Chapter Seventy-Eight: Don't Break the Willow, the Willow is Sparse

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"It seems that someone has just said something to restrain someone, but before I can make a move, I start shouting to stop and admit defeat." Sanzang looked at Ye Yijian, who had two handleless swords inserted in his abdomen and was lying on the ground panting in pain, and couldn't help but sneer.

"It's also the first time I've really used this martial art to face a handleless sword, who knew that this handleless sword is so fast, and the phantom speed of this level can't be switched at all." Ye Yijian endured the pain in his abdomen and said with a bitter face.

Liangyi phantom, Wudang primary footwork, quickly conjured up another figure, according to the rotation of the yin and yang fish, the two figures can be switched freely, it is really a phantom, all changing.

"Although the movement speed of your two phantoms is basically not after use, they are still very powerful, the level is high, the switching speed between true illusions is accelerated, and the switching between martial arts is also accelerated, with other martial arts, it can be attacked and defended, and it is strong and makes people jealous. Of course, don't talk about restraining hidden weapon martial arts, you use these two phantoms, and you lose your speed advantage, which is a hidden weapon target. "Sanzang analyzes Ye Yijian's Liangyi phantom.

"Don't worry, there will be a day when the hidden weapon is finished." Ye Yijian smiled confidently, convinced of his martial arts.

"Don't talk so much, you've all admitted defeat, do you want me to give you a ride, or do you want to go by yourself?" Sanzang was in a hurry, and he didn't want to waste any more time, so he was talking in his mouth, and the long stick in his hand rotated several times.

"Don't you see that I'm hurting someone? Can't you have a gentle attitude? Ye Yijian tore off a handleless sword in his abdomen and threw it at Sanzang.

"Huh, gentle? Qingqing, give him two swords. Sanzang smiled slyly and instructed Yi Qingqing, a big man wants to talk to me about gentleness?

"Don't, don't, I'll go by myself." Ye Yijian hurriedly spoke out to stop it, but he didn't want to suffer in vain anymore, but when he said let's go, he couldn't help but say loudly: "Brother Sanzang, the last one, it's really gentle to be troublesome."

"Your lover?" Sanzang asked curiously, chuckling.

"It's not!" Ye Yijian's expression was embarrassed.

"Your crush?" Sanzang was even more curious.

"Ahem, ask so much what to do, wouldn't it be good if you took care of it?" Ye Yijian was overwhelmed by Sanzang's question, and he coughed when he spoke for a while.

"Alright, I'm leaving." Afraid that Sanzang would continue to ask about things that should not be known, Ye Yijian directly gave up the copy after speaking.

Isn't this kid a pedophile? Isn't this last guard boss the thirteen-year-old girl in Emei?

"Qingqing, go open the treasure chest, the choice of martial arts is the same as before." As soon as Ye Yijian left, Sanzang said to Yi Qingqing casually.

Sanzang found that it had become a habit to tell Yi Qingqing to open the treasure chest, and he liked this feeling more and more, could it be that this is the secretary plot that men have?

"There is something to do for the secretary, nothing to do for the secretary." Sanzang suddenly read this sentence.

"What are you talking about? What secretary? Yi Qingqing, who had just taken a few steps, heard Sanzang's whispering, turned around and wondered.

"Ahem, it's okay, I'm talking about martial arts books." Sanzang was asked in a panic, and finally realized Ze Yijian's mood just now.

"It's still a little bronze man." Yi Qingqing opened the treasure chest and handed the martial arts book to Sanzang.

"Am I unlucky to keep this open?" Yi Qingqing looked at Sanzang with a somewhat worried expression of obvious disappointment on his face.

"It has nothing to do with you, those martial arts books are difficult to come out, we still have a chance, let's go, keep fighting!" Sanzang smiled slightly and comforted Yi Qingqing out loud.

"Hmm!" Yi Qingqing nodded obediently.

……

"Hahahahaha......"

Sanzang and Yi Qingqing looked at the town guard boss who was laughing wildly in the middle of the third stage of the village hall with black lines, and they didn't know why they couldn't stop laughing madly as soon as they saw the two of them.

The laughter is clear and beautiful, but no matter how good the sound is, after listening to it for two minutes, Sanzang can't stand it.

"Hey, madman?" Sanzang asked in a loud voice.

"You're crazy, your whole family is crazy, your whole Shaolin is crazy, and your bald people are crazy." The Guardian boss's laughter stopped abruptly, followed by even more frantic shouting.

"Listen, Miss Ben's name is Liu Zishu, don't break the willow, the devil's smoke is sparse." Guarding the boss, Liu Zishu, crossed his hands on his hips, raised his sharp chin lightly and said loudly.

Liu Zishu looks like a sixteen-year-old girl, with tight clothes and short skirts, and her fair and delicate long legs are set off by a purple dress, showing a seductive style.

"Don't break the willows, the devil is sparse? Did you write your own poems? The latter sentence is so bad. Sanzang repeated the poem that Liu Zishu introduced himself, the first sentence can still be understood, and the latter sentence really doesn't know what it means.

Hearing Sanzang's words, Yi Qingqing pursed his lips and snickered: "Childe, don't say that." ā€

"Hmph, if you can't understand, just read hard." Liu Zishu snorted, but he was not angry, and he didn't know the bottom of the poem behind him.

"Okay, let's stop chatting with you, little girl, answer me one last question, why did you giggle just now?" Sanzang chuckled lightly and decided not to bother with this little girl about the poem number anymore. What if you really don't read much and can't understand it?

"If you want me to answer, I'll answer? Hmph, I'm not going to make small talk with you anymore, come on, let's fight. Liu Zishu said, with an extra long whip in his hand.

"Long whip?" Sanzang frowned, the weapon of the whip was still the first time he had encountered it, and the martial arts of the whip had never been seen before.

"What? Scared? If you're afraid, call your aunt and grandma, maybe I'll let you go. Liu Zishu smiled proudly.

"Qingqing, you have no sword to attack." Sanzang ignored Liu Zishu, but ordered Yi Qingqing.

The matter of fighting is related to his own life, and Sanzang will never be negligent, and this time it is the same, even if the opposite is a little sister who looks like she has no malice.

"Hmm." Yi Qingqing nodded, his sleeves danced lightly, and the three handleless swords came out silently.

Three handleless swords, the first shot at Liu Zishu's throat, the second at Liu Zishu's chest, and the third at Liu Zishu's exposed delicate thighs.

"Tangmen handleless sword, haha, haha, woo, woo." Liu Zishu laughed twice, and just when Sanzang thought that she was going to use her body martial arts to completely dodge, she swung her long whip to hit the handleless sword.

The speed of the handleless sword is very fast, but it is a little larger than the size of the ordinary hidden weapon, Liu Zishu's whip speed is not slow at all, the long whip explodes with a thunderous sound, and directly shoots down two handleless swords, but the speed of the long whip is a little slower than the handleless sword after all, and the three handleless swords shoot down the throat and chest, but the thigh one has no speed to knock it off, and this handleless sword directly pierced into her delicate thigh.

"Woo, woo. My leg. As soon as she was stabbed in the thigh, Liu Zishu threw away the long whip, sat directly on the ground and hugged her thigh and cried.

"......" Sanzang was speechless, full of black lines, what kind of strange person is this, it can't match the identity of this town guard boss at all.

Although it hurts to take a sword, you don't have to cry like this, right?

Yi Qingqing put away the fourth handleless sword that was about to be issued, and looked at Sanzang, a woman's heart is always soft sometimes, and when she saw Liu Zishu's crying appearance, she couldn't do it.

"Get her out." Sanzang was silent for a second, and said lightly, he wouldn't really die anyway, there was no need to be soft-hearted and sympathetic, and if he didn't send her out, it would just be a waste of time.

"Hmm." Yi Qingqing nodded, and the fourth handleless sword flew silently towards Liu Zishu's throat.

"Stinky monk......" Sanzang's words made Liu Zishu stop crying and shout angrily, but he only had time to say three words.