There was a gasping sound from under the pile, and even Ding Yunpeng didn't expect that his daughter would even use the blade hidden in the shoe, and it was too late to drink it again.

It happened suddenly, and Peng Yun didn't expect that he would fall into such a dangerous situation all of a sudden. By the time Peng Yun reacted, the two Leng Sensen's blades had already reached the edge of his wrists. He knew that if he withdrew his hand at this time, even if his wrist could dodge, the fingers of his hands would not be able to escape the doom of being twisted by the sharp blade.

didn't have to think about it, took a sharp breath, Peng Yun finally took out the true kung fu he had been hiding, he raised his eyebrows, two sharp flashes flashed in his eyes, his temples actually bulged slightly, his hands turned into a faint red in an instant, it looked as if he had swelled a little, and with a flip of his wrist, Peng Yun did not hesitate to meet the sharp blade that came from the spinning. Before Ding Yunpeng could say anything, Peng Yun's hands had already collided with the sharp blades on Ding Wenjin's feet.

Ding Yunpeng's expected scream did not appear, but a crisp collision sound came, Peng Yun's body shook for a moment, his feet did not move, and a light white mark with a length of two inches appeared in the palms of his hands, and then quickly disappeared, looking no different from the original.

"Iron Sand Palm!"

Ding Yunpeng forgot his identity for a while, and screamed, and several disciples around him were surprised when they heard the name of Tiesha Palm. It's no wonder that they are so out of shape, Peng Yun just used an iron sand palm that has almost been lost in the martial arts world.

Iron sand palm, with a long history, is one of the most photographed martial arts in martial arts novels, itself is a very domineering palm technique, and has always been a legendary kung fu in traditional Chinese martial arts. Because after this kind of kung fu is practiced, you can use your bare hands to the Bo Li blade without injury, and you can grab the red-hot shovel with your bare hands and be safe and sound, in fact, it should be regarded as a kind of hard work based on foreign skills, but it is not easy to practice iron sand palms, and it is necessary to go through the basic skills training of kneading iron balls, braiding hemp braids, turning iron sand, etc., and there must be corresponding internal strength formulas, so as to get twice the result with half the effort, otherwise not only can not practice iron sand palms, but also hurt the body.

Because of this, there are fewer and fewer people in the martial arts world who practice iron sand palms, and they are almost extinct. No one could have imagined that Peng Yun had actually practiced this almost extinct iron sand palm, and he seemed to have a lot of skill. People feel that Peng Yun has too many unsolved mysteries.

Ding Wenjin snorted, his body bounced backwards and flew out, landing on the two plum blossom piles, the huge momentum made her can't help but take a step back, and as a result, she stepped on the air, fell backwards, and hit a plum blossom pile behind her.

Peng Yun swept the corners of his eyes, and saw the dangerous status quo of Ding Wenjin at a glance, although he was also a little annoyed by Ding Wenjin's approach, but after all, for the sake of Ding Yunpeng's old man's face, how could he not let her out of danger. So he pounced forward and reached out to grab Ding Wenjin's little hand.

Ding Wenjin was caught off guard, her hands were in a hurry, Peng Yun's hand stretched out, she subconsciously grasped it, and her body hovered in mid-air, but then she came to her senses, grabbed Peng Yun's hand and shook it hard, and shook it off. Peng Yun didn't expect Ding Wenjin to come with such a hand, and for a while, his body that was shaken fell to the side, and his back slammed on a plum blossom pile, and the plum blossom pile trembled, Peng Yun felt like someone had slapped his back hard, and he wanted to vomit blood depressedly.

After getting rid of Peng Yun, Ding Wenjin felt a bad breath, but then she understood, screamed, and continued to hit the plum blossom pile, she now regretted that she was too impulsive just now, and she shouldn't have shaken Peng Yun's hand off. But it was too late, and it was about to hit the edge of the stake.

A figure rushed in, Ding Wenjinjue's body softened, the momentum of her body falling down stopped, and she calmed down for a while, only then did she find that she was being held in her arms, and a man's masculine aura made her feel flustered.

"Who, who is so bold as to hug me?" The eldest lady Ding Wenjin, who had never been hugged by a man, was a little annoyed, and couldn't help but look back, only to see that the person who hugged her was in his twenties, with that signature smile on his face.

It was Peng Yun who was thrown off by himself just now!

"Don't move!" Peng Yun stopped Ding Wenjin, who was about to struggle. Ding Wenjin found himself lying in Peng Yun's arms, and Peng Yun stepped on two plum blossom stakes with both feet, holding himself with one hand, and the other hand stretched out to support the plum blossom stake in front of his head, and his body was suspended in the air.

Lying in Peng Yun's arms, Ding Wenjin felt that his body was soft, and his heart was also disturbed, and he subconsciously twisted his body to write it down.

"Damn, this little girl didn't make me sin!" Feeling the violent reaction in Ding Wenjin's heart, Peng Yun couldn't help but move when he grabbed Ding Wenjin's hand, wanting to relieve his feelings, but he didn't expect it to be placed on Ding Wenjin's bulging chest, although Ding Wenjin was just an adult, but the perennial exercise made her figure develop much more mature than her age, and more elastic and firm that some girls of the same age did not have.

"Yikes!" Perhaps it was Peng Yun's movements that stimulated her, Ding Wenjin writhed violently, and even turned Peng Yun's body. Peng Yun couldn't support it anymore, and as soon as his hand loosened and fell from the plum blossom stake, the two of them fell to the ground, smashing up the dust on the ground.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all!" Ding Wenjin got up from the ground, looked at himself strangely, wondered why he was not hurt, and when he turned around, he saw Peng Yun falling below on the ground, and understood.

"You don't hurt, will it hurt if I use you as a cushion?" Peng Yun rubbed his buttocks and got up from the ground, dusted off the broom, and then turned to Ding Wenjin: "Are you okay?" ”。

Ding Wenjin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his hand to slap him, Peng Yun was defenseless, and he was slapped in the face, and many brilliant stars appeared in front of his eyes.

"Hooligans!" Ding Wenjin remembered the situation just now, blushed, scolded, turned around and ran into the villa.

Peng Yun stood stupidly in place, looking at Ding Wenjin with an aggrieved face and running into the villa, it took a while to come back to his senses, and he could only admit that he was unlucky.

"How's it going, kid?" Ding Yunpeng walked over, and he had seen some of the scene just now, but for this kind of old guy, of course he knew when to ask.

"Uncle Ding, I'm fine, I'm bothering you!" Peng Yun smiled bitterly, he knew that he would make some mistakes when he fought with women, so he didn't pay attention to Ding Wenjin's rudeness.

Ding Yunpeng saw that Peng Yun was fine, so he put his mind at ease, ordered someone to bring a change of clothes, asked Peng Yun to change into a dusty clothes, and asked people to wash, while walking into the living room of the villa with Peng Yun.

While walking, Peng Yun took advantage of people's inattention, secretly put his hand into the clothes on his back, rubbed it gently, and when the clothes were lifted, a purple-black mark on his back looked very shocking.

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