The two sword qi confronted each other, and the magnolia flowers that bloomed all year round in Liuyun City were swept by the sword qi, shattered into pieces, and scattered in the air, filling the city with fragrance.

Sang Luo stood in the air, and 'Tingting' leaned towards Pei Jingxing pretending to be weak, with a scared expression,

"Brother Jingxing, this sister is so fierce."

Pei Jingxing listened to the slight protrusion of the green tendons in the corner of his forehead, and said angrily,

"Are you fucking stupid?!"

Although he is Dan Xiu, he also recognizes the moves of various factions.

What this thing used just now is obviously the swordsmanship of the Kunwu Sword Sect!

Sang Luo sneered lightly, gritted his teeth and roared,

"Zhang Jianting, you are so shameless!"

'Tingting' stiffened her back when she heard the name Sang Luo call.

But he still wants to pretend, a pair of beautiful eyes of the boss, a pretentious face, pretending to be dazed,

"Who is Zhang Jianting? I'm clearly a Taoist! Why do you scold me so much?! ”

Sang Luo clenched the sword in his hand and sneered,

"It seems that it is not the first time that someone from another sect has pretended to be so skilled."

'Tingting' suddenly felt bad when she heard it, and quietly began to retreat, and while retreating, she didn't forget to confront Sang Luo, and her voice was as tactful as a yellow warbler.

"What do you mean?"

Sang Luo looked at the 1.85-meter-old beauty in front of him and sneered,

"What you used just now was the sword technique of the Kunwu Sword Sect, and it was the sword technique of the disciples who passed it on, and Lu Changsheng of the Kunwu Sword Sect and Chang Man fought each other when they went to the Xuanyuan Sect to rub the secret realm some time ago, and in the end, only Lin Qinghan, who ranked first, and Zhang Jianting, who was the third-to-last, were left!"

"Lin Qinghan is the master of the Immortal Sword, born with a sword bone, and has been in retreat in the Hantan of the Kunwu Sword Sect all the year round, so naturally he can't do anything to pretend to be a woman outside to cheat money and sex, and pretend to be someone else's identity!"

Sang Luo said, his eyes swept over the yellow-shirted girl who was standing with Song Qingyun not far away,

"I guess, you are Zhang Jianting, and this girl is the little junior sister of the Kunwu Sword Sect, Su Shiyi!"

Sang Luoquan guessed correctly.

This Tingting girl is a women's clothing boss.

Pei Jingxing was so disgusted that he almost didn't vomit,

"I knew that none of your Kunwu Sword Sect had any good things!"

Sure enough, it is the poor sword cultivator who has the most treacherous schemes!

As if thinking of something, Pei Jingxing lay on the side and vomited even more!

Zhang Jianting blinked and patted him on the back very intimately,

"As for it, spit like this?"

Pei Jingxing, because of physiological reasons, vomited like a little white flower that had been ravaged, his handsome face was pale, his eyes were red, and he had a strong sense of brokenness.

"Get out of here!"

He swept away Zhang Jianting in disgust, and then leaned against the wall and continued to vomit.

Sang Luo couldn't stand it anymore, so he landed in front of his senior brother from the air and kicked Zhang Jianting away.

"You get away from me, don't get close to my senior brother!"

Zhang Jianting flexibly dodged, came to Song Qingyun's side, raised his hand on the shoulder of his little junior sister, and finally recovered his timbre,

"I'm kind, Senior Sister Sangluo, why bother to be so serious."

Song Qingyun also learned from Sang Luo's appearance and took out the sword, and took Su Shiyi aside with disgust.

"You third-to-last shemale, stay away from one by one!"

Zhang Jianting didn't expect Song Qingyun to come out like this suddenly, and his eyes widened when he listened,

"What do you mean by being the third from the bottom, brother, I'm also positive, okay?"

"Also, is Yiyi your name?"

"One by one, come here!"

Zhang Jianting spoke.