Su Luo made a move, like a gust of wind passing by, and in an instant, he had already arrived in front of Ling Yun.

Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, Su Luo's speed was too fast, so fast that he had just reacted that Su Luo had arrived in front of him, his eyes staring at him tightly.

"It's too fast~"

A wry smile appeared on Meng Qi's face, Su Luo's speed just now was faster than when he played against them before.

"Presumably he didn't use all his strength before, otherwise the three of us would have gone down early to accompany the sixth brother."

Song Bei kicked away the yacha who was slashing at him, and interjected with a bitter face.

Tong Yao covered her mouth with her little hands and couldn't say a word.

What is puzzling is that after Su Luo flashed in front of Ling Yun, he didn't make a move.

Ling Yun came to his senses, and the coiling dragon broadsword stabbed Su Luo with a backhand.

"Arrogant boy, suffer death!"

Su Luo stood motionless in front of Ling Yun, and Ling Yun felt a thick contempt, which only contempt could explain. With a speed like light and electricity, the kung fu in his hands is definitely not weak.

Anger surged up from Ling Yun's chest, and the coiling dragon sword rolled up along his chest.

The big knife was also close to Su Luo's chest, and the blade of the knife slashed, and he could feel the cold chill on the knife body.

"I'm afraid I'm going to get hurt."

Meng Qi turned his head, and the blade of the knife was attached to Su Luo's body, with Meng Qi's knowledge, even if Su Luo was strong in kung fu, he was afraid that he would be cut by the knife.

Song Bei and Zhu Yang were the same as Meng Qi's judgment, Su Luo was destined to be cut by a knife.

The old bustard, who was crawling under the table, covered his eyes with his hands, as if he was afraid to see blood.

Tong Yao exclaimed, covered her small mouth with both hands, and looked at Su Luo standing there motionless with a shocked expression.

A quarter of an hour had passed, two quarters of an hour had passed, and the three old fellows of Monchi had already eliminated the servants, and were now fighting against the remaining four good team leaders.

After another quarter of an hour, everyone sensed that something was wrong, and the two sides stopped fighting, only to see Su Luo still standing there, Ling Yun holding the Coiling Dragon Broadsword in front of Su Luo's chest.

Ling Yun was holding the coiling dragon broadsword, sweating profusely, and his cheeks were flushed. On the other hand, Su Luo, who was cut by a big knife, stood there with a calm face.

"Mr. Su, are you okay?"

Tong Yao put away the consternation on her face, hesitated for a moment and asked worriedly.

I don't know what happened, the three of Meng Qi and the four yacha brought by Ling Yun walked over together.

"This?!"

"It's amazing."

Meng Qi and the three of them glanced at each other, their eyes were full of shock, they thought that they had understood Su Luo's strength clearly, but now they seemed to be muttering to Su Luo.

The four team leaders looked incredible, and this kind of thing in front of them seemed to only exist in the legends of the rivers and lakes.

Panlong broadsword, the saber of the Great Qian Dynasty from the six-grade military attaché, the above fine iron forging, sharpening iron like mud. Now, it is tightly clamped by three fingers, and it is difficult to move in.

Su Luolong's claws clasped Ling Yun's coiling dragon broadsword, and Lingyun did not move at all regardless of whether he advanced or retreated, and it seemed to grow in Su Luo's hand.

"I said that even if I fight with you, then I will fight with you."

In Ling Yun's stunned eyes, Su Luo pinched Ling Yun's coiling dragon broadsword, and then slashed at Ling Yun's chest with a single blow.

Ling Yun staggered to the ground, clutching his chest and carefully looking at Su Luo for a while.

"Ling Ye!"

The four officials rushed over to help Ling Yun up, but Ling Yun pushed him away.

"This little brother is very strong in kung fu, and we are not his opponents."

Ling Yun endured the pain in his chest, and arched his hand at Su Luo: "Ling has eyes and doesn't know Taishan, so he has made amends to his little brother here." ”

Tong Yao and the old bustard crawling on the ground looked incredible, and the imperial history of the Beicheng Patrol, who was called the King of Lingyan in the past, would also make amends to others? Or to a hairy boy who doesn't have any official position.

Su Luo walked to Ling Xiao's side, leaned down and looked at Ling Xiao who had just woken up and said, "Learn more from your father, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, and if he bullies, he will be bullied, and if he can't bully others, he will obediently pretend to be a grandson." That's what a stubborn kid should think. ”

Ling Xiao pointed at Su Luo with trembling fingers, as if he was about to say something, but his mouth was broken by Meng Qi and he couldn't speak.

"Dare to point at me, watch the fight!"

Su Luo slapped Ling Xiao's face, Ling Xiao was so angry that his eyes were red, and he fainted again.

The officials guarding Ling Yun's side wanted to make a move, but the three of them immediately raised their weapons and pointed them at them.

Ling Yun saw his son being knocked unconscious with his own eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, which was fleeting.

"Don't be presumptuous, Xiao Er's words are disrespectful, the little brother is teaching that unfilial son a lesson on my behalf."

Ling Yun said it beautifully, and Su Luo couldn't help but want to applaud him.

"Ling Yushi can bend and stretch, and he is worthy of being the pillar of the great cadres, and Su admires him very much."

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth barely floated into a smile and said: "Little brother praised, Ling is busy with official business every day, and he has neglected to teach the dog, and he also asked Ling to sell a certain face, and Ling will hold a banquet in the house another day to personally apologize to the little brother." ”

"Don't dare to be, it's good that Ling Yushi can bend and stretch, but Su has heard that this kind of person with a sleek personality holds grudges the most. Maybe I whispered to you today, and if you fall into the hands of such a person in the future, I am afraid that life will be worse than death. ”

Su Luo's words directly broke through Ling Yun's thoughts. Who is he Lingyun? Beicheng patrols the imperial history, in the territory of Beicheng, he is the night emperor, only he bullies others, and no one has ever bullied him.

Now his skills are not as good as others, so he can only beg Su Luo in a low voice, and after he escapes, he will definitely catch Su Luo at any cost, and then torture him to death.

The idea in his heart was broken by Su Luo's words, Ling Yun was not panicked, he secretly scolded Su Luo in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "Where is the little brother, how can Ling do such a thing." ”

Su Luo grinned, revealing eight snow-white teeth: "It's better to beat you up for flash insurance, if it really falls into your hands in the future, you should get the interest back in advance." If not"

"Anyway, I just see that you are upset and want to beat you up."

The four yacha guards beside Ling Yun hurriedly guarded Ling Yun to the death, but they were not Su Luo's opponents.

As soon as Su Luolong's claws came out, he directly put them on the four of them, and then began to kick them violently.

The three old guys of Meng Qi glanced at each other, and also joined in, beating their sons is also beating, beating Lao Tzu is also beating, fortunately, they are more happy to fight together.

Tong Yao closed her eyes with difficulty, starting from the first kick Su Luo stepped on Ling Yun, there was no room for maneuver in this matter. As Su Luo said, it will fall into the hands of Ling Yun in the future anyway, and it is not bad to recover the interest first.

As for whether Ling Yun could catch Su Luo, Tong Yao naturally didn't want to. But she knew in her heart that with Ling Yun's strength in the imperial capital, it might not be possible to deal with the previous ones, but it was enough to deal with Su Luo, who had no background.

kicked violently, and the four of them were sweating profusely. Ling Yun had already ended up with his son Ling Xiao, and he was kicked with a blue nose and swollen face.

"What's next?"

The three of them gasped and asked Su Luo.

Su Luo looked at the three old guys of Meng Qi with an idiot expression and said, "Of course you ran away, do you want to stay here for the night?" ”

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