Murong Xihua stared at the Nine Winged Daoist twice, didn't speak, and strode to the side of the boat.

Everyone was inexplicable, so they heard his cold and arrogant voice coming from a distance, and said, "Then go to the shore and let it go!"

The sound was like thunder, as if it were speaking in the ear.

Everyone in Yipintang couldn't help but be moved, and said secretly: "What a deep internal force!"

At this time, the giant boat was already less than a few feet from the shore.

Qiantang literary style is flourishing, both sides of this West Lake are very elegant, close to the shore of the lake above, full of water lanterns, if you come here at night, it must be Ambilight.

Helian Tieshu's face was a little ugly, and he said in his heart: "I still underestimate this!" Thinking about it, he looked at the Nine-Winged Daoist on the side.

The Nine-Winged Daoist seemed to see his concern, and nodded confidently. As the most outstanding disciple of the Sichuan Shu Thunderbolt Sect, since his debut, he has rarely encountered opponents.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the bow of the ship.

As soon as everyone saw it, they saw that Murong Xihua had already performed light exercises, stepped on the water lantern, and ran to the shore of the lake.

The face of the Nine Winged Daoist turned blue for a while, he was conceited and light, Shuzhou was quite famous, but it was only limited to land hills, and he couldn't cross the river so easily.

Huang Fu Yan glanced at everyone with amusement, and continued to sweep the food on the table.

Soon, the giant boat stopped on the shore.

When everyone got off the boat, they saw Murong Xihua talking like a river, and there were many young men and women around.

Seeing that he didn't put himself in his eyes like this, the Nine Winged Dao Man's brows jumped angrily.

Huang Fu Yan had already found the three glass girls in the crowd, and his heart was relieved, and he was not in a hurry to go up, looking at the beautiful scenery of West Lake in front of him.

The autumn river is mighty, and the flowers of Xianwu are hidden. The shore stretches for ten miles, surrounded by green hills.

The girls of Liuli are the first time to see the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, and they can't help but be fascinated. He talks elegantly and gracefully, and this short time has attracted many young beauties who linger here, Yingying Yanyan, which makes him forgetful.

The people of Yipintang came over, and he didn't notice it.

Helian Tieshu had heard of his fame, but he didn't pay much attention to it, but the Nine Wings Daoist couldn't stand this anger, and said impatiently: "Murong Gongzi, Nine Wings came to learn your high moves!"

This voice was angry, and it had already used a very deep internal force.

Those young ladies heard a ringing in their ears, and they were shocked and dispersed.

When Liuli saw the emperor's death, she couldn't help but be overjoyed and ran up.

Hestia smiled and followed suit.

Helian Tieshu saw him hugging left and right, and joked: "Two peerless beauties are together, and the emperor is so blessed!"

The two women snorted coldly and looked at him with an unkind expression.

Helian Tieshu froze for a moment, and when he saw Huangfu's face darkened, he smiled awkwardly.

Murong Xihua smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Dao Chief, don't worry, don't worry!"

As he spoke, he came to an open space and said, "Please!"

The Nine Wings Daoist was also not polite, holding an iron card in his left hand, and the forty-two "Shu Dao Difficult Card Method" protected the key points around the body, and pinched a handle of Lei Gong in his right hand and attacked it.

That Lei Gong blocked the head like a spear, sharp and slender, he moved, intercepted, picked, plucked, split, wandered smartly, his body was very fast, and he went to Murong Xi to kill the cage several times.

But Murong Xihua was faster, turned over and made a move, the folding fan spit out from his sleeve, and pointed to the "Yingxiang Acupoint" of the Nine-Winged Daoist like a snake.

The nine-winged Taoist smiled slightly, and the iron card in his hand made the forty-two "Shu Dao Difficult Card Method" to protect the front chest, back heart, upper plate, and left, and the only flaw was on the right side.

Sure enough, "Ding Ding Ding" sounded three times, and the folding fan returned in vain.

Murong Xihua was like a swimming dragon, and when he turned around, he had already circled to the left side of the Nine-Winged Daoist, and his big sleeves swept and hit his waist.

The Nine Wings Taoist used the "one hundred steps and nine folds" in the card method, and the iron card was as fast as lightning, and one by one Murong Xihua's sleeves were stopped, and the steps under his feet were bent left and right, intricately changing, and he took the opportunity to turn the Lei Gong retaining ring forward, and inserted it directly into Murong Xihua's right shoulder well.

Murong Xihua staggered a step, already knowing that this person was so well in the iron that he couldn't win at close range, so he urged the "Lily Finger" to come.

This is the first time that her internal strength has turned into congenital cold energy, and she has made every effort to exert her strength, swaying bullet points, and her artistic conception is wonderful.

The innate true power echoed through his fingertips, and Huo Ran shot out.

The invisible finger strength attacked, and the Nine-Winged Dao people only felt that the unrivaled strength was impacting and agitating, gathered over, and hurriedly restrained their hands and jumped away.

Murong Xihua suddenly felt a chill coming, frowned and said nothing, the ghost sent the god to come up, stretched out his finger, and pointed out the iron card in the hand of the Nine Winged Daoist.

"Zheng!" sounded, and the iron card in the hand of the Nine-Winged Daoist fell to the ground.

When everyone heard the sound, they saw that the Nine Winged Daoist had a pale face, looking at the iron plate under his feet sluggishly. Murong Xihua also frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

For a while, everyone was surprised, and when they stepped forward to take a look, they were all dumbfounded.

I saw that the iron plate had already been covered by a layer of cold ice, glowing with blue brilliance, obviously containing not weak poison.

At that moment, everyone's eyes looking at Murong Xihua were full of jealousy.

Huangfu said secretly: "Obediently, the cold poison in this ice lump can't be carried by the ice spirit's cold energy!"

Helian Tieshu's face was a little unbearable, but his mouth was praised: "The power of this cold ice finger is so terrifying!"

The Fusang guest beside him suddenly interjected: "Qiyu Hall Master, my subordinates think that this trick is subtle, but it is an exaggeration!"

Helian Tieshu was worried that he couldn't get off the stage, and when he heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said, "What is Yagyu Ichiro's opinion?"

This is called Yanagi Ichiro's Fusang Kedao: "My subordinates think that this move is just a victory in this cold word, and the momentum is insufficient, if it is not a surprise......" The implication is that Murong Xihua is a little invincible.

"You are talking nonsense, it is obviously Murong Gongzi who is a step ahead!" Fang Ling was angry and said angrily.

Murong Xihua came back to her senses, hugged her fists at the Nine Winged Daoist and said, "Offended!" As he spoke, he walked up to the Emperor Fu and a few people.

Seeing that she was a little confused, the emperor knew that this cold power reminded her of her grudge, and patted her on the shoulder as if comforting.

Liuli saw it, but glared at him, and stood between the two without a trace.

Huangfu smiled dumbly, looked back, and saw Hestia with a resentful face, and felt helpless in his heart.

At this time, the Nine Winged Daoist suddenly spoke, and said, "Defeat is defeat, it's not a big deal! When Murong Gongzi used that trick just now, he didn't use all his strength at all!"

Ichiro Yanagi let out a soft "oh", although he didn't speak again, but it could be seen that he didn't take the words of the Nine-Winged Daoist quite seriously in his heart.

The two men were clearly at odds.

Fusang glanced at Helian Tieshu, and saw that his eyes were drifting away, and he didn't want to meddle in the affairs of the two, so he carried a Dongying treasure knife, walked in front of Murong Xihua, and said, "Please ask Gongzi for advice!"

Huangfu Yan smiled, grabbed the front, and said, "This time it's me!"

"......" Ichiro Yanagi.

"Just stop at the point, don't hurt the life of the emperor's son!" Helian Tieshu hurriedly shouted.

"......" Huangfu Yan's face was a little ugly, and he said in his heart: "Hmph, am I so disliked???"

Yanagi Ichiro knew the proportions, glanced at the emperor with disdain, and replied: "Don't worry, the hall master!"

As he spoke, his eyes were level, and he slowly pulled out the knife, that posture was really arrogant and indifferent, and his majesty was extraordinary, especially in the posture of his knife, there was a faint murderous aura pouring out of him, which made people a little unbearable. It took him a lot of effort to pull out the knife, and he tried to exaggerate his action to increase the pressure on his palm.

This is the style of the Dongying knife family to pay attention to momentum, but the attitude of the emperor is extremely peaceful, standing there, like a bystander who has nothing to do with himself, which makes Yanagi Ichiro can't help but be stunned.

"Is this kid stupid or is there really something big about it?"

At this moment, the original confidence in Yagyu Ichiro's heart disappeared by most of the ground, and an awe-inspiring feeling poured out unconsciously.

He didn't dare to slack off at the moment, shouted loudly, moved his feet, held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and stabbed the tip of the knife into the throat of Huangfu Yan, and let out a series of exciting shouts from his mouth.

Huangfu scolded secretly in his heart: "This little devil is not small!"