Chapter 130: Little Fan Girl
But what he didn't expect was that Cheng Yingsu reacted extremely quickly, and as soon as he saw him make a move, he immediately turned around and got out of the way, took a step forward, and reached his side in the blink of an eye.
Although I was surprised by her reaction, I also knew one thing, that is, she didn't even use thirty percent of her strength, otherwise it would be impossible to change her body so easily.
"Empty-handed to my Linghua Sword, Ye Feifei, you are too big, right? You are handsome, you can't use it as a weapon, and I won't show mercy to your subordinates just because you are handsome!"
Cheng Yingsu made another move.
Ye Feifei smiled, this woman's thinking is really strange!
This time he didn't dodge, until the tip of Cheng Yingsu's sword was only two inches away from his chest, and then he moved lightly and patted her sword.
Cheng Yingsu didn't expect him to dare to touch her sword with his palm, and after a little hesitation, the sword suddenly became heavier than a thousand catties, his body tilted forward, and he snatched two steps and crashed into Ye Feifei's arms.
Ye Feifei held her up, and gently pushed her on her back without a trace, Cheng Yingsu ran forward two steps again, barely standing.
"How can it be!"
Cheng Yingsu's complexion changed greatly, his apricot eyes widened, and he twisted his sword and stabbed again.
This time she used at least eighty percent of her strength.
The sword aura was overflowing, and it was cold and piercing.
Ye Feifei repeated his old technique, leaning sideways to the side as her sword edge approached, and slapped a palm on her wrist.
This time it wasn't as lucky as the first time, when the sword fell to the ground.
Cheng Yingsu staggered forward and crashed into his arms again.
There was another soft force on his back, and Cheng Yingsu rushed forward uncontrollably for a few steps before barely standing firm.
Unlike before, she no longer has a weapon in her hand.
Ye Feifei picked up the sword and handed it to her, "Girl, you are not my opponent. ”
"That's because the armor is too heavy!" Cheng Yingsu took the sword and said angrily.
Well...... It seems to make sense, this outfit is really not suitable for her.
But...... How could he have time to compare this with her?
"General Cheng, what's wrong with you?" his gaze fell on Cheng Feng, who had a solemn face.
"Su'er, don't come back soon!" Cheng Feng had a faint trace of worry between his eyebrows.
"I don't!"
Cheng Ying quickly untied the armor on his body, threw it aside one by one, revealing a beautiful figure in green clothes, and said to Ye Feifei with his sword in his hand, "Ye Feifei, if you can take my sword again this time, I will obey you!"
"Listen to your father, go back!"
Ye Feifei really didn't bother to continue wasting time with her.
"You look down on me?!" Cheng Yingsu's eyes widened, and she was really angry.
"No......" He just thought that it wasn't what you thought, and Cheng Yingsu had already turned into a whirlwind and pounced.
If the first two times were just temptations, then this time she really had to fight hard.
Ye Feifei didn't dare to slack off, and dealt with it with all his heart.
After the two battles, he already knew Cheng Yingsu's methods, although the speed was fast enough and the sword qi was strong enough, but if he wanted to beat him, he was still far behind.
However, Cheng Yingsu, who took off his armor, returned to his daughter's body, and all his methods were useless.
You can't use grappling on a girl, can you?
So, all he could do was dodge.
Cheng Yingsu was so smart, he quickly saw his concerns, he was overjoyed, and he made a more reckless and bold move, but later he simply attacked but couldn't defend.
Ye Feifei really has a hard time.
He had imagined countless scenes of confrontation and bitter battles with strong enemies, but he had never thought about how to wink with a woman
Cheng Yingsu fought faster and faster, and the more excited she became, a sword was danced by her, but ...... In any case, you can't touch the other party in the slightest!
Ye Feifei was anxious.
If this fight continues, when will it end?
Don't go too far!
When Cheng Yingsu's sword swirled towards his left shoulder, he quickly reached out his right hand and grabbed her left shoulder.
Cheng Yingsu, who decided that he didn't dare to touch his body, saw that he suddenly made a move, and it seemed to be running towards his left chest, he was taken aback and hurriedly retreated.
But every sword she used was with all her might, how could it be so easy to withdraw halfway at this time?
In desperation, he had to turn to the left side and fall heavily to the ground.
However, from a third person's point of view, it was like being knocked down by him with a palm.
"Su'er!" Cheng Feng was startled, and was about to rush forward, when he suddenly saw a white shadow flying overhead, and a coquettish voice came, "Don't hurt my sister!"
"Fei'er is back!" Cheng Feng's expression changed and he shouted.
The white shadow was accompanied by a fragrant wind, and the dignified sword qi went straight to the front door.
Ye Feifei looked at it, it was a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows, a face like peach blossoms, and a pair of big eyes that were shining, extremely cute.
"Fei'er dodge!" Cheng Yingsu jumped up, picked up the sword and rushed up.
Ye Feifei took a few steps back, and when the girl's sword momentum weakened, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her sword wrist, turned around and took her into his arms, and the tip of the sword turned over and opened the sword stabbed by Cheng Yingsu.
Cheng Yingsu was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed, "Let go of my sister!" raised his sword and stabbed again.
Ye Feifei had to pull the girl in his arms to meet him again.
"Give me your sword!"
Ye Feifei wanted her to let go.
"I don't!"
The girl resolutely refused.
So, Ye Feifei took a person and played with Cheng Yingsu.
Cheng Yingsu saw that he had always held his sister hostage and refused to let go, his heart was on fire, and he became more and more impatient, and the sword rained down.
"Dad, I'm going to save my sister!" a heroic young man came to Cheng Fengma.
Cheng Feng waved his hand, "No, your sister is fine." ”
The young man looked at it for a while and said in surprise, "Dad, did he really kill Lu Yuan and his men? I don't think he looks like a murderer." ”
Cheng Feng said, "I can't see through it for the time being, Yingjie, tell your subordinates that no one is allowed to move without my order." ”
"Yes!" Cheng Yingjie bowed and retreated.
After looking at it for a while, a strange smile appeared on Cheng Feng's face.
"Fei'er, are you crazy, help him deal with me?" Cheng Yingsu stabbed the air with another sword, and shouted angrily.
She could see clearly, her sister seemed to be under the control of others, although her wrist was in the hands of others, but it was her own hand that wielded the sword! Looking at her shy and reluctant appearance, she was snuggled in the arms of others, and she was so sweet that she died......
"Forget it! Don't fight!" Cheng Yingsu threw away his sword and looked at Ye Feifei angrily.
"Don't fight?" Ye Feifei retracted his sword momentum and let go of the hand of the girl in his arms.
"Cheng Yingfei, aren't you coming over?" Cheng Yingsu looked at her sister who was stupidly leaning on Ye Feifei's arms and shouted angrily.
"Huh, sister...... He...... He...... Don't let me go!" Cheng Yingfei blushed like a red apple.
"Ye Feifei, retreat!" Cheng Yingsu saw that he couldn't call his sister, and said to Ye Feifei.