Peng Yue said indifferently: "Since Miss Feng Fei insists on doing so, Peng Yue naturally doesn't dare to stop it. If Miss Feng Fei had any difficulties in Linzi, Peng Yue would sacrifice her life and rush over immediately. ”

He turned his head and said to Tian Bule: "You are very powerful! Can you play again?"

Tian Bule was shocked, Peng Yue is really a madman, a master of tricks, he will win or lose in a fraction of a moment, and life and death are unpredictable. He seemed to be understating, and he had already injured him with all his strength just now. This man's courage is evident.

Tian Bule knew that this battle was inevitable, so he shouted loudly and said, "Okay!"

Tian Bule took a step forward suddenly, and Peng Yue stared at him with a pair of tiger eyes, looking calm and relaxed.

Everyone around them stepped back, leaving the battlefield for the two of them. The river pirates and Qi soldiers also looked towards the boat, staring at the two in the wind and rain. Tian Bule swept his eyes around, and said in his heart, it seems that this battle is really only allowed to win and not lose, otherwise his prestige will plummet. If he is defeated, not only will the people on the ship lose their trust in him, but they may also be thrown off the ship. Who would have thought that the day before entering Linzi City, there would be such a bad star. It's a pity that his Dragon Yin Sword and Emperor Sword are both in the cabin and can't be retrieved.

The rain raged like a waterfall on the earth and the ship, engulfing the heavens and the earth alternately with light and darkness, blinding the eyes when they were shining, and no one on the other side in the darkness, only the deafening and terrible thunderclap and the noise of the storm. Peng Yue's body gradually blurred, as if it merged with the rain, and even his breath disappeared.

"Haha!"

Tian Bule laughed, and the wind and rain poured into his mouth, and his body suddenly retreated. An iron rod suddenly reached out of the darkness and struck where he had been standing. As soon as the blow missed, the iron rod disappeared instantly. Tian Bule frowned, Peng Yue was able to hide his tracks with the help of rain, no wonder he fought all over the world in the water. He suddenly shook his body and took off his shirt, revealing his lean upper body.

A sharp energy struck from the upper left like an invisible arrow, Tian Bule didn't look at it, his heart turned at will, his body did as he wanted, and the coat in his hand rolled towards the iron rod.

The soaking wet coat and the iron rod collided together, and the coat containing true qi slammed into the iron rod like an iron wall. This move was really unexpected by Peng Yue, he could no longer maintain the figure that had been hidden, and forced Tian Bule to be in the battle circle.

Tian Bule's entire right arm also shook him numbly, and he secretly screamed. The madness rolled from the back again, Tian Bule didn't need to look back, knowing that the attacker was Peng Yue, who was actually attacking the horse, haha laughed, shook his coat with both hands, and the coat in his hand suddenly formed a cloth stick. The cloth stick infused with true qi is comparable to steel, and it is soft and hard, which has the magic of being unguardable.

Tian Bule's hands and body leaned back, the cloth stick in his hand stabbed backwards, the wind and rain rolled up, and the tornado hit Peng Yue's chest in the air, and laughed: "Brother Peng, how about looking at my trick of dressing into a stick?"

Peng Yuena wanted to get that he had such a powerful trick, and even misjudged the strange characteristics of the cloth stick, the iron rod rung. "Peng"!

Raindrops fly.

Tian Bule was shocked, and the cloth stick took the opportunity to stir towards the iron bar. The iron rod and the cloth stick were intertwined, and the two of them used their strength at the same time, but they couldn't shake each other. At this time, no one dared to retreat, so they could only desperately infuse the true yuan into their weapons. The original competition of moves has become a fight of pure internal strength.

Drink!

Tian Bule shouted violently, and the cloth stick in his hand turned into pieces of cloth. Peng Yue took the opportunity to retreat and was out of his attack range. Peng Yue jumped up, came to the railing, and laughed: "This time, I have the power of the weapon, and I have the opportunity to come and learn Deacon Shen's tricks again." With that, he disappeared into the darkness.

The bandits in the river also disappeared all at once.

Qi Bing let out a shout of victory, and by this time everyone had already regarded him as a savior. Who would have thought that the guards of a song and dance troupe would be able to repel Peng Yue, the dragon who crossed the river and dominated the water.

As soon as Tian Bule returned to the cabin, he was immediately surrounded by the women on the ship. Some of them shouted at him, and some helped to check the wound while taking the opportunity to touch the muscles of his upper body with their hands. Tian Bule couldn't cry or laugh, these women were rubbing oil at this time.

Fortunately, Feng Fei came over at this time, and the girls stopped.

Xiao Ping'er crossed her hands on her hips and said, "If you still don't get out of the way, will you let Deacon Shen stand here shirtless all night?"

Look at her, she looks like a tigress. The women walked away. Tian Bule felt a little relaxed at this time, it was the first time he was surrounded by so many women.

Feng Fei walked up to him, looked at his bronzed perfect male body, her face turned red, she took a coat from Xiao Ping'er's hand and handed it to him. Tian Bule took it and wore it on his body, and the size turned out to be very appropriate. This is a blue and white samurai uniform, but the materials are very particular, and the edges of the samurai uniform are tied with gold silk threads very well.

Feng Fei's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, "Deacon Shen's figure matches this dress very well." ”

Tian Bule arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Miss." ”

Feng Fei smiled and said, "Deacon Shen is the wrong person." This dress was made for you by Xiaopinger. ”

Tian Bule looked at Xiao Ping'er, Xiao Ping'er's face turned red, gave him a bold and charming look, and then lowered his head.

Feng Fei approached him and said, "I, Feng Fei, really didn't misunderstand Deacon Shen. She then sighed and said, "I really hope I can meet you sooner, so that Feng Fei doesn't have to be so entangled." ”

Tian Bule's heart was shocked, could it be that Feng Fei had a love for herself? And between herself and her lover, she felt that she couldn't choose.

As soon as he returned to his bedroom, the bedroom door slammed. As soon as Tian Bule opened the door, a warm and warm jade body threw himself into his arms, and he already knew who this woman was.

Xiao Ping'er hugged his body tightly like a drowning person, and her lips automatically found Tian Bule's lips and pasted them. Tian Bule hugged Xiao Ping'er with both hands, and his lips bit her red lips. His big hands were wrapped around Xiao Ping'er's plump and elastic buttocks wrapped in a skirt. That kind of heart-warming masculine atmosphere made Xiao Ping'er's body soften a little, looking at Xiao Ping'er's appearance, Tian Bule couldn't help but exert himself lightly, only to hear Xiao Ping'er's muttering, and a body fell softly into his arms.

Tian Bule took the opportunity to open his big mouth, stretched out his tongue, and stretched out his mouth to Xiao Ping'er's long-awaited mouth, stirring inside. Xiao Ping'er also stuck out her tongue and mingled with him. While entwining with Tian Bule's tongue, she conveyed her own fragrance to him. Tian Bule swallowed Xiao Ping'er's fragrance into his stomach as if he had met a twenty spring, and then Tian Bule stretched out his hand, hugged Xiao Ping'er's waist tightly, and hugged her tightly in his arms