An Ziyu's breath was not yet stable, and she was slightly panting.

Mu Sanniang on the other side was calm and calm.

"You still can't do it. Mu Sanniang has always denied An Ziyu, and An Ziyu can be regarded as convinced, and said in a low voice: "You are a senior, I am a junior, naturally inferior to you." But I know a friend who has sixty years of pure power, why don't you compete with him?"

Mu Sanniang didn't ask much, and said with a smile: "Your friend's aura is difficult to control, and I don't believe him if he has sixty years of skill." ”

An Ziyu asked in surprise, "Do you know he's here?"

"I still know where he is. I saw Mu Sanniang's right hand raised slightly, and a small stone on the ground flew up in the air, and with just a wave, the stone flew away after the pillar on the right side of An Ziyu, and it was already silent.

Yang Feng walked out from behind the pillar, held up the small pebble shot by Mu Sanniang, with an arrogant face, as if he was demonstrating, in fact, Yang Feng had no bottom in his heart, but just secretly scolded Anzi Yukeng.

When An Ziyu saw that someone was pushing him, he raised his eyebrows, and his expression was much more relaxed.

Mu Sanniang also remembered Yang Feng and said: "I said goodbye in a hurry that day, I didn't expect your kid to grow up so fast." ”

Yang Feng stubbornly walked to An Ziyu's side, squeezed a roll of his eyes at him, changed his expression, and replied to Mu Sanniang: "Shibei three days, when you look at each other, Shibei three years is a world of difference." ”

Mu Sanniang was a little interested, thinking that this person looked more comfortable than this descendant of this sect, he didn't tremble when he spoke, and he was still imposing, and his aura around him was obviously much stronger than An Ziyu, so he asked: "Ziyu said that you have sixty years of pure skills, really?"

Yang Feng's heart was broken, but he still had to slap his swollen face and become fat, he had been boasting in front of An Ziyu and a few people before, if he denied it today, it would be a joke that all the big words in the past year had been turned into a joke.

"Yes!" replied Yang Feng categorically.

"So what?" Yang Feng said one after the other, but his tone was softer.

Mu Sanniang bowed slightly: "Very good, presumably in this Nine Xuanmen, there are secret books of advanced heart methods suitable for you, let me see and understand today." ”

Yang Feng frowned, and was embarrassed to refuse directly, so he found an excuse and said: "Senior Mu, it's so late, if there is a disturbance, it won't be good to disturb the other senior brothers." ”

Mu Sanniang said lightly: "I also live in a guest room." As far as I know, the guest rooms are some distance from here, and even if there is a big movement, it will not be too noisy. And this is a martial arts training ground, and the two of us compete here, which is also a good environment. ”

Yang Feng grinned, and had nothing to say for a while.

An Ziyu leaned closer and said, "Brother Yang, wait a little longer, don't be careless." ”

Yang Feng squeezed out two sentences from between his teeth: "If you don't cheat me, why should I be careful." ”

Mu Sanniang agreed as Yang Feng, and continued: "Take some real skills, lest you lose two games in a row today, which is not good-looking." ”

Yang Feng was a little embarrassed, but he could only bite the bullet.

Yang Feng took a step forward and said against the guest: "In this case, Senior Mu, how about our internal strength?"

"Single-than-internal force?" Mu Sanniang smiled: "It's really interesting." You're only in your early twenties, and you don't feel like you're at a loss compared to my old wife?"

Compared with internal strength alone, Yang Feng is confident that he still has some chances of winning. In the past two or three years, he often practiced martial arts with Xuanqing and Murong Qi on the cliff, although the strength in his body could not be completely controlled within sixty years, but the initial operation and circulation, Yang Feng still mastered it.

Yang Feng pretended to be calm and said with a smile: "I have sixty years of skill in my body, how can I talk nonsense." In these sixty years, what is there that you dare not compare?"

Mu Sanniang smiled slightly and said, "Then make a move." ”

Yang Feng didn't say a word, his robe rolled, his right palm was raised and turned, and then he struck hard, and the palm wind carried the true qi of internal force, and rushed towards Mu Sanniang.

Before the palm wind arrived, Mu Sanniang had already frowned. It seems that he underestimated this kid, his palm is light, but it is very powerful, and it is far beyond the skills that his peers can achieve.

It's just that this palm, before he got close, was blocked by Mu Sanniang's sword qi around him, and disappeared quietly, leaving a breeze that gently brushed Mu Sanniang's hair.

Yang Feng was shocked, and looked at his right palm in disbelief, just this palm, he thought that no matter how taboo he was, Mu Sanniang had to reach out to block it, but he didn't expect Mu Sanniang to be able to resolve it so lightly.

The second time, Yang Feng simply put his palms together, and his brain was even more bruised, and he couldn't help but have a lot of dreams at night, Yang Feng made up his mind and simply decided to win or lose with one move.

This time, Mu Sanniang moved, but only moved her right hand.

A looming wall of qi was formed in front of Mu Sanniang, and Yang Feng could clearly feel that the palm wind was still there, so the true qi in his body was still trying to be called out.

But the stalemate lasted only a few seconds, and Mu Sanniang actually moved, but not backwards, but forward.

An Ziyu saw it most clearly on the side, at first Mu Sanniang just took a tentative step, and then slowly took another step, Yang Feng broke out in a cold sweat, but he also found that Mu Sanniang's third step had become much easier.

Not only that, Yang Feng also felt his eyebrows tighten, his face was caught off guard, and suddenly a scar appeared, and blood flowed out, although it was not much, but it made Yang Feng collapse.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Feng hurriedly withdrew his internal force, blocked it with both hands, and took two steps back and said, "I admit defeat." ”

Yang Feng was afraid that if he went down again, this crazy woman would come to the real thing, and the trace of sword qi he felt just now was obviously not something that Mu Sanniang could control, just because the sword qi on his body was too sufficient, and this trace was leaked out when she urged the true qi in her body.

For internal forces, Yang Feng has no chance of winning!

Seeing his appearance, Mu Sanniang said with some mockery: "Regardless of whether you really have sixty years of internal strength in your body, just these two times are not enough to say big things in front of me." Your breath is not enough to bear up and down, and you don't use it effectively, even if you have a hundred years of skill, it is in vain. ”

Yang Feng was not convinced, he was actually very similar to An Ziyu's personality, they both belonged to the kind of character that met wicked people and caused trouble. This kind of character is not cowardly, but self-aware.

Of course, if this wicked person is hurting heaven and reason, with the chivalrous and righteous nature of the two of them, they will naturally not hesitate to make a move.

But at the moment, Mu Sanniang's motive just wants to see their true kung fu, which makes it difficult for these two people.

It is very embarrassing to do one thing even though you know the result, but you have to do it head-on.

However, in terms of personality differences, Yang Feng and An Ziyu are also more obvious.

Although An Ziyu is younger, he has already learned restraint, and Yang Feng's more serious temperament has not decreased.

In the face of Mu Sanniang's cynicism, Yang Feng was reluctant after all, and said: "Ziyu, bring the sword!"

Even Mu Sanniang was stunned for a moment when she heard this.