It seems that this Wuhua Palace has captured a lot of martial arts masters and forced them to teach martial arts, otherwise the Wuhua Palace Master's ever-changing light skills are where he learned the other party's martial arts The origin of the other party's martial arts is unpredictable, Ye Sheng just in case, he will have murderous intentions. The palm wind (yin y) is cold, and the claws are like eagles. Ye Sheng's steps were light ((forcing bi) bi) to approach the Flowerless Palace Master, and his claws grabbed her shoulder. The Lord of the Flower Palace smiled indifferently, in the face of Ye Sheng's ruthless moves, she actually used a playful attitude to avoid turnover, and she had no intention of fighting back.

Ye Shengjin, she retreated. Ye Sheng attacked, and she defended. The two of them chased after each other in this dim room, and with Ye Sheng's light skills, they couldn't even touch this flowerless palace master. The palm of his hand fell into the air and slapped on the bench, and Ye Sheng's palm left a deep claw mark on the armrest of the chair, and at the same time, the color of the mahogany bench suddenly became dull, like blackened charcoal.

The martial arts of the good evil sect The eyes of the Wuhua Palace Master were sharp, and he was even more interested in Ye Sheng, no matter what, such a martial art, he must learn If there is such a domineering martial arts, wouldn't it be smooth sailing to walk on the rivers and lakes, and the future is smooth, and it is necessary to leave Ye Sheng with both soft and hard, let him write this martial arts, the main index finger of the Wuhua Palace moved, and he was not patient, and finally made a move.

Avoiding backwards and taking three steps back, the Flower Palace Lord came to the corner, although the light in the room was dim, and it was difficult to see the surrounding scene. But the Flower Palace Lord, who had lived here for a long time, could find what he was looking for with his eyes closed, raised his hand and pulled out a long sword from the scabbard hanging on the wall, and in the darkness, the shadow of the Flower Palace Lord (身 shēn) flew over, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at Ye Sheng's mouth again.

"Come back" Ye Sheng sneered disappreciatively, "Haven't you seen the power of the little master, just now I sucked your sword, and now I will suck you" Ye Sheng didn't plan to add a new scar to his palm, in the face of this long sword stabbing, he twisted his waist and opened his side, his steps were wide open, and he went straight to the slender (body shēn) figure of the Flower Palace Lord.

The claws of the hands did not leave a face, and they were about to grab her wrist and suck her into a dry corpse with blood, but at this time, the pair of eyes of the Flower Palace Lord exposed outside the mask contained a smile, a smile that was in the hands of victory. The long sword trembled, the sword flowers bloomed, and at this moment, Ye Sheng actually saw several remnants of the sword blade from this sword.

The fast sword Ye Sheng was surprised, the sword flower was so close at hand, he couldn't hide if he wanted to, and in the dazzling afterimage, this sword blade pierced Ye Sheng's (chest) mouth. I only felt that the hot feeling pervaded (body shēn), Ye Sheng's (chest xiong) mouth hurt, (body shēn) form stagnated, and immediately staggered back and half-knelt on the ground.

The sword technique of the Flower Palace Lord is extremely high, this sword is neither light nor heavy, it pierced Ye Sheng's chest and caused serious bleeding, but it did not hurt Ye Sheng's heart and made him die. The dull sense of oppression made the sword wound in Ye Sheng's mouth continue to gush out blood, Ye Sheng's face was ugly, and he only felt that the strength of the body was leaking out.

How could this woman be so powerful Ye Sheng was frightened, his hand covered the sword wound on his chest, and he still wanted to make amends and fight back, but as soon as he raised his head, he felt dizzy because of the bleeding wound, and fell to the ground with a bang. Lying in a pool of blood, unconscious.

The Flower Palace Master threw it casually, and the long sword was inserted back into the scabbard that hung on the wall. She stood in the dim room with her hands in her hands and looked at Ye Sheng for a moment, and then commanded, "Imprisoned (imprisoned) him in the water prison, be careful not to die, I want him to write down the martial arts he has learned completely." ”

"Yes" The maid's response was immediately heard outside the door, and two black-clothed masked women walked in, lifted Ye Sheng on the ground and dragged him out of the room. The Lord of the Flower Palace (身shēn) was in this dark room, and she was still standing there alone in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Ye Sheng and Hua Wuxian have disappeared for a day and two nights. Now that evening is approaching, Zhou Ziruo stayed in Qiao Feng's tiger and leopard camp, anxious, "I don't know where the two of them went without saying a word, saying goodbye, this is not like the style of a playboy."

"Don't worry, Miss Zhou." Qiao Feng was also vaguely aware of the abnormality of this matter, but unfortunately there was no evidence, "I have already notified Zhang Quan of the Six Doors to be responsible for investigating this matter, and I believe that there will be news of them soon" Miss Zhou was restless, her hands were stirred together, and her face was panicked, "However, it has been so long, and they haven't come back yet, will they be taken away by the chaotic party of the Flower Palace?"

"The chaotic party of the Flower Palace is indeed bold and reckless, but what good is it to catch Wuxian and Ye City Lord for no reason" Qiao Feng was slightly calmer than Zhou Ziruo, "Moreover, I went to the courtyard of Wuxian to see, there is no trace of fighting, but it seems that they are going out to play by themselves, don't worry." ”

Qiao Feng looked up at the sky outside, mixed feelings and sorrows, "Traceless and Ye City Lord go together, there will be no danger of a purple belt and a blue belt, such a person in Beiliang is not just going to leave if he wants to, even with those chaotic parties in the Flower Palace, they can't be stopped."

Listening to Qiao Feng's comfort, although Zhou Ziruo was still a little uneasy, he eased up a lot, "General Qiao, the six gates have limited manpower, can't you send a team from the tiger and leopard battalion to check the whereabouts of the dudes and them" The well-trained elite division of the tiger and leopard battalion is definitely more convincing and reassuring than the six gates.

Qiao Feng showed embarrassment on his face, but he still shook his head and denied, "No, although I am a general, but the matter of transferring troops and sending generals can only be carried out by the emperor's holy decree, if I call the brothers of the tiger and leopard battalion privately, wouldn't it be a power for personal gain and interfere with military discipline" Zhou Ziruo (want yu) stopped talking, this little girl came down from Mount Emei, and it was the first time she was so angry with a person This General Qiao is a good general and a loyal minister, but it is inevitably too rigid and old-fashioned

Zhou Ziruo was helpless, so he could only sit and be anxious, hoping that Zhang Quan, who had six doors, could find the news of Playboy and Ye Cheng as soon as possible" "It's not too early, General Qiao, I'll leave first." Zhou Ziruo had no heart to stay in this boring barracks, said goodbye to Qiao Feng and left the barracks, after Zhou Ziruo walked out of the sentry post, he met a team on horseback.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, high nose and deep eyes. It was a foreigner, Zhou Ziruo looked at them curiously, there were ten people in this team. They are mounted on horses, wearing silver armor and swords hanging from their sides. Where did this soldier come from, it is not Russia, after all, only Russia borders the Beiliang land, and it is the easiest to come and go.

The leader was a young man with short blond hair and a thin face, he bore the brunt of it, and after seeing the beautiful and bright Zhou Ziruo on the side of the road, he waved his hand generously and said hello. Zhou Ziruo pursed her lips and showed a flat smile, and then left quickly. This contingent is indeed Russian. At the head of the pack was General Ivan Brusnov of Russia, who, although only twenty-seven years old, had already won many battles in Russia. However, he had never competed with Qiao Feng's tiger and leopard battalion, and this time he entered the Central Plains to negotiate with Qiao Feng in Beiliang

These ten foreign soldiers rushed in and stopped at the sentry tower of the tiger and leopard battalion, and Qiao Feng, who had been informed, strode over. Although he had been prepared, he didn't expect the Russians to come so early Qiao Feng had thick eyebrows and big eyes, showing his heroic spirit, facing the Russian soldiers of these ten people, seeing that they were still riding on horses, he obviously didn't know how to look down on himself

Qiao Feng (day and night) stuck to the Beiliang border, and it was indispensable to fight with Russian soldiers, so he had never had a good impression of the Russians. Seeing Ivan Brusnov and the others straddle the horses, Qiao Feng smiled, clasped his fists and shouted, "Haw Par Battalion, welcome these foreign friends who came to Beiliang."

The soldiers of the Tiger and Leopard Battalion were all standing at their posts, although they did not gather together, but when they heard Qiao Feng's order, they immediately faced this side, and they all stomped their feet together, beating the war drums and weapons in their hands. The sound of ping-pong is crisp and pleasant, and the sound of war drums is heroic like thunder. "Welcome, welcome, (hot rè) welcome, (hot rè) strong welcome"

The sound of drums and shouts mingled like the sound of patients intersecting on the battlefield, fierce yet murderous. The horses under Ivan Brusnov and the others were suddenly frightened, and with a long roar, they all raised their front hooves and threw their sons back.

How could the ten Russian soldiers have thought that their horses (身shēn) would suddenly be frightened, and they did not fall, and several of them fell to the ground one after another, eating a lot of fresh turf. Looking at the embarrassed appearance of these ten Russians, there was a soft sneer in the tiger and leopard camp, and Qiao Feng's eyes flashed with smug brilliance. People respect me, I respect people, since you are rude first, then on my territory, I don't want to have a good face

Ivan Brusnov and the others hurriedly stood up, patted the dust on the dust, and took the reins of the frightened horse. The young and emaciated Ivan Brusnov was looking at Qiao Feng, holding back his anger, revealing a stiff smile, and said in English, "The Haw Par Battalion is really powerful and majestic, comparable to our Russia."

Qiao Feng's expression was as usual, and he said calmly, "Several, in Beiliang, I can only understand the Central Plains dialect, no one can speak the Central Plains dialect" Ivan Brusnov glanced at each other, with different expressions. Qiao Feng saw that no one answered, so he smiled and shook his head, "If no one can speak the Central Plains, how can we communicate with each other, everyone, please go back and have a chance to sit down and talk slowly another day."

Can Qiao Feng understand English, of course, he can understand it, but in the vast land of the Central Plains, there is no need to get used to these foreign people. After all, this so-called negotiation was also facilitated by the other party's initiative to communicate. Whether to talk about it or not, it still depends on the faces of Qiao Feng and the entire tiger and leopard battalion

Seeing Qiao Feng's resolute attitude, Ivan Brusnov smiled and narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his right hand in a friendly manner, the Chinese was blunt, emphasizing weirdness, but it could make all Central Plains people understand, "I mean, the prestige of the tiger and leopard battalion can be compared to our Russian soldiers, General Qiao"

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