"Senior sister, don't be impatient."

Geng Wanzhong, the middle-aged man at the head, seemed to glance at Hua Wanzi in warning.

The Wind and Fire Divine Dragon Feng Wanli and the son of the head of the family, Qi Han Northwest Bai Wan, are both top-notch and first-class, and the two are collectively known as the Snow Mountain Shuangjie. Bai Wanjian has been married for many years, but Feng Wanli has been single because of his diligent cultivation of martial arts.

Because of the good maintenance, many female disciples in the door are admired, and Hua Wanzi is one of them.

was even bold enough to plead with the head, if it weren't for the help of the head's wife Shi Xiaocui, I was afraid that I would have to end up with a broken arm.

Geng Wanzhong stepped forward and said, "I'm here for an object!" I wonder if it has fallen into the hands of the owner of the stone farm? ”

"This ......"

Shi Qing was a little embarrassed.

Although Hua Wanzi is disrespectful, his friendship with the Snow Mountain Sect is here, so it is inconvenient to lie.

But Fang Cheng is the grace of the dripping sword, and it is not appropriate to tell the truth.

"The owner of the village doesn't have to be embarrassed, just a few Snow Mountain disciples are counted!" Dongfang Yi shook his fan, not caring.

"Oriental friends, the Snow Mountain Sect is far away from Tibet, and the reputation of the rivers and lakes is not obvious. But its head, Mr. Weide, has already been promoted to the top of the first-class, and he has been in retreat all these years, trying to get through the second line of Ren Du and break through the top. In Tibet, the power is extremely great and should not be underestimated. Shi Qing explained.

"It doesn't matter."

Dongfang Yi still didn't care much.

Compared to the Divine Sect Liu Huang, a first-class peak far away in the border wilderness is really nothing. If you can't beat it, it's a big deal to hide.

Shi Qing was helpless, turned around and said: "Just now, my wife and I lost the bet, and this thing is now in the hands of Dongfang Xiaoyou." The friends of the Snow Mountain Sect have lived in Tibet for a long time, and I am afraid that they still don't know the name of the Dongfang Xiaoyou.

Three months ago, he had suppressed Wan Zhenshan, the first-class martial artist of the Wuyun Society, in public, and he even killed the owner of the Golden Sword Village with one sword. The lord of Anzhai is a first-class martial artist, who has been in Henan for many years, and you should have heard of his reputation. ”

Hua Wanzi sneered: "Qi! It's better to meet than to be really famous, and the level of the owner's big words is probably higher than martial arts! ”

She also knows a thing or two about the name of the dripping sword.

Although he defeated the president of the Five Clouds Society by chance, his strength was stronger than the average second-rate peak.

One move to kill the Golden Sword Village An Fengtian?!

Huashan Sword Saint Feng Qingyang didn't dare to say such wild words!

"Shut up! The owner is not a man of his own words! ”

Geng Wanzhong hurriedly interrupted, for fear that Hua Wanzi would accidentally talk too much and say something that shouldn't be said.

He hugged his fist at Shi Qing: "In this case, today I think that the virtuous couple will not interfere in the dispute between us and the dripping sword." ”

He is also unbelieving.

It's just that Shi Qing doesn't want to offend his Snow Mountain Sect, but also wants to protect the Dripping Sword.

Shi Qing also wanted to explain, but Min Rou stepped forward and grabbed his hand: "The foolish couple has told each other in advance, and all the friends of the Snow Mountain Sect are invited to take care of themselves." ”

This matter is too unbelievable, and it is related to the Xuantie Order, empathy, even if they are the couple, they will never retreat, and they must weigh the strength of the Dripping Sword first.

"Dripping Sword, you come down, let's try it according to the rules of the rivers and lakes. If you win, I'll turn around and leave, and I'll never stay longer. But if you lose, please leave the Xuantie Order. ”

Geng Wanzhong stepped forward to fight, but his left hand was behind his back to make gestures.

Dongfang Yiren is on the second floor, if they want to run, even if they are riding horses, it is difficult to leave people behind.

Later, as long as Dongfang Yi is deceived, everyone doesn't need to care about the rules of the rivers and lakes, they all draw their swords and greet them, and be sure to leave the Xuantie Order.

The Snow Mountain faction everyone understood, and pressed their swords with their right hands one by one.

"A bunch of villains are also worthy of challenging my son-in-law! Eat you to grandpa a palm. ”

Their small movements naturally couldn't hide from Xiang Daxiong, who was hiding in the crowd.

With a roar, he rushed towards the Snow Mountain Sect like a heavy tank.

He had never heard of the name of the Snow Mountain Sect, and he could see that the strength of the people was low, and the strongest Geng Wanzhong had only reached the peak of the second rate.

This time, it was time for him to be in the limelight.

"Where did you come from?"

A plan was interrupted, Hua Wanzi was unforgivable, and drew his sword and stabbed directly.

"Fluffy girls, let's go home and embroider."

The earthy yellow internal force was erected on the right palm of the big bear, and the sword was held, and then the force was exerted, and the iron sword was twisted into a twist, and the left palm was struck out.

Hua Wanzi was shocked, and he didn't have time to change his moves, so he had to use enough internal strength, and he also hit it with one palm.

The air around him seemed to drop by 10 degrees in an instant.

She made the secret ice spirit palm of the Snow Mountain Sect, and the person in the palm was cold, and he had to wear a cotton jacket on dog days.

Click!

It's a pity that her internal cultivation is not high, her palm power is limited, and Xiang Daxiong's natural divine power is added.

Under the touch, the arm was suddenly broken, if she hadn't been alert and jumped up, I was afraid that she would have to be seriously injured and died with one move.

She ran away, and the horse that sat down was not so lucky, and with a bang, the horse's belly was directly pierced, and blood rained down.

"Thief!"

Seeing this, the other disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect angrily drew their long swords one by one.

However, it was useless, Xiang Daxiong just tilted his head, let the five swords fall, pierced his clothes, and then quickly blasted out his palms.

Smack!

Two more Snow Mountain disciples screamed and flew upside down.

Just as he was about to make persistent efforts to deal with the remaining three disciples.

Geng Wanzhong finally reacted and drew his sword and slashed.

This move is the old branch in the snow mountain swordsmanship. The snow mountain swordsmanship is known for its lightness, but this style is very powerful, and the tip of the sword is long and long.

Xiang Daxiong didn't dare to be careless, and slapped the sword body sideways.

Bang Bang Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for more than ten rounds.

Xiang Daxiong made a strong palm, combined with his divine power, and really exerted twelve layers of power.

Geng Wanzhong was beaten and retreated one after another.

Second-rate martial artists have limited internal strength, and the external loss is large, so they cannot be used several times.

If you don't let it out, you can't hurt the bear at all.

Seeing this, the remaining three disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect hurriedly joined the battle with their swords.

It's a pity that their strength is too weak, and they can't break the Thirteen Taibao Iron Cloth Shirts of the Consummation Realm at all.

On the contrary, because there were many people and the cooperation between them was not good enough, Xiang Daxiong seized the opportunity and injured two people one after another.

Even Geng Wanzhong, in order to save the life of the last disciple of the Snow Mountain, had to take a hard slap at the big bear, snorted, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he was about to be defeated.

Then!

A loud shout came from the corner of the street: "Who hurt my Snow Mountain disciple?!" ”

A white robe jumped over a few feet in the blink of an eye, and the six-foot cold palm was suddenly printed.

It's also Ice Palm!

But the power is a hundred times higher than that of Hua Wanzi!

Everywhere the cold palm passes, the cold wind is raging, and the ice and snowflakes can be faintly seen.

"Beware!"

Qu Sanyang jumped out of the crowd and waved a seven-foot long whip to stop Han's palm.

Click!

Theoretically, the long whip is soft, the most suitable for unloading, and blocking a breath is not a problem.

But this palm print was really cold, and as soon as the long whip came into contact, it was frozen into ice, and then it broke inch by inch.

After this resistance, Xiang Daxiong also reacted, and waved his palm to block while turning sideways.

Rumble!

The strength of the bear's paw is also strong, so it is said that it is not a problem to block it and take the opportunity to get out.

But this ice spirit palm contains a very strong cold palm power, and before it touched, Xiang Daxiong vaguely felt that his body was stiff, and he involuntarily slowed down, and then the whole person was slapped by the cold palm, flew upside down into the teahouse, and smashed a bunch of tables and chairs.