Chapter Twenty-Three: Lewd Master and Servant

Seeing Yu Qingqing attacking, Zhang Yanchen instantly withdrew the Thousand Machine Sword into his body, and at the same time, his footsteps instantly stepped on the ground, away from Yu Qingqing's sword light.

Yu Qingqing felt that Zhang Yanchen had no weapon, and it was a time to catch her off guard.

The people in the audience looked at it, and immediately felt that Zhang Yanchen had little hope of winning, and they had to know how important it was to have a competent weapon in the same level of cultivation.

The competition between Zhang Yanchen and Yu Qingqing, if Zhang Yanchen has no backhand, this competition is basically decided.

Yu Qingqing chased after him, thinking that he would soon be able to get the first victory, indicating that good luck would come later.

But then she found that no matter how she accelerated to catch up, the final result was to maintain the same distance, and the two people were two feet apart, and they never pulled apart or shortened.

The look of surprise on her face was even stronger, and she looked up at Zhang Yanchen's gaze looking at her, cold and calm like a pool of stagnant water.

No!

It's looking at a pool of stagnant water, in her eyes, she is nothing, and there is no threat at all.

Yu Qingqing, who suddenly had this thought in her heart, twitched fiercely, and there was an emotion called grievance.

She was suddenly furious, grabbed the sword with both hands, stopped her footsteps, and the sword body crossed in front of her, looking at Zhang Yanchen and said angrily.

"Since you have the ability? Why not do it quickly? ”

This kind of opponent is obviously stronger than himself, he knows it very well in his heart, but he has no way at all, and he is unwilling to admit defeat, and the contradictory psychology intensifies in his heart, becoming more and more intense, which makes people a little angry.

Zhang Yanchen still had a plain face, looking at the angry Yu Qingqing coldly, suddenly his steps turned, he flew up lightly, and looked at Yu Qingqing in mid-air.

She clapped her palms together, and then her eyes flashed, and she came to Yu Qingqing in an instant, and waved her palms down and hit Yu Qingqing hard.

Rumble!

With a violent bang, Yu Qingqing dodged the blow with a rolling crawl, jumped up in an instant, and pulled out a sword flower in his hand with the breeze sword brush in his hand, close to Zhang Yanchen The tip of the sword was flexible and unpredictable, like a poisonous snake, and the snake's mouth pointed directly at the point.

Zhang Yanchen's figure danced, and the light in his two hands was stacked on top of each other, and he actually made more than a dozen moves with the Qingfeng Sword empty-handed.

Zhang Xinxin in the audience suddenly scolded: "Damn, bullying people!" ”

Zhang Xianzong pulled her and motioned her to whisper: "There is no way to do this, and it is not a regulation of how to ......."

……

Zhang Yanchen calmly followed Yu Qingqing's moves, these dozens of moves made her truly feel the results of fifty years of cultivating day and night, and Hengqian's training method that was almost intolerable to exterminate human nature.

Yu Qingqing's moves in front of him were so fancy and clumsy, it was like watching a little fat man boxing, and he didn't feel much threat at all.

The only thing she felt was the strength of the Qingfeng Sword, a high-grade mysterious weapon, if this weapon fell into her hands......

Zhang Yanchen suddenly didn't want to continue, feeling that his ability was probably enough.

She moved suddenly, the knife in her hand changed into a fist, her body moved instantly, and she flashed to Yu Qingqing's left side, without her reacting.

Bang!

directly punched Yu Qingqing's body.

The punch was very heavy, and Yu Qingqing didn't even have a chance to resist it, so he was beaten upside down and flew out.

She only felt severe pain in her heart and lungs, and wanted to struggle, but suddenly a white shadow flickered in front of her, and a cold face came into view again.

Seeing that the fist was about to fall again, Yu Qingqing opened his mouth and shouted: "Admit defeat......"

The falling fist should be grabbed in an instant, Zhang Yanchen grabbed Yu Qingqing's collar and hung it at a distance of one meter in the ring, and slowly put Yu Qingqing down.

Yu Qingqing's face was a little ugly and a little pale.

She looked at Zhang Yanchen's calm face helplessly, she didn't breathe at all, and the breath on her body was only slightly floating, and her clothes were not messy.

Yu Qingqing knew that she had completely lost, her opponent was very strong, and she was not unjustly lost.

"I lost." After Yu Qingqing said this, he clasped his fists at Zhang Yanchen and flew out of the ring.

A host came to the stage to announce the winner, and then the next group of competitions followed.

Zhang Yanchen put his sleeves and flew off the stage.

At this moment, a figure flew over in the distance, and it actually rushed straight towards her.

Zhang Yanchen was startled in mid-air, and hurriedly turned sideways to dodge, but he couldn't dodge at all.

She was instantly embraced and pestered like an overly octopus.

"Hehe, look I got you this time." Shi Xi hugged the soft and petite Zhang Yanchen, and the position of his arms was even more soft and elastic.

Sample, this chest was touched by her again! Shi Xi thought proudly.

Zhang Yanchen stretched his hand helplessly, sighed, and said, "Shixi, let go." ”

"I haven't seen you in fifty years, have you missed me, Xiao Chenchen." Although Shi Xi let go as he said, he still wanted to touch Zhang Yanchen's chest.

Zhang Yanchen slapped her angrily, and scolded with a smile: "You are enough, if it weren't for the fact that you are a woman, I would have chopped off your hand when I found a sword." ”

was a very angry sentence, but Shi Xi didn't care at all, smiled and walked away from a meter, spread his hands and said: "Don't be angry, Xiao Chenchen, I don't touch it, be good, the beauty laughs." ”

Zhang Yanchen was angry and funny, seeing that there was no shadow of meditation behind him, he asked strangely: "What about your meditation cultivation?" ”

"Back to the top." The two of them said as they fell in the direction of the trot.

When the trot saw Shi Xi, a pair of eyes kept bumping left and right, with a little fear and a little anger.

"Hey, trot." Shi Xi fell in front of the trot, and as soon as she exited, something wanted to emerge from her arm, and was slapped back by Shi Xi.

"Give me some peace, I don't want to be ashamed." Shi Xi scolded.

"Are you ashamed? Let go. A muffled voice sounded from her arm, causing Zhang Xianzong and Zhang Xinxin and others to look sideways.

Shi Xi let go of his hand, and saw a flash of red light, and the red-clothed and white-haired Gollum in front of the trotter had already leaned over with a smile and kissed the trotting face with lightning speed.

The trot is petrified, Zhang Yechen is also petrified, and Shi Xi is speechless to support his forehead.

I thought that Trot would be so angry that he slapped Gollum to death on the spot, but when he saw that Trot's face was slightly pale, he covered his cheek with one hand and pointed at Gollum with the other, and after half a sound, a tear fell from his eye.

That's embarrassing.

Shi Xi looked at Zhang Yanchen and trot with an apologetic expression, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Xinxin, Zhang Xianzong and others had a face that didn't understand the situation at all, and finally chose to ignore it and continue to watch the game.

Gollum turned white, and suddenly wanted to thrott a little helplessly, but didn't know where to put it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, be careful with your liver, don't cry...... Don't cry! ”

Trot's eyes were both aggrieved and angry, and he suddenly raised his foot and stepped Gollum's feet. (To be continued.) )