Chapter 8: The Inn Fight
The silver ticket was only half a foot away from the woman in the yellow shirt, and suddenly there was a pause in the air, and the "horn" fell to the ground at once, scattered all over the ground, and then the woman in the yellow shirt was all in the air, and stood in place in a daze for a while, but she quickly reacted again, bent down and picked up all those silver tickets, and counted them again, before she was satisfied and put them back into the treasure bag on her waist.
Sky Wolf shook his head and sighed: "Yang Nuxia, your vigilance may not be too heavy, since you have come to ask someone to do something, but you have such an attitude of wanting to fight at any time, it will not do you any good." ”
The woman in the yellow shirt was humiliated by the big man in front of her just now, and she was so angry that she was so angry that she was not a very good-tempered person, otherwise she would not have left a large number of hot-blooded roses on the rivers and lakes, "choking", the sword was unsheathed, and the cold sword qi suddenly lowered the temperature in the hall below freezing, and the five lights flashing on the sword showed the purity and depth of her internal strength.
The woman in the yellow shirt is named Yang Qionghua, is the daughter of Yang Bo, the governor of Xuanda, since she was a child, she was sent to Emei to learn art, and her talent is so high that few people have reached it among the disciples of Emei for decades.
Yang Qionghua has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, although she is now over thirty years old, but due to the internal skills of the practice, her appearance is still the same as ten years ago, and her elegance is peerless, I don't know how many young talents on the rivers and lakes fell in love with her at first sight, but Yang Qionghua only has a soft spot for the top master of the Huashan faction, Zhan Mubai, but the two have not been married for many years, and many people in the rivers and lakes have discussed.
Yang Qionghua has seen countless masters in the rivers and lakes, but she has never seen such a mysterious and terrifying opponent as the wolf in front of her, other masters, whether good or evil, most of the aura is exposed, but the person in front of him is unpredictable, and his breath comes and goes.
But judging from the few kung fu and explosive energy he showed just now, intentionally or unintentionally, he will only be above himself, at least he is also ranked in the top ten today.
Yang Qionghua pointed at the wolf, her willow eyebrows were upside down, her apricot eyes were wide open, and she shouted: "Who are you?" Weishenme will be in the place of the wolf? What exactly do you want to do? ”
Sky Wolf stretched his waist, stood up, and walked down the stairs step by step, his eyes were shining, and he said unhurriedly to Yang Qionghua: "Yang Nuxia, you have too many questions, and you are a guest, I am the master, how can a guest come to the door to ask so many questions at once?" It stands to reason that you should answer me a question first. ”
Yang Qionghua Bingxue was smart, she reacted as soon as she heard the words of the heavenly wolf, her sword was still pointed at the heavenly wolf, and she took half a step back, keeping a distance of about half a foot from this person, and the veil covering her face fluttered to the ground with the opening of her red lips: "So you admit that you are the heavenly wolf?" ”
The Celestial Wolf nodded: "If I wasn't a Celestial Wolf, how could I be here?" ”
Yang Qionghua hooked her lips disdainfully: "I'm not a wolf, I'm not here, and you don't have the word wolf written on your face, who knows if you are a Xibei goods." ”
The wolf raised his head and smiled, shaking the beams of the house with a burst of dust, laughing, looking at Yang Qionghua's eyes with a little doubt, the wolf's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a sword: "Even if I am not a wolf, Yang Nuxia, do you think I have the ability to solve your troubles?" ”
Yang Qionghua bit her silver teeth and said with great momentum: "Then it depends on whether you have this ability under your hands!" ”
As soon as her body moved, the green frost sword in her hand conjured up a sword shadow like a mountain, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of swords stabbed out, attacking the key points around the heavenly wolf, and after the cyan sword shadow in the sky, her figure disappeared without a trace.
The wolf "huh", he knew that Yang Qionghua was born in Emei, but he never thought that this woman could actually learn Emei's secret phantom invisible sword, although her body is not fast enough, she can't play the phantom invisible to the sixth level or more, to the point where she only sees the sword shadow and can't see the person, but just this one move is enough to laugh at the rivers and lakes.
A beautiful shadow suddenly flashed in the wolf's heart, making his heart hurt fiercely, he took a deep breath, and flashed towards the mountain-like sword shadow, I don't know when, there was an extra tungsten gold dagger less than half a foot long in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, his figure suddenly disappeared, but the dagger was like the Qingshuang sword, conjuring up a purple sword shadow in the sky, facing the Qingshuang sword blade and swaying up.
The figures of the two are as fast as ghosts, in this small hall, the internal breath is agitated, and the internal breath of the wolf suddenly becomes feminine and long, as if the pure woman has learned the internal skills, and the moves are exactly the same as that of Yang Qionghua, accompanied by Yang Qionghua's voice, the wolf has not even made a muffled snort from beginning to end, and the sword shadows of the two collided, and the internal strength was agitated, leaving Dao sword marks on the pillars of this hall.
In this way, half an hour passed, and after more than three hundred moves, the cyan sword shadow was slightly shorter by three inches, while the purple sword shadow was slowly increasing, and the yellow shadow appeared more and more in the sword shadow light cluster, and the time for each appearance became longer and longer, but the black-clothed figure did not appear once, Yang Qionghua's coquettish voice became smaller and smaller, and the wheezing voice gradually became heavier.
There was a crisp sound of "ding", the purple mang and the green light intersected, and the two figures quickly merged, Yang Qionghua stood on the ground with a sword, the peacock feathers on her head were broken in half, and the veil on her face was gone, and her peerless face was exposed, a white goose egg face, Qiong's nose and mouth, and red lips and starry eyes, but the eyes were scattered, and she was completely focused, her towering chest rose and fell violently, and her face was full of surprise.
Sky Wolf stood proudly with his arms crossed, standing a foot away from her, holding the tungsten gold dagger just now in his right hand, there were more than ten small notches on the dagger, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "It's a pity that this dagger is on the haode, the Qingshuang Sword is really sharp." ”
After saying this, the wolf casually threw the dagger at the pillar on the right, and the dagger flew like a meteor until it was out of handle.
Shaken by the momentum of this dagger into the column, the sound of "crackling" was endless, it turned out that the tables, chairs and benches in this inn were cut by the sword qi of the two of them when they fought just now, and they were cracked one after another, and the broken legs and broken tables were scattered all over the ground, and the dozens of July fires in the corner of the wall were shattered, and the fragrant wine syrup flowed all over the ground like jade liquid.
The wolf glanced at Yang Qionghua, who was speechless, and couldn't straighten her waist, her body moved, and before Yang Qionghua instinctively raised her hand to block, she grabbed two fingers and pulled out a silver ticket of 10,000 taels from her waist bag.