, the lethality of these words is extremely great.

She unabashedly told the tyrant that he was not taken seriously by the teacher.

Perhaps in the eyes of Shi Niang, the earl is just a dispensable soldier.

This is contempt!

The contempt of the red fruit!

How can the tyrant, now bursting with self-confidence, endure this contempt?

So he was angry, completely angered by Shi Niang's words!

"Since that's the case, then you can come and defeat me!" After speaking, he didn't wait for Shi Niang to come over and defeat him, but took the initiative to rush towards Shi Niang.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that he still couldn't beat the other party after he played the hole card of horizontal practice and blasting bones.

The other party, no matter how powerful it is, so what? She's just a woman after all!

I have to say that deep in the heart of the tyrant, there is machismo, and he looks down on women from the bottom of his heart.

No matter how strong a woman is, she can be defeated!

The tyrant moved, but the master didn't move.

Like an addict, she took another voracious puff of her cigarette.

Just at this moment, the tyrant had come to her.

Let the gas that was still carrying temperature flow in her chest, and then, Shi Niang's fingers flicked.

The burning cigarette butt turned into a fiery red light and went straight to the tyrant's door.

In the face of this cigarette butt, the tyrant's eyes only narrowed slightly, still without dodging, and let the cigarette butt hit his face.

Then, he punched Shi Niang directly.

Shi Niang also punched out.

The two collided and made a sound like gold and iron.

Rumble!

Shi Niang was knocked down from the table where she was standing, and the tyrant took several steps back in a row.

Shi Niang picked it up with her foot, and the oversized wooden table she was standing on just now, which was thousands of pounds, actually flew high and smashed down towards the tyrant's body.

Seeing this, the tyrant hugged the wooden table, and when he wanted to throw the wooden table out, the master suddenly jumped up, leaned over, and kept kicking the board of the wooden table with both feet!

Bang bang bang......

As Shi Niang kept kicking, the power brought directly made the tyrant retreat to the edge of the wall of the living room!

After Shi Niang's body hit the ground, she quickly jumped up again.

Her body spun rapidly, one hundred and eighty degrees, three hundred and sixty degrees......

Eventually, she slammed her foot on the table.

Click!

The heavy wooden table board could not withstand such a huge force, and was kicked by her kick, and an irregular circular cavity appeared.

The planks flew and slammed into the wall with the tyrant's massive body.

Rumble!

The wall collapsed like tofu, and the tyrant's body tumbled and fell out of the wall.

Then, Shi Niang's body fell to the ground, and the strong wind outside blew a strand of hair in front of her forehead, like a female god of war!

……

The priest rarely used the saber in his hand.

Because he has absolute self-confidence, with the whirlpool in his hand, it is enough to deal with the other party.

I have to say that Ghost is a very strong opponent.

In the eyes of the priest, he was already regarded as a rare training target.

Of course, it is not to exercise the knife technique, but to exercise the spinning stick technique that he has mastered for not too long!

Bang Bang!

The priest parried the attack with his whirlwind, and then he jerked out with his stick, and the end of the hook hooked the opponent's katana at the right time.

And then a pull!

Unwilling to give up the weapon in his hand, the ghost was forced by this pull, so he rolled on the ground and punched to resist the pull.

At the same time, another katana in his hand slashed towards the priest's feet!

Of course, the priest could not let him succeed, and when he raised his foot, he fell like lightning.

The timing of this time was even more amazing, because the priest directly stepped on the opponent's blade.

Not only that, but the priest's other leg was pumped out with a strong wind.

Bang!

This kick slammed into the ghost's shoulder.

So, he began to stagger back, rolled back on the ground, and when he got up, he saw that the ghost's two hands holding the long knife were two more small daggers that flashed with cold light.

Shake it off!

Woohoo!

At that moment, the two small daggers shot like lightning towards the priest's body.

(End of chapter)