Fang Mingzhu often caused trouble in Qingxi Valley, and everyone nicknamed her "Little Witch" behind her back.

But after she learned about it, not only was she not angry, but she was proud, and at this time, He Qi called herself a "witch".

The whip wind howled and the two fought together, Lu Bao's eyes widened, this is a monk battle, it is rare to see! Just seeing He's changing shape, he was extremely envious.

But when He Qi flashed, he deliberately screamed again and again, making Fang Mingzhu laugh unbridledly.

Lu Bao, who originally admired He Qi, had a sympathy for He Qi at this time, and he was really open to amusing his sister, he jumped up and down like a big horse monkey.

After fighting for a while, Fang Mingzhu always couldn't hit He Qi at all when he was slow for a beat, and then he realized that He Qi was deliberately teasing her.

Fang Mingzhu put away the long whip and slapped it on the storage bag with one hand, and there was an extra fiery red feather fan in his hand.

The red light on the fan surface flowed like a faint flame, which was naturally no longer a secular weapon, this was a low-level magic weapon "Flame Fan".

Fang Mingzhu held it in his hand, and his face became solemn:

"Senior Brother He, my flame fan is not the whip just now, the flame fan is not small, if you are hit by me, you will be worried about your life, you have to be careful!

Seeing that Fang Mingzhu was afraid of hurting himself by mistake, he immediately had a good impression of her, but he still smiled and replied lightly: "Little junior sister, come on, come on, accompany me to have a good time."

Fang Mingzhu's face darkened: "Death! Look at the fan", at this time he was really fighting with the means of a monk.

Lu Bao was afraid of being injured by mistake, so he hurriedly flashed on the roof and sat down to watch the battle.

Fang Mingzhu carried the Flame Sutra, and his bright eyes flashed with a glaring gaze.

Suddenly, his right hand leaned forward, and the fan was not swung out, but a subtle fluctuation of spiritual power quickly came out of the air.

Silk flames appeared around the fan, like red firework flying and gathering in the air.

With another wave of his hand, a crimson flame struck He Qi in the air like a flying snake.

The speed is so fast and the power is far stronger than the leather whip just now.

He Qi smiled on the surface, but he had already let go of his divine sense, and his body flashed to dodge the flame, but he saw that at this time, Fang Mingzhu was wrapped in a firelight, and his speed surged.

Several times faster than just now, he stepped out of a few feet to himself in one step, and this Nizi raised her leg and kicked it to her chest.

He Qi was not in a hurry, and when the slender leg was about to arrive in front of him, he lowered his body to avoid the attack, and then moved forward, and at the same time his body pounced upward, and his shoulder was just on Fang Mingzhu's open thigh, and he suddenly lifted this Nizi and threw her out of the way.

"Okay, good" Lu Bao, who was standing on the roof, saw that his master repelled the monk with the skills of hand-to-hand combat in the martial arts, and immediately clapped his hands and shouted.

Fang Mingzhu saw that his body was not as flexible as He Qi's body in hand-to-hand combat, so he jumped back to open the distance with He Qi.

In her opinion, she can be invincible in the fighting method with He Qi in the air, and Fang Mingzhu did not forget to shout before making a move:

"Look at it!", and then the flame fan fanned wildly, and four or five fiery snakes staggered out.

The Five Elements Water can overcome fire, and if Fang Mingzhu's flame encounters the water condensation technique of a monk of the same level, it can be easily cracked.

But at this time, He Qi didn't dare to fight, he used Feiyan Flash as soon as Fang Mingzhu's gesture started, and a layer of transparent and invisible breeze attached to He Qi's side.

When the true yuan passed, he felt that his body was as light as a swallow, as if he could fly away from the sky with a little tiptoe, and He Qi dodged the flames again and again.

Fang Mingzhu saw that this time he really beat He Qi to dodge left and right, and he was in a good mood, and several flames flew in a row.

He raised his hand and pinched the trick, threw out three wind blades and flew towards those flames, "poof" a soft sound, the wind blade passed through the flames, it can also be said that the flames passed through the wind blade, and the power of both was slightly reduced, but they still flew towards the target.

Fang Mingzhu shouted "break" proudly, and with a twist of his hand, the flame fan flashed and smashed the three wind blades that flew in front of him.

He Qi's wind blade couldn't hurt Fang Mingzhu, but Fang Mingzhu's several flames still forced He Qi to dodge in all directions.

"I still want to break through the Fu Human Array, at your level! Miss Ben will let you see my tricks, let you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is" Fang Mingzhu twisted his waist and shouted: "Flame Knife"

The flame fan condensed on the firelight, and after waiting for three or four breaths, the blazing flamelight printed Fang Mingzhu's slightly red face, only to see the sweat flowing out of his forehead, obviously she also had a little blowing power with this flame knife.

"Chop" with a coquettish sound, a flame turned into a knife light, and slashed towards He Qi.

He Qi was not only not afraid, but frowned at it, and was speechless in his heart.

Although the power of this flame knife was several times that of the flame ball, its speed was not much faster than that of the flame ball.

Fang Mingzhu's flame ball could even dodge it, and this single flame knife made it easier to dodge.

On the whole, her trick is useless.

Acquired martial artists often say: Thousands of breaks, only fast is not broken.

This is the golden rule in the acquired martial arts, this theory is also extremely practical among monks, just imagine a big spell, the power is huge but the speed is too slow, can not beat the opponent, what is the use?

After Fang Mingzhu hit the flame knife several times in a row, he also found that it was useless to waste the true yuan, and he switched to spells, train flame balls, and after this comparison, He Qi had an idea of his strength in his heart.

In his heart, he deliberately ended this exchange quickly, and suddenly his hands flew like butterflies wearing flowers, and the wind shot out from his fingertips.

Fang Mingzhu hurriedly began to block left and right, and when Fang Mingzhu's hands and feet were in chaos, He got up and rushed in from behind Fang Mingzhu in a flash, grabbing his arm with one hand and pressing it on her shoulder with the other.

"You're losing!"

"I didn't lose"

If it was really a battle of death and death, He Qi would have taken his head instead of his shoulder.

But Miss Fang Mingzhu had a big temper, and she had no consciousness of admitting defeat, and her body turned sharply with a red light.

He saw that she was cheating, but he didn't really hurt her, so he had to press on her shoulder and turn around with her body.

Fang Mingzhu turned several directions in a row, and He Qi was always behind her like a shadow.

The two of them are like butterflies fluttering together.

Lu Bao was also excited when he saw his master so brave, and stood on the roof and applauded loudly.

Fang Mingzhu became more and more embarrassed and unwilling to stop, He Qi had the intention of teasing in his heart, and when Fang Mingzhu's body jumped up, He got up and threw himself forward, tightly wrapped Fang Mingzhu from behind, and then pressed down.

"Ahh

There was a plop and a solid fall and gnawed on the mud.

"Still not admitting defeat?" He Qi pressed Fang Mingzhu under him, his knees pressed against the crook of her legs, and he grabbed her neck with one hand.