Chapter Ninety-Eight: Little White Face Fights Big Tits

Seeing the blood spilling from the corner of Liu Yun's mouth, Liu Changsheng immediately had an ominous premonition, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Yun'er, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Yun weakly moved a finger to his chest. Liu Changsheng hurriedly pulled away Liu Yun's clothes, only to see that Liu Yun's chest was red, and his flesh and blood were blurred, and he didn't know how much yellow sand he had hit.

"Ahh

"Hurry down and heal your injuries!" Tiger Roaring Mountain commanded in a low voice, signaling Liu Changsheng to be quiet, don't let others, especially Xihuangmen, see Liu Yun's injuries.

"It turns out that this kid used his body to block part of the yellow sand of Feisha, and risked his life to win this victory!" Everyone in Nanhuangmen was furious in their hearts, and they all admired Liu Yun's intelligence and bravery.

Xin Mu couldn't help but look at Liu Yun differently, this Liu Yun was really a brave and resourceful real man, and he actually exchanged his life for the victory of the Southern Wilderness Gate! He secretly thought that he did not have such courage.

"Damn, let me end this second battle!" Hu Bo scolded angrily, and once again jumped out of the stands and came to the Tianyun Field without the permission of Tiger Roaring Mountain.

Looking at Hu Bo who entered the Tianyun Field, Hu Xiao scolded angrily: "Niang! Ignorant child, you get back for me!"

But Hubo, who was already on the field, couldn't hear it at all.

This is a person who also jumped out of the West Yellow Gate and came to the Tianyun Field, this person is not a stone, but Fang Qingcang's daughter Fang Yingjie. Fang Yingjie's face was heroic, his eyes were full of anger, staring at Hu Bo motionlessly, and he couldn't wait to swallow Hu Bo alive immediately.

"Nanhuangmen, Cai Bo!" Cai Bo looked at the sturdy woman opposite, and was happy in his heart, there was such a woman in the world, if it weren't for her towering breasts, she really wouldn't have recognized her as a man.

Fang Yingjie snorted, greeted politely, and said coldly: "Little white face, you can't do it, if you can't do it, admit defeat as soon as possible, don't waste my sister's mood!"

"What did you say?" Hu Bo heard the other party call him a little white face, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

"I said, you're a sissy!" Fang Yingjie deliberately said the word "sissy" in a loud voice, full of teasing and mockery.

", look at the knife!" Hu Bo scolded angrily, he hadn't said that the other party was a tomboy, but the other party first said that he was a little white-faced sissy, which made him extremely annoyed, and the gilded knife in his hand slashed wildly, splitting out a piece of golden light, ", believe it or not, I killed you on the spot!"

"Ouch! Don't flash your little brute waist! Little white face, do you have a dick? Can you do it?" Fang Yingjie scolded, a scimitar in his hand, slashed out in the air, like a bend of the moon, but with yellow clouds, "Wind and sand dominate the knife, yellow sand slashes three waves!"

"Wind and Sand Male Sword?" Xin Mu once saw that the stone had used this knife technique, but he had never known the name of the knife technique, and today he saw Fang Yingjie shouting the name of this knife technique, which was quite a bit domineering, and it could be seen from the strong vitality contained in the knife moves, this knife technique was not worse than the Earth Tiger Knife of Nanhuangmen, and it should belong to the same quality of martial arts.

"Boom!" The golden tiger-like sword light and the yellow misty knife light collided together, making a violent explosion sound.

"Good knife technique! This time, there is still a bit of a point to see, the knife skills are not weak!" Many people in the stands began to discuss, "One is the Earth Tiger Knife of the South Wilderness Gate, and the other is the Wind and Sand Male Tyrant Knife of the West Yellow Gate, which is stronger and which is weaker?"

"I think it's about the same!"

"Big tits, go die!" Hu Bo failed to succeed in a move to turn the tiger knife into the earth, and the anger in his heart was longer, and he shouted, and the golden knife danced wildly, cutting out layers of tiger-shaped waves, surging. "The earth is a tiger knife, and the tiger waves are a wave!"

"Do you want to drink milk, screaming mother!I'll satisfy you with a little white face!" Fang Yingjie's mouth kung fu is no worse than Hubo's, she is not afraid of rough drying, "The wind and sand dominate the knife, the red cliff is cracked!" The big knife in his hand, criss-crossed, frantically slashed out a hundred earthy yellow knife lights, the sand and fog were filled, tearing the air, tearing the golden knife light.

"Boom!"

The golden sword light and the earthy yellow knife light collided together, the color was similar, and for a while, it was impossible to tell which person's sword light was which, only to see the golden light flashing, the yellow mist rolling, and the sound of bursting sounded in a string. In the front stands closer to Hu Bo and Fang Yingjie, you can even feel a slight fluctuation in vitality.

"Okay!" The cheers drowned out the remaining crackling sounds, and where the yellow mist of the sword light dissipated, on the bluestone slab on the mainland of Tianyun Field, shallow knife marks were cut.

Holding a gilded knife, Hu Bo floated out and retreated more than ten meters, finally avoiding the yellow sand that was everywhere. He glanced at Fang Yingjie, who had only taken a few steps back, and was furious, "Bitch, see if I don't cut off your big tits raw!"

The golden knife in Hu Bo's hand danced again, dancing faster and faster, dancing out of a huge golden light, the golden light turned into a huge golden tiger shadow, the golden tiger shadow roared angrily, roaring like thunder, "The earth turns into a tiger knife, and the angry tiger changes three times!"

"Look! It's that trick again!" The people in the stands immediately recognized this move, and it was this move that Ye Fei of Nanhuangmen used to defeat Yu Ting of Dongyoumen.

Although Hubo's move is slightly inferior to Ye Fei's, it also contains all the vitality of Hubo, and Hubo is ready to use this move to completely defeat Fang Yingjie and blow him up.

There were joyful expressions on the faces of many people in Nanhuangmen, and they seemed to see victory. But Hu Xiaoshan frowned, there was no smile at all, he had already seen that Hu Bo had been angered by Fang Yingjie, in this angry state, there was no careful defense, only a crazy attack, either a big victory or a fiasco!

"Cut!" Wu Xuan turned over in the arms of the Voodoo Holy Maiden, pretending to be asleep, and didn't look at Hu Bo and Fang Yingjie in the Tianyun Field.

"Cut your mother!" Fang Yingjie didn't wait for Hu Bo's "Angry Tiger Three Changes" to make it all, and the scimitar in his hand immediately slashed, cutting out a piece of yellow mist, this yellow mist was thicker than the previous knives, as thick as a yellow cloud, "The wind and sand dominate the knife, and the sand dunes are bursting out!"

Just when Xin Mu thought that Fang Yingjie's moves had been exhausted, Fang Yingjie suddenly jumped up, and the scimitar knife in his hand slashed down, "Whew!" A powerful and majestic sword aura rushed out along the ground. This was not the end, Fang Yingjie's body jumped up again, and with another slash, an equally powerful sword qi roared out,......

The sword qi like a thick cloud, the sword qi like a sand dune, and the earthy yellow vitality rolled, continuously, burying the three fierce tigers that attacked one by one.

The golden tiger shadow disappeared, but the earthy yellow sand dunes continued to roll, moving quickly towards the furious tiger bo. Hubo's clothes flew wildly, and his hair fluttered. The sand dunes formed by the sword gas, wrapped in a sharp wind, covered the face, hissing and roaring, Hu Boton felt bad, and hurriedly protected the golden knife in front of him.

"I'll fuck you......" Cai Bo's voice flew away in an instant and stopped abruptly.

In the Tianyun Field, on the bluestone slab, a shallow trace was left, and it was drawn dozens of meters away. Hubo's weak body appeared at the end of this trace. Fang Yingjie leaped and chased, like a swooping eagle, and the huge scimitar was like an eagle's iron beak, locking on Hu Bo's head. The bright scimitar fell on Hu Bo's little white face, and under the sharp blade, a line of warm blood flowed.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, falling on the bluestone slab, and Hu Bo sat weakly on the ground.

"Hmm!" exclaimed in the stands, "Look, the madmen of the Southern Wilderness Gate have been defeated!"

"Great! Nanhuangmen finally lost! Xihuangmen won! I didn't expect that tomboy to have two hits!"

"Let's win one game each, it's kind of interesting now!"

Tiger Roaring Mountain's face was gloomy and blue, and the two thick eyebrows were wrinkled together. The area where the South Aramon Gate is located is silent.

Fang Yingjie smiled, "Little white face, screaming mother, spare your dog's life!" Hu Bo gasped weakly, "Okay! You-let me first-bite-big tits......"

"Fuck you!" Fang Yingjie scolded, and slapped Hu Bo in the face with a scimitar, "Smack!" knocked Hu Bosheng unconscious, put away the knife and left the arena, and walked back to the West Yellow Gate of the stands.

"The junior sister is brave, the sword skills are wonderful, the martial arts are world-renowned, and there are few opponents. After this battle, he will definitely become famous all over the world!" Walking Stone was facing Fang Qingcang when he said this.

Fang Qingcang and Fang Yingjie, who heard the praise of the stone, were very happy, and they looked at the location of the South Wilderness Gate in unison.

Tiger Roaring Mountain didn't say a word, and the anger in the eyes of the two tigers almost burned his tight eyebrows. Ye Fei glanced at it, pointed at the two disciples of the Southern Wilderness Gate and said, "Why don't you hurry up and carry the young master down!"

In the laughter of everyone, the two men of the Southern Wilderness Gate carried back the dead pig-like Hubo. Ye Fei took out a pill, pinched Hu Bo's mouth, gave it to him, checked Hu Bo's injury, and said to Hu Xiaoshan: "The young master's internal injuries are relatively light, and there is no major problem!"

Xin Mu didn't say a word. Wu Xuan sat up and looked at Hu Bo lying on the stone steps, feeling relieved for a while, but he only said one word, "Cut!"