Manners are built on strength.

If the strength is not enough, put the demeanor aside first.

Yuan Zheng originally wanted to see how Song Yu's sword path was, it was more powerful than he imagined, just like when he fought against Dongfang Mingyue.

Song Yu was very calm, after drawing her sword, she was as quiet as a virgin, her mood was clear, and a sword attacked, with the tendency to restrain the wind and rain.

Yuan Zheng didn't dare to hold it up anymore, he ran the Canghai Liuhe, a punch blasted out, the green dragon danced, several green dragons entrenched in the sky, and then swooped down, the dragon chant shook the vast earth, wanting to break through Song Yu's sword domain.

The sword qi and the green dragon surged each other, and dozens of brilliant True Yuan fragment sparks floated out.

Shan Rong and Li Chen respectively held up a gang qi, protected themselves and this inn, no matter what, this inn is innocent.

After the first confrontation, Song Yu's face was slightly pale, the true yuan in his body was disordered, his blood and qi were shaking, and his heels were a little vain.

As a Yuanyin girl, Song Yu's true yuan is thick and dense, and she rarely falls behind when she fights against others.

Today is different, her opponent is Yuan Zheng, and even because of Yuan Zheng's support, Song Yu's heart is very unhappy.

Now I know Yuan Zheng's strength, and he doesn't need a sword to do so, if he draws his sword, what kind of scene it should be, and in addition to swordsmanship, Yuan Zheng's martial arts cultivation is already very solid.

Yuan Zheng has a spectrum in his heart, and after the first move, Song Yu has a defeated appearance, which is not bad, after all, Song Yu only practices swordsmanship, while Yuan Zheng practices more.

It is true that there is a specialization in the art industry, but it is also true that there are many skills without pressing.

Yuan Zheng's footsteps teleported, flashing a black instantaneous shadow, like a ghost, and a palm struck, and a round of golden sun bloomed, illuminating the entire cloudy sky.

Carrying the general momentum and pressing down, the surrounding gravity increased, and Song Yu's delicate shoulders were a little overwhelmed, and let out a crisp cracking sound.

Song Yu struggled to support his sword domain, preparing the second sword to completely separate the winner and loser.

But she no longer has a chance to use the sword, compared to Zhenyuan, she can't compare to Yuanzheng.

No matter how bad Yuan Zheng is, it is also taught by the masters of the Heavenly Realm and Guiguzi.

Song Yu had a horizontal sword in front of his chest, and he could only rely on his own sword domain to support Yuan Zheng's palm.

The golden sun exploded violently, and the flames soared into the sky, burning the sky, and its sword domain shattered inch by inch, and its sword qi was burned to the ground.

In an instant, Yuan Zheng gathered his qi into a blade and put the knife in his hand on Song Yu's neck.

Song Yu's throat was stuck with a stream of reverse blood, she pursed her mouth and swallowed it, a young girl in the flower season, her face was like gold paper at the moment.

If it is a battle of life and death, she is by no means Yuan Zheng's opponent.

Judging from this, if Yuan Zheng used a sword, Song Yu would probably be solved by a face.

The fact is also true, not to mention how profound Yuan Zheng's sword is, with a light sword from the Prison Demon, how many people in the same realm can fight head-on.

The use of a sword itself is unfair, and people are not as strong as guys.

Gradually, the surrounding gravity slowly dissipated, and Song Yu's face surged with blood, and this depressing feeling made her extremely depressed in her heart.

lowered his proud head and said: "I lost, there is nothing to say about the loss, the third prince is merciful, I will remember this favor." ”

Yuan Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was gambling, a thunderous blow would definitely put Song Yu, a girl with little practical experience, into trouble, but if Song Yu was an old oilman, not to mention three moves, it might take thirty rounds to determine the winner.

said gently: "It's the girl who agreed, and I'm just relying on my rich combat experience." ”

The junior sisters behind Song Yu were shocked, and looked at Yuan Zheng with some obsession, at this time, Yuan Zheng's skin bag was expanded many times, and as for the dragon scale horses under the crotch, they were also suppressed and did not dare to make a mistake.

Song Yu paused, frowned slightly, and looked at Yuan Zheng with a pair of autumn eyes in great confusion and asked: "The third prince is so brave, why would he throw Wen Yan into that indecent place? ”

This is also something that Song Yu's junior sisters don't understand, with Yuan Zheng's strength, why would he make things so indecent and ugly?

Walking the rivers and lakes, the most important thing is to be decent, if there is no basic decency, the rivers and lakes are also nowhere to go.

Yuan Zheng smiled bitterly, thinking that this was a disciple of the Yue Nu Sword Sect, he said a little more, and said: "The girl is in the rivers and lakes, but she doesn't understand the affairs of the temple, Wen Yan will not go to Cangyun City for no reason, and I will not appear there for no reason." ”

"I'm a concubine, but I can also be a lever that many people can use. ”

"The girl is not deeply involved in the world, and it is better not to know too much about some things, and if you know too much, it will also damage the girl's kendo progress. ”

When it came to the things in the temple, Song Yu was speechless for a while, women have no innate closeness to the temple, and it is not easy to speculate.

Thinking of Wen Yan's current encounter, Song Yu seems to understand something, she has a good impression of Wen Yan, but when she thinks of the temple involved, Wen Yan just lost, but he just fell into the dung pit and didn't lose his life.

It is also clear that if Yuan Zheng killed Wen Yan conveniently, he would not throw him into the dung pit.

He bowed slightly and said: "I understand, the third prince is really a good means, today's matter is that our sisters don't understand the world, and I hope that the third prince doesn't think that women are short-sighted and don't understand the pattern." ”

Yuan Zheng didn't expect Song Yu to say this, let alone that Song Yu would think of more things in the first place.

The women in the Yue Nu Sword Sect don't seem to be simple.

Yuan Zheng nodded and said: "It's good that the misunderstanding is resolved, I hope to see you in the future, and after the girl comes out, we will compare again." ”

Song Yu hugged his fists and said: "Definitely, when the time comes, I will learn the sword moves of the third prince." ”

After solving this unexpected trouble, Yuan was relieved, and it was better than he imagined, at least leaving a good impression on the people in the Yue Nu Sword Sect.

I hope that this matter can be spread today, Yuan Zheng does not draw his sword, and defeats the senior disciples of the Yue Nu Sword Sect.

Whether it is the reputation of the rivers and lakes or the reputation of morality, Yuanzheng will rise to a higher level.

But sometimes, it's really good things that don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles.

After Song Yu left, Yuan Zheng exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, turned his head and smiled bitterly at Shan Rong and the others: "I also held my breath to defeat the other party in two moves, that girl's sword domain is very good, but it's a pity that it is a little bit worse." ”

Shan Rong said honestly: "Your sword is good, but your martial arts are even better." ”

Yuan Zheng smiled and didn't speak, sat on the chair, just had a hard fight, and quickly drank a few sips of chicken soup to make up for his body.

Who knows how many hard battles are ahead?