Seeing that the group of fierce and vicious people around him were frantically pouring into the inn behind him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shi Wuwei really wanted to stop it, he was afraid that these people would hinder Miss Zhou's way to break through the realm.

But he couldn't stop it.

Because the middle-aged man with a gloomy face in front of him was firmly locking him in. As long as he moves, he is afraid that the other party's ruthless iron hands will definitely smash him into serious injuries.

Moreover, the hammer blow that the other party fell from the sky just now, although it did not hurt Shi Wuwei, it still smashed his right hand, and it hurt a little.

"With Wu Shi's skills, there should be no problem in dealing with these disciples of the Money Gang. It's just ......".

Just as he was thinking about what to do next, the hall master in front of him said up, "My cultivation is higher than yours, but I won't suppress my skills." So, you strike first."

After all, this is a battle in the rivers and lakes, not a competition in the real sense, so Huang Feihu has no intention of suppressing his skills.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that if he suppressed his cultivation under the second grade, he might lose in the hands of the other party.

"Yes, that's fair." Shi Wuwei said calmly.

He also didn't think that the other party needed to suppress cultivation. And let himself strike first, he already felt that he was taking advantage of himself.

I don't know why, Shi Wuwei is not disgusted with the hall master of the White Tiger Hall in front of him. rushed to the other party to propose to fight alone with him at this moment, and he already felt that the other party could be regarded as benevolent.

And Shi Wuwei, who has learned Confucian etiquette since childhood, also attaches great importance to a gift of rivers and lakes.

….

Seeing that on this empty street, the two of them were talking boringly. Suzaku, who had been leaning on the flagpole, finally shook his head and stopped looking, or listening to the boring words of the two.

Instead, she turned her head to look at the girl who was standing at the sharp corner of the teahouse, the girl who had just shaken her back.

Lift your left foot up and lean your back back.

This long flagpole was bent down by her.

Then, the raised left foot is again a light touch on the flagpole.

As a result, her slender and light body was bounced into the air by the elastic force of the flagpole.

The swirling red dress is like a red umbrella on a rainy day.

The master of the Vermilion Bird Hall in this red dress landed on the eaves of the other corner of the teahouse so gracefully. And her face, at this time, was just facing Mu Yiyi opposite.

"Haha, what a beautiful little girl~? No wonder our young helper did not hesitate to dispatch the disciples of the entire Xuanwu Hall, as well as our three hall masters, to take you down." In her words, there was some frivolity, and there seemed to be some jealousy, as if she was jealous of the other party's age and hated her old age.

I have to say that the hall master of this Suzaku Hall is indeed a beautiful young woman.

Her voice is soft, and her figure is well maintained. If it weren't for the faint wrinkles on her face, it betrayed her age. I'm afraid that her posture will be above Mu Yiyi.

And what she said was not wrong.

Their young gang leader hated these men who dared to oppose him.

But in the final analysis, his main purpose is to get Mu Yiyi and Zhou Ruonan.

Every time he thought about the tender bodies of these two people, and the wildness they carried, he had a mad urge.

He wanted to conquer them as much as he conquered the women of the entire Flower Moon Tower.

…….

Listening to the young woman in red, her flirtatious words, Mu Yiyi was not angry or displeased. She just looked at the other party lightly, and then said a sentence very seriously.

"You're not my opponent~".

These words are a little arrogant, and some look down on people.

But Suzaku on the other side was not angry because of Mu Yiyi's contemptuous words. Instead, she looked at the other party with interest and smiled evilly, "Huh? Where does this begin? ~You know, I'm one level higher than you? Hahaha".

"I know". After Mu Yiyi finished speaking, he paused, and then said, "But you are not my opponent yet."

"Hahahaha~". Suzaku was finally amused by Ki Yiyi's words, and laughed out loud.

She didn't mean anything else to this laughter, she just thought that the other party's words were ridiculous.

But after a few moments, the laughter subsided. And her eyes became very cold, very cold.

"Then I'd love to give it a try." The last few words of her words were very gloomy, and seemed to be mixed with a strong threat.

But after saying this, she stopped talking. Just with her slender right hand, she lightly placed it on her waist. Then, she mentioned it lightly.

And this mention is to tear off the leather whip wrapped around her waist.

I don't know what kind of beast tendon this long leather whip is made of, and the black and shiny whip body is full of a kind of arrogance.

"Smack~~~"

She just flicked the whip in her hand casually in the air, and a blasting sound sounded in the night sky.

One can imagine what kind of scene this whip would be like if it were to hit a person.

Her casual whip was meant to demonstrate, meant to warn.

Then, she really raised her hand and threw out a whip in the direction of Mu Yiyi.

……

At the same time, Shi Wuwei under the teahouse also made the first move in accordance with the agreement between the two parties.

I have to say that this Jiangnan craftsman does have real skills. Because just from the Xuantie fist gloves on Huang Feihu's hands, you can see the power of the person who built it.

The black iron fist gloves are bright silver all over, as long as the forearms, and the joints of the fingers are all able to move freely, almost no different from human hands.

It is said that this fist glove combined with Huang Feihu's Tiger Prison Fist made him sit firmly in the second position among the four rudders of the Money Gang, and he was the only one in the hall master of the Qinglong Hall.

And when he saw that the strange black sword in Shi Wuwei's hand was stabbing into his chest. Huang Feihu didn't make a move, he just looked coldly at the expression on Shi Wuwei's face and the indomitable momentum.

At this very dangerous moment, there was a trace of hesitation and a trace of realization in his heart.....

So, he struck. Just before Shi Wuwei's sword was about to reach his chest, he struck.

The silver light arced in the night sky. In the end, it stayed on the sword body of the Mo Mei Sword.

Huang Feihu had already stretched out his right hand and firmly grasped Shi Wuwei's sword.

Immediately afterward, he forcibly pulled the sword body, along with the other party's body, in his direction.

At the same time, his left hand, which had already been covered with a layer of pale yellow true qi, was also clenched into a fist. With a buzzing sound of breaking the sky, it smashed into Shi Wuwei's face.