"Xin Yi?" Qi Mu's gaze retracted from the beautiful maid, looked at Xin Yi who was standing at the door, and said, "It's you who injured the leg of one of my soldiers, I won't kill you today, it's enough to break your two legs and a pair of arms." ”

When the words fell, a grim aura made the onlookers shudder, and the pedestrians on the road were afraid of Qi Mu's name, and slipped away early, only someone in Zhao Nanxuan carefully stretched his neck to check.

"The fourth floor of the martial arts - over the mountain realm." A tall martial artist with an iron ring on his fist walked out from behind the frame and stopped directly in front of Xin Yi: "On the orders of the little prince, I will abolish you." ”

Qi Mu looked at the tense situation, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, and said: "I heard that the hostess of Zhao Nanxuan is only thirty years old, and she is still rich, and she is fat and thin. Many diners here have come here, and after today, I will give you this woman. ”

"Thank you for the gift of the little prince." The Iron Fist Warrior turned around and bowed his head to Qi Mu, his eyes skimmed over the beautiful maid on one side, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and didn't dare to stop at all.

A few days ago, there was a martial artist who went over the mountain realm and became greedy for the beautiful maid, and was slaughtered by the little prince and fed to the dog. The lesson from the past was like this, and he didn't even dare to take a second look.

Xin Yi was angry and sank into the dantian, his fist was on the defensive, and the qi in his body was running the internal strength method that Chu Chu taught last night. The prince and the others haven't come back yet, and I will definitely take good care of Nanxuan for them.

Some diners in the building shook their heads and sighed.

"The martial artists on the third floor and the third floor are worlds apart, and Xin Yi is afraid that he will not be able to escape."

"Who says it's not, the difference between the first floor of the martial arts is already like a moat, but now it is separated by a big realm."

"On weekdays, I see that this Xin Yi is kind and enthusiastic, but now he is in the hands of Qi Mu, which makes people feel sorry."

"Speaking of the son, it's been a while, why hasn't the son of the world come forward?"

……

The Iron Fist Martial Artist stepped forward, and an iron fist went straight towards Xin Yi's door, and the fist had the power to climb the mountain, and the sound of a strong wind sounded.

"It's good to come." Xin Yi's right foot retreated, and his right fist exerted three points to explore the reality of the power of the iron fist.

The two fists met, Xin Yi was almost powerless to parry, and when the left fist of the Iron Fist Martial Artist followed, two heavy blows hit Xin Yi firmly, causing him to take three steps back and almost trip over the threshold behind him.

The cultivation of the mountain realm is the strength of the whole body, and the musculoskeletal body is enough to burst out of thousands of catties of strength with the blessing of internal strength, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a force to pull out the mountain.

"It's a good and arrogant fist, and he simply has the exercises taught by Lord Chu." Xin Yi's body surface glowed with golden streamers, and the fist marks on his chest that had been dented recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The internal strength exercise has played an immeasurable role at this moment, and the internal organs have not been injured by the fist, and the external injuries are also recovering rapidly.

The Iron Fist Martial Man frowned slightly, and thought: What a pure vajra body, it is even more profound than what I cultivated back then. However, it is only in the King Kong Realm, no matter how strong it is, it is just a big sandbag.

"Here, take another punch from me, and show me your limits as a Vajra martial artist." The fist is like thunder, the iron fist martial artist is approaching Xin Yi again, he will not give the opponent a chance to breathe and recover, the fist wind is in a flash, Xin Yi's right palm is pushed out, and it actually shook the iron fist that has the strength of the mountain.

"Hehe, it's just like that." Xin Yi's body was glowing red, and the blood under his skin was flowing faster, giving him more than twice as much strength, which was a little worse than going over the mountain, but more than parrying.

With an arc of his palm, Xin Yi pushed the iron fist martial artist away with a skillful force, and picked it up with a strong step, stabilizing the center of gravity again. Subsequently, Xin Yi took the initiative to attack, his fists and feet were as swift as lightning, and he whipped at the Iron Fist Wufu like a thunderbolt. With the blessing of the internal strength and mental method, in terms of speed, Xin Yi has already surpassed it.

The two of them fought together, and whenever there was a crisis, Xin Yi was able to dodge the fatal fist of the Iron Fist Warrior with his quick reaction. Then taking advantage of the gap of the opponent's shot, Xin Yi made one move after another, although he could not hurt the Iron Fist martial artist, but he was able to interrupt the operation of the opponent's qi machine. You come and go, and the battle between the two is at a stalemate.

"How is it possible, this Xin Yi can fight for dozens of rounds without losing the wind by relying on the martial arts of the King Kong body across the great realm and the martial arts of the mountain realm!"

"Could it be that Xin Yi is a martial arts wizard who has not been encountered in a hundred years, otherwise how can you explain it?"

"Do you see the red light on Xin Yi's body surface, according to my estimate, it may be a special secret technique."

Many businessmen exchanged heads and were shocked by the scene in front of them. And a few careful businessmen found something strange, Qi Mu had been making trouble for a quarter of an hour, but he had not seen the prince come forward, and even Liu Danyang of Zhao Nanxuan was nowhere to be seen. The attentive businessmen asked their subordinates to pack their bags, and one accidentally planned to run away from the back door.

In the compartment on the third floor, Wei Ying quietly pushed open the bamboo window, looking at the two people fighting fiercely below, and when it fell on Qi Mu, panic flashed in her eyes.

Now, now, even the maidservants around her are so shameless...... Wei Ying was on a high place, and she had an unobstructed view of the scenery under the beautiful maid's clothes. In her thoughts, her eyes filled with sorrow, and she looked to the north. Lu Xing is not in Zhao Nanxuan, she knows.

Qi Mu was a little impatient, just a martial artist in the King Kong Realm, and his subordinates couldn't take it for a long time. After snorting coldly, he tightened the hand that was playing with Mei Wanhao's wrist a little, and the sharp nails left red marks on the jade-like skin.

"You go and help him, don't waste time and make people laugh."

As Qi Mu spoke, a rather short martial artist stepped out of the frame, his palms as black and powerful as an eagle's, and his ten fingertips as sharp as eagle claws.

With a quick step, Takeo the Short quickly joined the battle. Xin Yi frowned, and at the cost of being hit in the right shoulder by an iron fist, he spared a moment of kung fu to make a move with the dwarf martial artist. The elf Takeo's talons were extremely insidious, tearing through Xin Yi's vajra body, leaving blood marks on his arms.

The two of them attacked one after the other, and attacked Xin Yi at the same time. Fighting the weak with the strong and fighting less with more is the norm in the rivers and lakes.

Xin Yi didn't change his complexion, his blood boiled, and the whole person was as red as a hot stove. The boxing method is wide open and closed, with one enemy and two, and even occupies a little upper point.

"The martial arts of good life and arrogance, the greater the realm, the more one enemy and the other, even if you look at the world, it is unheard of."

"Fortunately, it's a street battle, and I can't move the sword soldiers, otherwise in the battle of long weapons, Xin Yi is afraid that he will be defeated soon."

"Seeing you today, it's worth the trip to Jiacheng. After today, the name of Xin Yi is afraid that it will resound throughout the rivers and lakes. ”

The onlookers in Zhaonanxuan sighed, if it weren't for the Qi Mu pressure outside the building, they couldn't wait to applaud Xin Yi.

The three of them made a move, and Xin Yi was in danger several times. His face was flushed, he was aggrieved, it was a cross-border fight, and now it was another fight, one with an iron ring and the other with an eagle claw on the other side, these small nights are really inappropriate.

In the flash of light, everyone could not see what was happening, Xin Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood, took more than ten steps backwards, and fell on the threshold.

And on his chest, a sharp dagger was stuck straight into it, and the blood that spurted out was still splashed on the talons of the dwarf warrior.

"Despicable!" Xin Yi gritted his teeth and pulled out the dagger, and the muscles of his body tried to stop the outpouring blood. And his complexion quickly turned pale, and his strength also dissipated with the cessation of internal strength.

The short martial artist and the iron fist martial artist took advantage of the victory to pursue, and after a few blows, they punched to the flesh, intending to completely abolish Xin Yi.

The short martial man's right hand clasped Xin Yi's wrist, and the sharp eagle claws flashed with streamers, wanting to completely break the muscles and bones of Xin Yi's hands and feet.

Everyone in the building couldn't bear it, but they were just business travelers, and they could only watch it, and they didn't dare to provoke the little prince Qi Mu.

Xin Yi has become a wasted person, and it seems that he has become a settler!

"Stop!" A crisp voice sounded, and a masked woman in a purple dress walked out of Nanxuan's door.

Wei Ying pushed away the short martial artist with one palm, although there was no strength, but the short martial artist was the closest, just Wei Ying's pair of apricot eyes exposed outside were like hooking the short martial artist and couldn't come back to his senses, she pushed the short martial artist away with very little force.

Wei Ying trembled and helped Xin Yi back to Zhao Nanxuan, let the guys on the side take care of him, and then stood alone in front of the gate, she was scared in her heart, but at this moment, Lu Xing and they were not in Zhao Nanxuan, and only she could stand up.

There is a poem in the ancient books, with the face of this prosperous age, it is very beautiful: there is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent.

Qi Mu thought that Lu Xing would come out, but when he raised his eyes, his gaze completely stopped, and he swept over Wei Ying's figure like gluttony, and his eyes peeked at the scenery under the purple dress. A strong impulse made Qi Mu want to rush forward and take off Wei Ying's veil.

"Who are you? Lu Xing, if you are afraid to say it bluntly, why bother to let a woman come to suffer. Qi Mu's eyes flashed with playfulness, and he couldn't imagine that Xiao Jiacheng actually hid two beauties with national beauty and fragrance.

"Little woman Wei Ying, I don't know where Lu Gongzi offended you? The little woman is willing to make amends to the little prince. Wei Yingbei bit her lower lip, as if she was very uncomfortable with the greedy gaze of Qi Mu and the others.

Qi Mu looked back at the beautiful maid on the side, he was quite curious, what would it be like if two beautiful and beautiful women met frankly in front of the same bed?

"Within ten breaths, Lu Xing will not appear. You come with me, I won't kill everyone in Nanxuan. How is it? ”

Wei Ying trembled, if it really fell into Qi Mu's hands, looking at the beautiful maid beside him, Wei Ying could imagine his miserable situation in the future.

"The little prince said with a smile, Lu Gongzi was in the wind and rain last night, and he was changing his clothes, if the little prince has this Yaxing, he might as well wait for a little more tea." Fortunately, there was a veil in the way, so Wei Ying hid the panic on her face and said calmly.

The voice was clear, like a big stone sinking to the bottom of the sea, which reassured everyone in Zhao Nanxuan.

Wei Ying responded to Qi Mu's gaze, her waist was straight, since she had to delay time for Lu Xing, she couldn't embarrass him.

Change? Qi Mu's brows furrowed, and his eyes stared at Wei Ying, as if he wanted to see some flaws in her face.

"I don't believe it, come here, take Wei Ying down!" Late will change, since Lu Xing may not be in Zhao Nanxuan, there is such a beauty "throwing herself into her arms" at this moment, how can Qi Mu miss the opportunity.

The short martial artist and the iron fist martial artist were ordered, and they all stepped forward to put Wei Ying back on the frame, one left and one right.

The two stepped forward, but before they touched Wei Ying's body, after seeing a figure, they didn't have the courage to go further.

"Who should I be, dare to touch the maid of this world!"

Dressed in white and wearing a jade belt around his waist, Lu Xing walked out of the gate of Zhao Nanxuan, and with a shout, he frightened away the two martial artists who stepped forward.

Lu walked in front of Qi Mu, his figure was an inch taller than Qi Mu, his eyes flashed with contempt, and he smiled lightly: "It's your beautiful maid, you look good." It's exquisite, and I like it very much—"