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But Han Houzhong completely ignored it, relying on the heaviness of the door panel, he directly resisted Xiangyang's offensive. As soon as Xiangyang's offensive was loosened, he began to chase and fight with fierce force, and his moves were even more disorderly, just pressing violently step by step.

But Xiang Yang was beaten left and right by this chaotic offensive, and he didn't dare to take it hard, and he was defeated and retreated.

Xiangyang Qi knotted, and his heart was extremely aggrieved, but he was helpless.

The first time he encountered such a style of play, he suffered a big loss in the first move, and the disparity in strength brought him oppression made him miserable.

I had the intention of distancing myself from Han Houzhong and using the sword technique from a distance, but I was bound by the gambling contract and had to give up.

"But if you keep going like this, you will lose sooner or later. Xiang Yang was even more anxious, but even more at a loss.

"This guy, isn't he a fool? Isn't he a stupid thing with inferior qualifications? Why is it so difficult to deal with all of a sudden?"

"If it goes on like this, who else will be his opponent in close combat?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Xiang Yang was angry and helpless, constantly dodging and dodging, but he annoyed Han Houzhong.

"You grandson, you scoundrel, what are you hiding? You have the ability to peek, but you can't stand to be beaten? You brute, eat me again!"

Xiang Yang was so angry that he almost vomited blood, this fool is still framing himself, when did Lao Tzu peek? Peek at your bottoms!

Xiang Yang looked at Xu Lin angrily, only to see Xu Lin sitting with his head down, his eyes squinted, his forehead with his hands, and he didn't even look at the scene in the field.

"Asleep? This guy actually fell asleep on this occasion?" he was shocked and annoyed, "He is so confident in Han Fool, does he take himself seriously?"

He was angry and ashamed, but he rejoiced.

Seeing that Han Houzhong didn't care about it, he shouted loudly in his mouth, held the big iron door with both hands, and slapped it at himself again.

"Stinky rascal, watch me shoot you to death!"

Xiang Yang trembled with anger, and with enough aura under his feet, he quickly flashed to the side and dodged the iron gate. His eyes didn't look at Han Houzhong, but he stared at Xu Lin without blinking, struggling for a while, his lips pursed, and his eyes suddenly froze.

Han Houzhong saw Xiang Yang dodging, and the door panel that was slapped down stopped in mid-air, and everything horizontally cut directly towards Xiang Yang's waist and abdomen.

But he didn't notice that on the ground two feet behind him, the severed tip of the sword suddenly trembled, and suddenly flew up, stabbing straight towards his right shoulder.

The onlookers were shocked and gasped.

Edgeworthiness!

Only monks with more than three layers of condensation qi can perform the sword art by relying on the aura to leave the body.

Some of the onlookers showed a touch of disdain, but more of them were in a lively state of mind, looking at Han Houzhong with a happy face.

Xiang Yang glanced at Xu Lin, who was still motionless, his face was overjoyed, and he quickly dodged Han Hou's cross-cut and swept to the side. looked at Han Houzhong, who was unaware of it and shouted unusually violently, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Bold!"

Everyone followed the prestige, but saw a woman in white jumping directly into the battle arena, her eyes wide with anger and murderous spirit.

"Senior Sister Luo?"

Everyone exclaimed, but they didn't have time to think about when she came, only to see her long sword unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and a white light flew directly towards the half-cut sword flying in the air, wanting to intercept the broken sword.

Seeing that white light catching up with the broken sword, everyone was dumbfounded, how fast it would take, how accurate it was, and how strong the prediction it needed to be to be able to do it to such an extent.

Senior Sister Luo is worthy of being Senior Sister Luo, and she is worthy of being the top ten existence of inner door swordsmanship!

And at this moment, the abrupt change resumed.

I saw a black thing flying up too, looking in that direction, it was also running towards the broken sword, but it was just a little bit off the mark, and it was unlikely to block the broken sword.

What's that?

Everyone was stunned, the speed was too fast to see.

But what kind of mess is this thing messing with? It's so bad, and you still want to save people?

Shame on you!

The outer disciples followed the trajectory of the thing and looked back, but they saw Xu Lin, who had already woken up, crossed Erlang's legs, and was extremely leisurely.

Everyone was disdainful, shameful!

If you don't have that ability, don't come out and play in the limelight.

Everyone spoke coldly and buried Xu Lin for a while.

At the same time that everyone saw Xu Lin, Luo Qing also saw Xu Lin. As soon as she saw Xu Lin, she didn't get angry.

She glared at Xu Lin with disdain, snorted coldly, rolled her eyes, and just wanted to turn her head, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Xu Lin's upturned right foot, and her face was stunned.

It turned out to be naked.

Naked?

Luo Qing frowned, and in the blink of an eye, he understood what the gray thing just now was.

She secretly sighed, reflexively trying to cover her mouth and nose.

And at this moment, there was an exclamation in my ears.

She stared at it, only to see that her long sword had hit the broken sword accurately, causing the broken sword to slow down and deviate from its original direction, so that it would no longer pose a threat to Han Houzhong.

This was exactly what she expected, but what happened in the next scene made her stunned and unbelievable.

I saw that the stinky shoes that had no accurate heads, under the premise that the broken sword changed direction, actually collided with the broken sword accurately, not only made the broken sword deviate from the original direction again, but also added a force to the broken sword, restoring the original speed, even faster than the original.

In an instant, the broken sword passed by Han Houzhong's right shoulder, and that castration turned out to be Xiang Yang, who had just dodged Han Houzhong's cross-cutting move.

At this time, Xiang Yang had just dodged Han Houzhong's fierce move, and before his body stabilized, he saw Luo Qing who rushed into the arena, and Xu Lin, who woke up.

His mind was instantly messed up, and he was a little overwhelmed.

I thought that I would secretly take a trick and not be discovered by Xu Lin, who was asleep, but I didn't expect that this trick not only woke up Xu Lin, but also alarmed the Rakshasa like female demon Senior Sister Luo.

In an instant, he thought of the gambling contract with Xu Lin, the fate of Liu Xian and Zhu Ming.

What frightened him even more was that Xu Lin and Han Houzhong had just slandered him - peeking at Senior Sister Luo taking a bath.

That woman dares to kill!

He was frightened, panicked, and wanted to cry without tears.

His mind went blank.

His face was covered in cold sweat.

At this moment, a white light suddenly flashed out from behind Han Houzhong.

He was shocked, and secretly cursed, sneak attack!

He moved under his feet, trying to dodge, but his body was unstable, so he forcibly dodged, his body just shook a little, and he fell to the ground with a bridge.

He exclaimed, trying to stop the fall.

But before he could react, a sharp pain suddenly came from his left shoulder, which hurt to the bone marrow.

"Ahh

He let out a terrible howl and fell to the ground. He grinned and looked over his left shoulder, only to see a severed sword stuck straight there, and the tip of the sword came out all over his body.

Blood gushed out, and in an instant the clothes were stained red.

This sword, so familiar, whose is it?

He was puzzled, frowned, and then understood.

This is clearly his own!

It's the sword that he just tricked up and used his aura to resist.

But how could this sword be stuck in one's body?

Xiang Yang didn't understand, and asked Cangtian speechlessly, how could this be?

He was in a cold sweat, his brows were furrowed, and when he looked up, he saw Han Houzhong, who was staring at the sword on his shoulder incredulously.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you have an extra sword? You want to harm yourself?" Han asked suspiciously, holding the door panel.

"Self-harm your sister! You idiot! Get out!" Xiang Yang scolded angrily, and after scolding, he began to bare his teeth and shout in pain.

"You bastard, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, you dare to scold me. ”

Han raised his heavy eyebrows and kicked him a few times towards his waist and abdomen.

Xiang Yang shrunk into a ball of pain, and his clothes were stained red with blood, like a cooked prawn.

Han Houzhong scolded a few more times, put the door panel on his shoulder, took a few big breaths, looked back at Xu Lin, didn't care about the unusually quiet square, and asked Xu Lin happily: "Master Xu, did I win?"

"Win and win," Xu Lin perfunctorily agreed, and continued, "Hurry up and come over and pick up my shoes and your senior sister's sword." ”

"Okay," Han Houzhong happily agreed, and as soon as the words fell, he became excited, "What are you talking about? Master Xu, what are you talking about? Senior Sister's sword? Senior Sister is here? Where is Senior Sister?"

Xu Lin's face darkened, he was speechless for a while, and raised his hand to point: "There, quickly pick up the shoes for me." ”

Han Houzhong didn't rush to care about Xu Lin's shoes, and turned his head to look in the direction Xu Lin pointed.

When he saw Luo Qing, he was overjoyed, and even left Xu Lin's words behind, and said, "Senior sister, you are also here, do you think I am amazing?" ”

"Xiangyang, this bastard stinky rascal, let me clean it up and help you get angry, am I very powerful?"

"I believe it won't be long before I can beat you, and I can protect you in the future. Do you say yes, senior sister, haha. ”

"Eh, senior sister?"

"Senior sister, I'm talking to you, why don't you speak?"

"Senior sister, senior sister?"

"What are you looking at?"

Han Houzhong shouted several times in succession, but Luo Qing didn't react, just looked at the ground in front of him in a daze.

He followed Luo Qing's gaze and saw a sword and a pair of shoes on the ground in front of him.

The shoe was still fastened to the tip of the sword.

"Senior Sister's sword and Master Xu's shoes, how are the two of them together?" Han Hou muttered in a low voice.

As soon as he looked up, he suddenly found that not only the senior sister was looking at the two of them in a daze, but also the disciples on the lookouts were also looking at the two of them in a daze.

"What's the situation?, what's so nice about a sword and a stinky shoe?" Han muttered heavily, looking at them again.

only to find that what they were looking at was not the very beautiful Luo Qing's sword, but the stinking and disgusting shoe.

Yesterday, it was his own shoe.

Han looked around hesitantly, not thinking about what was going on at all.

If you can't think clearly, you don't want to, this is the only solution for him when facing various difficult problems.

He scratched his head, put the door panel on the ground, picked up his sword and shoes, one in each hand, smiled, and walked towards Xu Lin.

It was only at this time that everyone withdrew their eyes, and one by one they amazed, sighed, and reminisced.

What an amazing shoe!

They judged and discussed with each other, not remembering that they had been counting and ridiculing Xu Lin and Han Hou just now, and completely regarded Xu Lin as a master who could go hand in hand with Senior Sister Luo.

But in a blink of an eye, they saw Xu Lin, who was holding Erlang's legs and had no master's demeanor, covering his mouth and nose with one hand, pinching his shoes with disgust, and putting them on his feet indiscriminately.

They were stunned, stunned, speechless, and incredulous.

What kind of person is this!

the master of brewing!