Where did Li Jing get such anger, she turned around and pointed at Najimod's nose and scolded: "What kind of Darur sect are you, you dare to scold people and smash things here casually? Believe it or not, I immediately pulled out a knife and chopped you!"

The dozen or so big men behind the purple-clothed bearded man all laughed when they heard this, and they only felt that the very delicate boy in front of him was talking wildly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

One of them, a bald man with a golden hoop on his head, stepped forward and said to Li Jing: "Since this son is wearing Tibetan clothes, why do you speak Chinese and speak for the people of the Central Plains everywhere? I, Happel, have always believed that whoever has a hard fist will have a sense of what he says!"

He grabbed a copper basin full of barbecue meat on the couch, threw it into the air, and waved his hand at the copper basin as a punch. His punch seemed to be heavy, but there was no sound after hitting the copper basin. The copper basin was unscathed, and it spun faster and faster in the air. Hearing a buzzing sound, the copper basin exploded suddenly, and the meat in the basin splashed like a meteor on everyone in the tent, frightening everyone to dodge aside.

At this time, a man in a Tibetan costume with black hair and braids suddenly rushed out from among the dozen or so Hu men. He raised his arm, and a cold light floated out from the turquoise-encrusted scabbard around his waist. Before the pieces of meat hit the ground, he had already swept them back with a scimitar. I saw that his knife flashed, and the pieces of meat turned into thin slices one after another, and fell back on the couch, neatly stacked in one place.

After the Tibetan man finished demonstrating his terrifying sword skills, he put his knife into the sheath with satisfaction, and gave a slight salute to the frightened Central Plains warriors present, "In the lower Tubo people Sonam Phuntso, please also taste the taste of this meat slice!" He swept his gaze to the crowd, as if if they would not eat this meat slice, then they would have to cut them into meat slices.

Seeing this, these Central Plains warriors dared to disobey, and stepped forward one by one to take a piece of meat and stuff it into their mouths tremblingly. Seeing this, Sonam Phuntsok nodded with satisfaction, with his quick sword, Jimod's hard palm, and Happur's inner fist, these Central Plains warriors had been properly subdued.

Liu Yu also saw at this time that there were no masters among the Central Plains warriors present, and most of them were scoundrels who ate and drank together. And these Fanbang masters took a fancy to this and deliberately came to suppress the popularity of the Han people. At this time, although it was only a fist and foot battle on the surface, it was a contest between the Han people and the Fan people. If it is defeated this time, it will be transmitted back to the Central Plains martial arts in the future, and it will definitely deal a great blow to the morale of the Han people.

Thinking about it, the Central Plains is now full of feudal towns, and the people are struggling to make a living, if these Fanbang people take advantage of the low morale of the Central Plains to invade the city and plunder the land, then the Han people really have no way to live. It was because Liu Yu felt that he must not lose this battle at the moment, so he quietly gave Li Jing a look and motioned for her to stand up and compete with these people.

Li Jing immediately became furious and thought, "You idiot himself has already achieved great martial arts, why do you still let me stand up for you! These people are far higher in martial arts than me, do you want me to go up and die?"

Liu Yu saw the dissatisfaction in her eyes, and whispered to her with the internal force sound transmission secret method: "I'm afraid that if I expose my strength now, I will inevitably be stared at to death by some people with intentions, and at that time, it will be difficult for me to save the sixth master." Please help me show up, with your light body skills, they will definitely not be able to defeat you in a short time, and I will secretly help you win!"

Li Jing glared at him and said fiercely: "This is what you said, if I lose half of my hair, I will definitely not spare you afterwards!"

Liu Yu smiled and said, "No!"

Li Jing's eyes rolled, and she said, "Okay, then I believe you this time." ”

She slapped the case and pointed to the fanren in front of her, who was showing off her martial arts, and said loudly: "Under is Li Bisheng, the ninth master of the Sword Sect, and I am the first to disobey you Daruer sect dog thieves. In my opinion, the few blows you just showed off are just some cats and dogs, and nothing remarkable. To be honest, all of you are my defeated men!"

Among the Central Plains martial arts people present, few of them had heard of what she was talking about, and they asked each other one after another: "Where is the sect of the Sword Sect, and who is this Li Bisheng, he is only ranked ninth in the sect, and he is not a master?" These people from Fanbang are obviously very powerful, how can this Li Bisheng, an inconspicuous member of the small sect, dare to brag about it here, and he is not afraid of dying in this way?"

Hu San of Tianshamen, at this time, began to give full play to his advantages of being a know-it-all in the rivers and lakes, covered his mouth and whispered to a few people around him: "This, I know, the so-called Zhangjian Sect is just a fourth-rate sect on the rivers and lakes, I heard that the ancestors of this sect have also been arrogant, but it has gradually declined in the past hundred years. In recent years, there are only two people who are still walking on the rivers and lakes in the Zhangjian Gate. One is the sword in the snow Yue Shengsigh, and his kung fu is extremely commonplace. One is the demon Lu Shengyan, who heard that he is very close to the people of the Gongsun family. As for this Li Bisheng, who ranked ninth in the Sword Sect, it was the first time he had heard of it. Victory, victory, the name is quite domineering, but unfortunately a good name is not as good as good kung fu, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to live a few tricks under the hands of these Fanbang masters!"

Someone doubted: "Since this Li Bisheng is a martial arts figure in the Central Plains, why does he pretend to be a Tubo person?"

Another said: "Hey, you just don't understand this." The rivers and lakes are sinister, and it is possible to meet a sworn enemy anywhere, and there is nothing wrong with making a little bit of a joke. What's more, a small sect like the Zhangjian Sect can be bullied everywhere. ”

As everyone spoke, they watched the dozen or so Fanbang people to see how they would react under Li Bisheng's provocation.

The Tibetan Sonam Phuntsok seemed to be the most prestigious of the dozen or so fan, and he held the hilt of his sword and nodded slightly to Jimod and Hapur beside him. Jimod and Haple received the order and went with him. The tall and burly figures of the three enveloped Li Jing and Liu Yu, who were sitting on his couch.

Sonam Phuntsok arched his hand at Li Jing and said, "This one is named Li Bisheng, since you have such a big mouth, why don't you go down and walk a few laps with the three of us brothers!

More than a dozen people behind him laughed when they heard him like this, "Dog!" "Han people, dogs!" "Haha!"

Li Jing jumped off the couch, she raised her neck and glared at Sonam Pingcuo, and said, "Heh, no problem! Which of the three of you will come up first to compete, compare palms, fists or swords?" )