The Mo family has no internal strength, even if there is, Li Niang will not let the slaves practice, the Mo family has stood up for a few years, she has already understood, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and it is not a matter for slaves to be too powerful, and it is enough to have a little self-protection ability. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Wen has a proficient level of storm swordsmanship, against Wang Zhi, who has deep internal skills, but also played lively, at the beginning also made Wang Zhi so busy that he almost capsized in the gutter, about sixty strokes later, Wang Zhi's long internal force played a role, and Mo Wen was a little out of breath, thanks to him practicing Tai Chi for a few years, otherwise he would have been exhausted.

When it came to a hundred moves, Wang Zhi automatically jumped away and stopped, in fact, by this time he had already lost, he had practiced martial arts for twenty years, and he couldn't defeat a person who had practiced martial arts for four years after a hundred moves, not what a loss was, he was still a young man with no internal strength.

Mo Wen was panting and sweating profusely, his image was a little embarrassed, he had to lie down after two more times, Wang Zhi was calm, but no one praised him, Huo Lao Wu and Yiqing Dao Chang knew very well in their hearts, if Wang Zhi did not have internal support, he would lose within ten moves.

Wang Zhi and the others came to the storm sword technique, and they lost the first battle at this moment, they were not convinced, there was no first martial arts and no second, Huo Lao Wu jumped out and shouted: "Although the Mo Wen kid is defeated, he is still glorious, Lord Wang is not martial, just look at you and I can't enjoy it, brother, I have itchy hands, which brother comes down to teach one or two?" ”

was squeezed, Wang Zhi's old face flushed and stepped aside, but no one laughed at him, the adults of Jinyiwei, everyone gave him some face, in order to alleviate his embarrassment, Liu Shun immediately came out to fight Huo Lao Wu.

"Master Huo Dart, the little Liu Shun is not talented, I am here to ask for advice, you have to be merciful."

"Okay, my brother promises not to kill you."

Because he took the wooden sword, Liu Shun didn't have any burden in his heart, and he raised the sword to kill Huo Laowu, this guy's eyes lit up, this opponent is a famous dart master in the capital, and if he can compete with him, this life will be complete.

It just so happened that the young lady was watching from the side, and she must have behaved well and tested her cultivation results during this time.

Huo Lao Wu has good kung fu with eight white blades empty-handed, a pair of slaps is the size of a pu fan, and if he pats it, the weak chicken will be broken to the bone, Liu Shun dodges left and right with the agility of his pace, and he fights quite methodically, he can't cut people, but he doesn't let people take the sword.

"It's not as good as it was just now!" Jing Yuan stood up with his hips crossed, and commented with a small mouth, "It's interesting to fight with swords and swords, if Steward Liu is holding a real sword, does Uncle Huo dare to do this?" Could it be that the fingers have been cut off a long time ago? ”

Huo Lao took five steps in Wang Zhi's footsteps, ran down with a red face, Tong Yan was unscrupulous, the most honest thing, he was speechless, and then with the last glimmer of hope and Wang Zhi looked at Yiqing Daochang, Niu Nose Old Dao, it's up to you.

As soon as the Qingdao chief blushed before he was beaten, he was a lot older, and he had to compete with the little boy opposite, and it was better to say if he won, if he also lost, wouldn't he be ashamed of his ancestors.

"Dao Chief, people in the rivers and lakes don't care about the rules and regulations of the world, the little brothers of ink painting are not afraid, what are you afraid of." Wang said in a serious voice, I'm afraid that Lao Dao is like this, Lao Tzu hasn't seen enough of the storm swordsmanship, you don't compare how I can fix it.

The 13-year-old ink painting is young and vigorous, listening to the meaning of the guests, the two partners in front seem to have won glory for the Mo family, he also wants to show his performance, and hurriedly ran to the head of a Qing Dao and pleaded: "Dao Chief, I thank you for the little one, you just have a fight with the little one, and point out the little one." "Don't be scared away, it's hard to find.

"Uh-huh, well, Lao Dao will be ugly once, ink painting boy, you be careful, Lao Dao will be a little uncontrollable in the fight." Yiqing Daoist reminded the ink painting seriously, and he didn't admit that he was fighting a psychological war when he was killed, thinking that it would be beneficial for him to suppress the arrogance of the little guy first.

"Thank you for the reminder, I'm coming." Mo Hua smiled, pretending not to understand, and stabbed Yiqing in an arrow step, so angry that his beard trembled, but he was embarrassed to say that people were unruly and engaged in sneak attacks, and he was old enough to be a grandfather.

This is clear, I haven't seen it for a few days, but it is also a little progressive, Li Niang nodded secretly in her heart, his palm technique is integrated into the concept of Tai Chi, the beginning and turn are more and more mellow and free, and the secret combination is slow and fast, and the unloading of the word trick is four or two thousand catties, after all, the combat awareness and experience of ink painting are less, and the defeat is decided, but it has to be won once, right?

It's really shaved head, people don't dare to come to play, where can I find such a good sandbag.

Syllable! The wooden sword painted by the ink was slapped on the arm by Yiqing, and the young man was stunned for a moment, and Wang Zhi shouted with Huo Lao Wu over there that he had won, and pounced on Yiqing and hugged Yiqing and cried and laughed, which frightened the Mo family.

Nima, isn't this a big stimulus that makes people crazy?

Huh? No, what you lost was the ink painting, and people just wiped the corners of their eyes, picked up the sword and retreated silently, how could there be such an exaggerated performance.

"Life is like a play, it all depends on teasing." Li Niang muttered to herself, feeling a little guilty in her heart, thinking if she was too much, should she let them go one to two?

"I don't blame you." Liu Shun patted the ink painting on the shoulder to comfort him.

"I know." Mo Hua clenched his fists hard, "When I practice to the age of the Taoist, I will definitely be much stronger than him!" ”

The sound was not loud, but it was enough for the whole audience to hear it, and the three people who were carnivaling over there instantly collapsed their shoulders and cried, in the end, they still lost!

Li Niang raised her hand to support her forehead, this neurotic has to refresh the lower limit every time she comes back, it's really enough.

"Don't cry! Wash your hands and eat! ”

"Oh."

"Is there any wine?"

"The poor should eat meat to replenish their brains."

Everyone despises the old way together, just the big hole in your brain, you can't make up for it by eating the elixir.

Jing Yuan taught Xiao Hai earnestly, "Xiao Hai, don't be a Taoist when you grow up." ”

"Why?" Xiaohai's hometown accent has not changed, and he is humble to learn.

Jing Yuan patiently explained: "When you become a Taoist chief, you will be like this Yiqing Taoist chief, and you don't even know how to eat pig brains to replenish your brains." ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and the chief of the Qingdao Dynasty covered his face and ran wildly...... When the first is the side hall where the table is set.

Wang Zhi walked at the end and called Li Niang to the wisteria wall to whisper.

"Miss Mo, the mission of Nanzhao is about to arrive, and it is expected that there will be a martial fight, the one above said, I hope you can come forward, you don't have to fight, just help the town."

"Lord Wang, you have learned badly, did he really say the word help?"

"Oops, that's what it means, you don't care what he says."

"Let me go, that's a big joke, the men of the Great Qianguo are all dead, let me go."

"Huh?"

"Ah what, I see that you are the same as the old Tao, you also have a hole in your brain and use meat to make up, I recommend my third uncle and my brother, one article and one martial arts, enough to show the majesty of my great cadres, civil and martial arts, isn't that the pursuit of that one." (To be continued.) )