Murong Yan bit her lip and stared at Qin Hao with big eyes, her stomach was about to explode.

Li Weiwei was also angry at the door, and muttered depressedly, "Don't change your death, take advantage of it!" ”

Qin Hao pretended to be sentimental, and said to Murong Yan, "Miss Murong, I tried my hand just now." I was going to slap you on the waist, but you jumped and slapped you on the buttocks, which is really disrespectful! ”

Murong Yan scolded angrily, "You still dare to say it!" ”

She rolled her long sword and used it in a sword-breaking style.

The swordsmanship is sharp, specializing in breaking all kinds of knife techniques.

The previous whip-breaking style and sword-breaking style had no effect on Qin Hao.

She reacted quickly, took a move, and really wanted to slash Qin Hao with a sword.

The knife technique is blunt, relying on strength.

The sword-breaking style is naturally light, and the swordsmanship is like a needle prick, brushing over, stabbing Qin Hao's whole body.

Qin Hao deliberately teased her, wanting to disrupt her breath, and resisted with a short knife, and shouted at her lightly, "Good wife, you are going to murder your husband!" ”

The people on the field couldn't help it, and they all burst out laughing.

Li Weiwei shouted angrily, "Bastard, whose wife are you calling!" ”

She had a cushion on her stomach, and she wanted to go to the ring to teach Qin Hao a lesson.

Yun Lunian hurriedly stopped her and explained to her, "Don't get excited, your man is interfering with the other party's mind!" ”

Li Weiwei was stunned, "Really?" ”

She sighed and continued to look.

Murong Yan was made emotional by Qin Hao, and her swordsmanship was indeed flawed frequently.

She dealt with Qin Hao with a broken knife, and Qin Hao dealt with her with a broken sword.

The short knife pressed against her blade, and the brush swam forward, and the blade rotated one by one, slashing directly at Murong Yan's small hand.

There was nonsense on his lips, but Qin Hao was not polite at all.

This knife can be slashed, and the wrist can be broken.

Murong Yan frowned in shock, and hurriedly raised it with her sword, making a whip-breaking defense.

The blade slid across the blade, emitting a piercing roar, and with a bang, sparks were splashed.

Murong Yan was shocked by this force and took two steps back, almost breaking her wrist by Qin Hao.

Cold sweat oozed from her eyebrows, and she became more and more angry in her heart, she didn't expect Qin Hao to learn so quickly.

In just a while, they were able to understand their Murong family's sword-breaking style so thoroughly.

Murong Feng frowned for a while, he didn't expect Qin Hao to be so shameless and dare to disturb his sister with foul language.

If it weren't for everyone in front of him, he would have to go up and kill Qin Hao together.

"Fourth sister, don't listen to his nonsense, keep your mind!"

Murong Feng reminded loudly.

Murong Yan bit her mouth and nodded, and snorted at Qin Hao, "You rascal, I will definitely not spare you today!" ”

Qin Hao smiled, "Good wife, your temper is really getting bigger and bigger, I won't dare to have sex with you in the future!" ”

"You're so thick-skinned!"

Murong Yan was so embarrassed by his teasing that she waved her sword, and a strange move rushed towards Qin Hao.

This is a change in the Dugu Nine Swords, a sword-breaking style.

Dugu Nine Swords is not nine swordsmanship, but nine system swordsmanship.

For every system, there are nine variations.

Ninety-nine to one, that is, eighty-one moves.

Ouyang Tuo saw this trick and couldn't help but be surprised, "Yan'er even learned the sword style?" ”

Murong Feng said with embarrassment, "Not bad! ”

There are nine variations in the sword-breaking style, which are swinging the sword, leaving the sword, horizontal sword, flirting the sword, falling the sword, intercepting the sword, frustrating the sword, flat sword, and wave sword.

These nine swordsmanship techniques are not passed on by the successors of the Murong family.

Although Murong Feng is Murong Yan's elder brother, he is not valued by his elders. On the contrary, Murong Yan, who has been talented since childhood, is deeply loved.

This move is a sword move, it is a ghost move, and if there is no sword, it must be picked up from the bottom to the top.

The tip of the sword dangled under Qin Hao's crotch, shouting him depressedly, "Yan'er's wife, you will call your husband a dead man like this!" ”

The short knife resisted downward, and it slammed on Murong Yan's cold light sword.

The two sharp weapons were indistinguishable from each other, which surprised Murong Yan.

She shouted, "Yan'er is also a hooligan like you screaming?" ”

Changed the sword style to the horizontal sword style, and cut horizontally at Qin Hao's stomach.

Qin Hao swung his knife in front of his stomach, and the blade slid from the blade, and there was a spark.

Almost, he broke Qin Hao's disembowelment.

Li Weiwei touched the cold sweat on her head and exclaimed depressedly, "What the hell is this guy doing?" Half a day without heavy hands! ”

Even a layman like her can see that Qin Hao has been on the defensive and has not attacked.

Yun Lunian shook off his long hair and laughed, "Your husband is smart, and he is secretly learning other people's swordsmanship!" ”

Li Weiwei frowned, "You can learn it after watching it once?" Haven't all the people here learned? ”

Yun Lunian shook his head, "There are high and low talents, and some people can't learn a trick if you demonstrate them to him a hundred times." People like your husband, I'll understand it once I read it! ”

Li Weiwei glanced at him, and saw that he kept praising Qin Hao with such a little white face, and frowned and exclaimed, "You shouldn't have taken a fancy to my husband, right?" ”

Yun Lunian took a sip of wine and said with a smile, "Yes, I admire him very much!" ”

Li Weiwei shuddered, and hurriedly said, "Don't be delusional, my husband doesn't do it!" ”

Yun Lunian was amused by Li Weiwei, and said deliberately, "How do you know that he doesn't do it?" Maybe he and I can give it a try! ”

"Disgusting!"

Li Weiwei shuddered, and walked a few steps away from Yun Luonian.

That picture, I really can't think about it.

In the ring, the sword light was silent, the sword light flickered, clanged, and the sound was non-stop.

Qin Hao only defended and did not attack, teasing Murong Yan with words, forcing her to use all the swordsmanship of the Murong family.

Murong Feng knew Qin Hao's thoughts, but he didn't stop it, and he was also in good spirits watching below.

"It turns out that this is the Murong family's mastery?"

Murong Feng secretly admired, and was dissatisfied with his grandfather in his heart.

He is a grandson, but he cannot get this true inheritance.

Murong Yan has a granddaughter, who is an outsider after getting married, but she has obtained this swordsmanship, how can she not make people jealous.

Ouyang Tuo was not interested in this, his eyes swept away, he stared at Li Weiwei, and said excitedly at Murong Feng, "Brother Murong, I have a way to deal with this kid!" ”

Murong Feng's eyebrows tightened, "What way?" ”

Ouyang Tuo swept the big-bellied woman behind him, and said to Murong Feng, "Look at his girlfriend, her belly is big." We used to deliberately tease her, and we must have been able to distract him. ”

Murong Feng's eyes lit up, and he agreed, "Cheng, you deal with that woman, and I deal with the man next to her!" ”

Ouyang Tuo nodded, and stepped back from both sides of the crowd with him.

Qin Hao was in the ring, forcing Murong Yan to use all the tricks of Dugu Nine Swords.

At this moment, these swordsmanship was integrated in his mind.

He used a sword-breaking style, thinking that it was a sword, and stabbed straight at Murong Yan.

Murong Yan quickly put away his sword to resist, and in the face of his rapid attack, he was so shocked that he dodged straight behind.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Qin Hao's mouth, and when the tip of the knife was about to stab her chest, it suddenly slammed up and turned into a sword-flirting style.

Murong Yan's body was raised back, and her huge breasts were stretched round in the T-shirt.

Qin Hao's short knife stepped on her front door, and his left hand followed with a palm, grabbing Murong Yan's plump ball.

A soft and elastic feeling hit, making Qin Hao's fingers tremble, making Murong Yan scold in shame, "Bastard, I'll kill you!" ”

Her movements were all chaotic, and she slashed at Qin Hao with a sword, completely out of order.

Qin Hao held the knife in a block, her essence overflowed, and the cold light sword in her hand trembled with a bang.

Murong Yan dragged her long skirt back, looking like she was about to fall under the ring.

Qin Hao reached over and pulled her hand, grabbed her arm, and spun around her slender waist in the ring.

The people in the audience stared at it for a while, and said in their hearts that this was a martial arts competition, or a show of affection, grabbing their chests and hugging them, and they couldn't help but laugh.