Xuanyuan Po couldn't help but clench his fists, but the smile on his face was even stronger, he smiled brightly, his red lips bloomed like delicate flowers, revealing two rows of white teeth like stamens. He said casually: "I have long heard that Lord Yue is invincible in the army, since his body is no longer harmed, it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, let this king come to teach Lord Yue's martial arts." ”

Yue Xun took out a cold iron flute from his waist and put it across his chest: "The Red Flame Bone Whip of the Seventh Prince is the first whip of Shura, and Yue Mou has long wanted to understand it. ”

When Xuanyuan Po saw this flute, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and his eyes seemed to be reflected in a layer of red flames by the red clothes. I don't know when he has a bright red bone whip in his hand, his slender white finger joints rattle, and the bone whip also feels the anger of its master, like a fierce spirit snake opening its bloody mouth and attacking the cold iron flute, as if to swallow it.

Yue Xun spread his wings with a move, and skimmed deftly, and the bone whip and the cold flute passed by like a dragonfly, but the lightning and flint clashed. Xuanyuan Po urged the bone whip to hit three times in a row, Yue Xun dodged a blow with light skills, but because of the speed of the opponent, he had to use internal force to take the second blow, the cold flute once again grazed the fire, and the third blow came like a storm, Yue Xun was forced to retreat a few feet. His hand holding the Han flute was trembling, but fortunately, the Han flute was not broken: "The prince beckoned to be ruthless to Yue's flute, and those who don't know still think that the prince has a covetous heart." ”

Xuanyuan Po stroked the bone whip and said with a smile: "The flute is good, but this king's bone whip doesn't like it." After about forty or fifty moves, Yue Xun was invincible, Xuanyuan Po whipped off the bone whip, and then he was determined to destroy the flute. Yue Xun saw his intentions, and he was in a hurry, so he couldn't care about it, so he rushed over to save Han Di.

It can be seen that this whip Xuanyuan Po used nine successful forces, and he was bound to crush the cold flute. Unexpectedly, Yue Xun pounced, if he was hit, he would die on the spot. The bone whip has been released, and if you want to withdraw the whip, Xuanyuan Po will definitely be counterattacked, and in a hurry, Xuanyuan Po's wrist is raised vigorously, changing the direction of the bone whip. At the last moment, the bone whip folded half an inch above Yue Xun's head to the side of the house, and immediately a wall collapsed, and the dust buried Yue Xun.

The two of them were temporarily trying to compete in the streets and alleys, and the houses on the side were people's houses, and a couple poked their heads out to check after stepping on the wall, and Meng Qiao immediately stepped forward and stuffed a certain amount of silver and said: "If you want to live, go back." ”

When the husband and wife had seen this battle, they were so frightened that they withdrew, and the woman was a little bold, and turned back and took the money.

Yue Xun got up from the mound, checked the cold flute, and flicked the dust on his body and said, "Thank you for the mercy of the Seventh Prince's subordinates, Yue has lost." ”

Xuanyuan Po remembered his deathless action and asked, "Is that flute really so important?" ”

Yue Xun raised his flute and smiled dumbly: "The prince really can't tolerate it?" ”

At this moment, Xuanyuan Po calmed down, only to realize how ridiculous his behavior was, and he was speechless for a while.

Yue Xun bowed and left, Xuanyuan Po said: "Ming people don't say secret words, this king hopes that you can return to your command." ”

Yue Xun, who had walked a few steps, stopped, turned around and said, "In today's battle, Yue Mou deeply felt that the Seventh Prince was very different from other princes, and he had a bit of true temperament. But Yue didn't want to be with the party, so thank you for your kindness. ”

"But it's because of Sister Ling?" Xuanyuan Po put away the bone whip and straightened his clothes, and he was a handsome man with a good demeanor.