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On the top of the painting, a graceful figure wearing a black Luo shirt stands quietly, like a statue, motionless. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cold wind blew the black veil in front of her, and the clothes fluttered, and the style was graceful.

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes froze, this woman is Ren Yingying.

With a wry smile on his face, Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, not wanting to dodge into the painting, so he hugged his fists and said slowly: "Miss Ren." ”

His voice was gentle and thick, calm and slow, condensed in the cold wind, and floated to Ren Yingying's ears, her graceful body moved, and slowly turned around.

A black gauze hangs low, shaking in the cold wind, the face as white as jade looms, the eyes on the black gauze are black and white, the eyes are clear and cold, like the water of the West Lake.

She looked at Xiao Yuesheng fixedly, her eyes were clear, no sadness or joy, as if she was looking at a stranger, she looked at it, turned around, and stayed in his graceful back.

Xiao Yuesheng touched the mustache on his lips, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said softly, "Has Ling Zun's injury improved?"

Ren Yingying's body was motionless, without saying a word, and the painting slowly drove in the opposite direction.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed secretly, seeing that she was dressed so thinly, a sense of pity and guilt suddenly welled up in her heart, although she was righteous and strict, but let me do it was her father after all.

took off the snow-white mink fur on his body, shook his left hand, and the mink fur was like a white cloud, floating in the air, falling gently, and covering Ren Yingying's body.

The mink fur fell just right, and landed on Ren Yingying's body, which was no different from carefully dressed, showing the subtlety of his technique.

Ren Yingying only felt that her body was warm, the cold wind disappeared suddenly, and she couldn't invade, and there seemed to be a unique fresh breath around her, which was the smell of Xiao Yuesheng's body.

Her heart was like falling into a cold cellar, her heart was painful, and she deliberately wore a thin shirt in this cold weather, as if the pain in her body could reduce the pain in her heart, and tortured herself like this, and her heart felt even more happy, as if she was punishing Xiao Yuesheng.

She knew that it was Xiao Yuesheng's mink qiu, and her heart suddenly erupted with anger, her body shook, and the mink qiu fell into the lake.

She didn't look back, standing in the cold wind, her graceful back revealing loneliness and coldness.

Xiao Yuesheng saw that his heart was sour, he let out a long sigh, and raised his voice: "Miss Ren, come over and talk about it, how about it?"

Ren Yingying was silent, letting the painting gently drift and drift away.

"Master, who is it?" Jiang Nanyun came out of the curtain, dressed in a thin moon-white shirt, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and asked with a smile.

She stood at the bow of the boat, looked at the situation, and saw Ren Yingying's lonely figure, she couldn't help but be stunned, and hurriedly said, "Is it Sister Ren?"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, nodded and said, "Let's go!"

After that, he was going to turn around and go back to painting, the matter had come to this, and it was useless to say more, so he could only sigh secretly.

Jiang Nanyun glanced at the mink Qiu floating on the lake, looked at Xiao Yuesheng's back, and then looked up at Ren Yingying on the painting, shook his head and sighed.

"Yingying, I want to see if this stinky boy has three heads and six arms!" A hoarse voice sounded, and the curtain of the door was raised, revealing a delicate but pale face, but it was left to me to get out of the fat and stand in the bow of the boat.

He has been staying in the painting, using his skills to heal his wounds, although he heard Xiao Yuesheng's voice, he couldn't finish it for a while.

Ren Yingying didn't say that Xiao Yuesheng would not be saved when she saw death, but she asked Tiannai to say that the right envoy of the Moon God Sect had read countless people, and her eyes were vicious.

Let me do the temper of the sect leader, I would rather be responsible for the people of the world than the people of the world for me, and I have a deep hatred for Xiao Yuesheng.

"Daddy!" Ren Yingying frowned, looking at me coldly.

Let me do it hurt the Shuangjie of the Huashan faction for no reason, which made her feel quite unhappy, if it was an ordinary person, it would hurt if it was hurt, but these two people, especially Lin Pingzhi, have a deep relationship with Xiao Yuesheng, she loves the house and Wu, so she is a little disliked.

But after all, he is his own father, and he can't directly denounce him, so he can only wronged himself and went to accompany the crime, but he didn't expect to cause a storm.

"Yingying, what's the limit of this stinky boy, let me slap him to death with one palm!" Ren Wuxing shouted in a deep voice, turning his head to look this way.

Xiao Yuesheng had just stepped into the fat with one foot, and when he heard the sound of letting me go, he stopped and turned around, and slowly walked back.

"Do it to me?!" Ling Hu Chong and Lin Pingzhi came out of the curtain and stood behind Xiao Yuesheng, their eyes blazing, looking at the distance as they could do it.

Ling Hu Chong pursed his mouth tightly, his face was tense, his right hand held the hilt of the sword, his green muscles were raised, but his face was calm, and he looked at it lightly.

Lin Pingzhi's face was solemn, no sorrow or joy, his feet were not eight, his hands were lowered, his whole body was relaxed, and only a pair of handsome eyes were shining, like electric light under the rock, which was extremely intimidating.

Cultivating the body, dwelling in the air, his temperament, influenced by the swordsmanship he has learned, is more and more intimidating like thunder and lightning.

Behind him, the girls also came out and saw Ren Yingying.

"Sister Jiang, what's wrong?" Su Qingqing's bright eyes were shining brightly, and Ying Ying asked.

Jiang Nanyun couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw them all coming out, glanced at the master, saw that his expression was calm, and he shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just an acquaintance." ”

"Xiao Darttou, let's catch up!" Lin Pingzhi suddenly spoke, he had always been silent, but when he spoke at this time, his voice was sonorous and unquestionable.

Xiao Yuesheng turned around and swept over everyone, shaking his head: "What if you catch up?"

"......" Lin Pingzhi was silent, his face changed, flickering brightly and darkly, he was silent, and after a while, he took a long breath: "The gentleman takes revenge, it's not too late for ten years, forget it!"

As soon as he calmed his thoughts, Ling Hu Chong smiled slightly: "Mr. Xiao, I still want to compete with Ren Wuxing!"

Xiao Yuesheng's heavy brows moved, and he looked at him.

Ling Hu Chong smiled lazily and looked determined: "This time, I don't have internal strength, let's see if he can still use star absorption**!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, absorbing stars ** is not only to absorb people's internal force, subtle and mysterious, far from being imagined by people, otherwise, it will be difficult to become the leader of the Moon God Sect if I do it.

Although he thought so, he didn't stop it, he was not a celestial being, he couldn't shelter everyone, and besides, people wouldn't be reasonable, so they could only be disgusted.

He didn't speak, but Jiang Nanyun said: "Linghu Gongzi, you don't have internal strength, I'm afraid you are not an opponent who can do anything!"

"Give it a try!" Ling Hu Chong smiled firmly, free and uninhibited, and had a unique charm.

Jiang Nanyun glanced at the master, and saw that he didn't stop him, so he didn't say more.

Before they moved, the painting over there was slowly driving over, and a cold wind blew, making Fox Chong tighten his clothes.

He had just come out of the painting, he was not wearing much, and he had no internal force to protect his body, but he felt that the cold wind was like a knife, and he kept cutting his face, and he got in from under his clothes, and his whole body was cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Suddenly, a hand was put on his back, but it was Lin Pingzhi who saw that the senior brother was abnormal, so he saved his internal strength and put in an internal force.

The warm internal force entered his body slowly, running in the meridians of his body for a week, and his body suddenly warmed up, and the cold was repelled.

After running for a week, Lin Pingzhi took his palm.

Ling Hu Chong felt that this internal breath stopped circulating in his body, and it did not decrease or disappear, as if he had turned into a small snake, shuttling non-stop.

He was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that Senior Brother Lin's internal strength was so exquisite, and his palm was withdrawn, but it still did not dissipate.

The painting was close, on the bow of the boat, Ren Xing was dressed in a green shirt, his face was pale, his eyes were like falcons, his eyes were like electricity, he swept around, and saw Ling Hu Chong and Lin Pingzhi.

Xiang Wentian was dressed in white, standing beside him, looking at Xiao Yuesheng and the others lightly, turning his head to glance at the painting, revealing a gentle smile.

Ren Wuxing glanced at everyone and showed a sarcastic smile: "Yo, the kid surnamed Xiao, I didn't expect you to get mixed up with these two boys from the Huashan faction!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly and ignored it, but Ling Hu Chong couldn't hear this, and smiled: "Let me do it, you are alone, you want to mess with us, but you don't accompany you!"

"What a sharp-toothed boy, I haven't had enough of the hardships I had last time?!" laughed as he pleased.

Ling Hu Chong's face sank, and he sneered: "Isn't it just an internal force, take it and take it, without internal force, what can you do with me?!"

"Yo, boy's hard mouth!" "Let me walk with a sarcastic smile on his face, his body shook, and he floated up, like an eagle grabbing a rabbit, and swept over.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't make a move, relying on him to fall in front of him safely, the white shadow flashed, and Xiang Wentian fell behind him, his expression was calm, and he stood quietly with his hands in his hands, like a statue.

"Come on, come on, I want to see, you still have a few points left in your ability!" Let me do the sword eyebrows, his eyes burned, he snorted in his nose, reached forward with his palm, and hit Ling Hu Chong's chest.

"Qiang-!" A clear groan, a flash of lightning, and the long sword stabbed straight ahead, not very fast.

Ren Xing's right palm seemed to deliberately hit the tip of the sword, his face changed, he twisted his waist to exert force, took a step diagonally, and hit his shoulder.

Ling Hu Chong smiled lazily, his wrist flipped, the tip of the sword trembled, and a sword flower appeared, blocking in front of his palm, forcing him to withdraw his palm.

These two swords are used, the movements are slow, lazy and seem to be careless, but they are often the last to come, and although they are good at hand, they are bound and difficult to take a step forward.

"Sure enough, it's a good swordsmanship!" Ren Xing snorted in a deep voice, and gave his surname, so he had to use his palm technique to fight the fox chong.

A light fluttering palm slapped out, the body was in a zigzag shape, like a lightning bolt, and it flashed by, and came to the left rear side, the palm was light, and suddenly accelerated.

Linghu Chong saw that his body was so fast, he was not in a hurry, his body did not turn, his left arm was raised, and the long sword stabbed out from his armpit.

Let me do it, a lightning-like palm seemed to slap at the tip of his sword, although his internal strength was strong, but how could the drive of flesh and blood be compared with the long sword, in desperation, he could only withdraw and change the style.

He turned his body again, and in a moment, he came to the right back side of Ling Hu Chong, and his palm was faster, hitting the big hole of his vest.

Linghu Chong was about to turn around, but it was too late, he took a step on his upper body, twisted his waist and turned back, and the long sword stabbed out, like a drunken concubine.

This sword was extremely fast by twisting the waist, and let me hurriedly withdraw my palm, take a step back, and rush forward again.

This time, his palm technique changed again, fluctuating, virtual and real, dazzling, the steps under his feet were strange, and unconsciously, a palm was already in front of his face.

The women next to them were worried, and they all shouted softly, for fear that Linghu Chong would not be able to dodge.

As soon as Linghu Chong fell, the long sword was erected, and he slapped the tip of his sword with this palm, and stretched out his other hand and pressed it on the ground to prevent himself from falling.

Ren Xing sneered, and slapped out the other palm, taking advantage of the fact that as soon as he landed, his left hand was supported, and his right hand was too late to exert force, he slapped out one palm.

"Dang" made a crisp sound, and the palm of his hand hit the sword body, like the sound of gold and iron.

Linghu Chong relied on the subtlety of swordsmanship, and when it came to internal force, it had been abolished, let me do this palm full of internal force, and when it was slapped, there was a crisp sound, and the long sword was broken into two.

Ren Wuxing sneered, and when he was about to chase again, he slapped Linghu Chong who fell to the ground, but suddenly changed color, and then retreated.

"Sect Master?!" asked in a low voice as he took a step forward to ask the Heavenly Detective.

Let my expression remain the same, but he just glanced at Ling Hu Chong deeply, and then looked at Lin Pingzhi, "hey" Ran sneered, and nodded slowly: "Okay, good!"

He had already discovered that there was a strange internal force in Ling Hu Chong's body, which was the internal force that made him absorb stars.

This internal force is contained in Lin Pingzhi's body, just now when he saw Linghu Chong's cold, he gave him some time, but it was condensed but not dispersed, and it played a role at this time, and he retreated and let it go.

Otherwise, according to the surname of Ren Xing, I will start when I do it, so that such a scourge as Hu Chong must be eliminated as soon as possible, so as not to cause a big disaster in the future.

Lin Pingzhi took a step forward, blocking in front of Ling Hu Chong, pressing the hilt of the sword with his hand, his expression was calm, his eyes were blazing, and he was staring at him without fear.

Ren Xing stared at Lin Pingzhi, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see through the handsome and extraordinary young man in front of him, with a fierce expression.

Lin Pingzhi is like the water of an ancient well, unable to wave, his eyes are calm, and he looks at him lightly.

"Okay, okay, boy, your surname is Lin, right?" Ren Xing retracted his gaze, nodded, praised a few words, and asked in a deep voice.

"Not bad. Lin Pingzhi bowed slightly.

Ling Hu Chong stood up, glanced at the long sword broken in two on the deck, shook his head, and sighed in his heart, let me do it, I really deserve to be the master of the Demon Sect, and his skills are extremely profound.

Although the Huashan faction does not have the rule of "the sword is in the people, the sword is dead", but this sword was given by the master himself when he started, and he followed him for more than ten years, and his feelings were very deep, and he used it very smoothly, as if it was integrated into the flesh and blood, such as the arm and fingers, for him, even if others took the sword to exchange, he would not change.

Ren Xing stared at Lin Pingzhi, waved his hand, and snorted in a deep voice with some impatience: "You are not my opponent, retreat!"

After that, his gaze swept over Lin Pingzhi and Ling Hu Chong, fell on Xiao Yuesheng's body, and grinned: "The surname Xiao, don't hide your head and show your tail, come over and have a good fight!"

Xiao Yuesheng touched the mustache on his lips, shook his head and smiled: "Sect Master, I won't do anything with you!"

"Hmm-?!" Let me do a frown, the majesty was immediately revealed, and the compelling momentum spread, and all the women in Jiangnan Yun felt that the air had become heavy.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, did not speak, his eyes were peaceful, Yue Lingshan was very dissatisfied, Xiao Yuesheng didn't even see the expression of an enemy at all.

Let me do it and sneered: "If you don't fight, I want to fight!"

As he spoke, his body rushed violently, and he came straight to Xiao Yuesheng, with a fierce momentum, like a tiger descending from the mountain, fierce and fierce.

Xiao Yuesheng stood at the end of the crowd, with the women in front of him, and let me go with a twist under my feet, around a big arc, around the women, around Xiao Yuesheng's back, and hit with his palm.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, his face sank, he was already angry in his heart, but he didn't make a move, and there was already a graceful figure in front of him blocking it.

Jiang Nanyun stood up, stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, and clenched his fists to let me go: "Master has something, the disciple obeys his work, he is the master, the family teacher doesn't want to do it, why bother forcing each other?!"

"Little girl, go aside, I'll talk to your master!" waved his hand unceremoniously and said coldly, his brows furrowed, his face full of impatience.

The women immediately glared at each other angrily, and glared fiercely at any of them.

Jiang Nanyun has a beautiful appearance, a variety of styles, and a variety of temperaments, a smart wrist, exquisite heart, among the women, the popularity is excellent, seeing that I am so unkind to Jiang Nanyun, I am very angry, angry at each other.

Jiangnan Yunyu's face was still smiling, like a delicate flower blooming, exuding a moving fragrance, and shaking his head with a smile: "You are a senior, but you have to respect yourself!"

"What if you don't have self-respect?!" Let me go full of irritability, and waved his hand: "Go, adults talk, don't interject!"

Jiang Nanyun finally got a little angry, turned to Xiao Yuesheng and said, "Master, I'm going to do it!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "Don't go too far!"

"I know!" Jiang Nanyun was disgusted, turned around again, and snorted at Ren Xing: "Before, I respected you as a senior, and you were kind and good-spoken, but you didn't know what to do,...... Okay, if you want to do it with my master, you must pass my level first!"

After saying that, the jade face sank, and her eyebrows were raised, and she looked angry.

"Use a knife to kill chickens, sect leader, I'll try this little girl!" Xiang Wentian, dressed in white, floated to the side of Ren Xing, and said with his fists clenched.

"Brother Xiang, you have to be careful!" Ren Wuxing glanced at Jiang Nanyun, and slowly instructed Xiang Wentian, his face was solemn.

Although he spoke arrogantly and rudely, he was by no means a shallow person, his eyes were vicious, and he could see Jiang Nanyun's extraordinaryness at a glance.

But even if this is extraordinary, how can you put it in your eyes!?

"Sect Master, don't worry!" Xiang Wentian nodded slowly, his expression serious.

Ren Wuxing nodded, took a step back, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he had made up his mind, and he had to give Xiao Yuesheng an ugly look today.

Xiang Wentian was dressed in white, fluttering, a little dusty, but there was a heroic and rough temperament between his eyebrows.

Jiang Nanyun looked at Xiang Wentian carefully, shook his head, knowing that this person was not his opponent, and said gently: "This senior, I don't know whether to compete with swords or fists?"

"Hehe, the old man's swordsmanship is average, why don't we stretch out our fists and feet?"

"Little woman accompanyed!" Jiang Nanyun nodded lightly, said "There is a prerogative", and punched out lightly.

Xiang Wentian smiled heartily, stepped to catch up, and also punched out, wanting to make a hard move with Jiang Nanyun to find out the details.

Jiang Nanyun didn't dodge, pursed his lips and smiled, turning his fist into a palm, becoming more and more frequent, as if he was stretching his waist, as if he didn't have any strength.

Xiang Wentian didn't dare to be careless, he faintly felt that this beautiful woman had profound skills and was never below him.

He had a smile on his face, it seemed to be hearty, but his surname was ruthless, and he never let it go, this punch came out, faster and faster, sneering, and almost had the momentum of breaking Yue with a punch.

Jiang Nanyun frowned slightly, he didn't expect Xiang Wentian to be like this, as if he was using all his strength in one punch, as if he was his enemy.

Her eyes were bright, the brilliance flowed, and she glanced at Ren Xing, he was sneering, and then glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, the master touched his mustache, and his eyes were calm and indifferent.

She thought about it, bit her red lip lightly, and her palm quietly changed, originally white and smooth, but slowly became warm and crystalline, as if it had turned into white jade.

This palm is her housekeeping skill, breaking the jade palm.

The broken jade palm seems to be light and fluttering, without a trace of internal force, as if it is the palm technique of the most yin and soft, but in fact it is diametrically opposite.

The internal force contained in the palm of the palm is like forming several layers of jade, the tenacity is abnormal, and the internal force hit by the opponent is often released and returned.

Therefore, the deeper the internal force used by the other party, the greater the power of the counterattack, and the more suffering he suffered, this is Jiang Nanyun Seeing that Xiang Wentian was so ruthless, he was also ruthless in his heart, and he didn't care that he was Ren Yingying's elder.

Nowadays, Jiang Nanyun's jade-breaking palm method has been cultivated to three layers, and the internal force contained in the palm has formed six paths, which can form six internal forces between one palm, or rigid or soft, or yin or yang, or cold or hot, each with its own changes, and it is extremely mysterious.

Breaking the first layer of the jade palm, two internal forces can be formed, one yin and one yang, which can completely dissolve the internal force of the other party, and when the second layer is made, it can already rebound the internal force, just like the way of the Murong family, and give it back to the other body.

This set of palm techniques is inspired by Xiao Yuesheng's mental method of the Murong family, and innovates it, making it more mysterious and powerful.

Xiang Wentian fist was like a meteor, whirring and hitting Jiang Nanyun, with an indifferent expression on his face, as if he thought fate was child's play and didn't take it to heart.

Jiang Nanyun's delicate mouth had a hint of a sneer, and his right palm was snow-white and crystalline, as if it was completely carved from a whole piece of white jade, exquisite and moving.

"Broken Jade Palm!" Song Mengjun snorted softly.

For this set of palm techniques, Song Mengjun knows a lot and is envious, such a mastery is only Jiangnan Yun's introductory mental method, which is really impressive, the martial arts of the Xiao family are too mysterious, and Jiangnan Yun's blessings are not shallow.

"It's the broken jade palm!" Su Qingqing shook his head and sighed lightly, throwing a sympathetic glance at Wentian.

Yue Lingshan was curious, and hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Sister Su, what kind of jade palm did she make?"

Su Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head, the two didn't know why, as if they were born enemies, they were both very good people, but they didn't get along.

Since the two of them came together, they naturally wouldn't learn martial arts, so Su Qingqing said in a low voice: "Sister Jiang is using a broken jade palm!"

"Is the broken jade palm very powerful?" Yue Lingshan said with some disbelief.

"Well, it's powerful, and it's extraordinary. Su Qingqing nodded lightly, trying to speak as indifferently as possible, so as not to annoy Yue Lingshan again.

"Hmm......" Yue Lingshan nodded, her eyes wide, wanting to take a closer look.

"Bang!" The two palms intersected, one large and one small, one black and one white, as if the two wooden barrels had collided together, making a muffled sound.

Jiang Nanyun's clothes fluttered, moving without wind, like a gust of wind blowing out between the two, but it was caused by the internal force of the two.

She took a step back lightly, and was in the air, her lotus feet swirling, and her movements were gentle and graceful, like a dance.

Xiang Wentian stepped on the deck with his feet, not off the ground, but his body was smooth and smooth, as if sliding on the snow, leaving two slip marks, straight as parallel lines.

His face was flushed, his shirt fluttered, and he slid straight to the side of the painted boat, and with a "bang", several railings were broken, and he fell into it.

"Slap" palm, he slapped it next to him, and then pulled out his body, his face was red, as if he was drunk, and his body kept shaking.

"Brother Xiang!" Ren Wuxing frowned, as if he was hesitating, stepped out, came to Xiang Wentian, and put his palm on it.

Let the internal force of my own line enter his body, extremely domineering, suppressing all the boiling internal force, unable to raise his head, and make him subdued.

Xiang Wentian sighed, looked at Jiang Nanyun, and exclaimed: "Miss Jiang, such a deep internal force, admire Xiang Mou!"

If Jiang Nanyun was the same age as him and had such a deep internal force, he would not be so surprised and admired, but Jiang Nanyun was so young, but he had such a deep internal force, it would be a little shocking, even if he was as arrogant as him, he couldn't help but admire.

"To the seniors, concede!" Jiang Nanyun smiled, as if nothing happened.

Ren Wuxing put down his hand, glanced at Jiang Nanyun, and snorted coldly: "Sure enough, he is worthy of Xiao Yihan's disciple!"

"The little girl only has the master's skin. Jiang Nanyun Yanran chuckled, her bright eyes flowed, and she glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, charming and enchanting.

"I want to see how powerful Xiao Yihan's little fur is!" Let me snort lightly, his body shook, and suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Nanyun, and he punched out, just like the punch to Wentian just now.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, his body swayed, floating away like a flying flotsam: "Ren senior, you are fighting without declaring a war, and you have lost the demeanor of your predecessors!"

"The old man does what he wants, I don't know what his demeanor is!" Let me do it coldly, with a force under my feet, I chased Jiang Nanyun again, and still punched straight to his heart.

Jiang Nanyun floated out of his palm, his palm was like white jade, Yue Lingshan recognized that it was in the broken jade palm that he had just cast, it seemed that this broken jade palm was indeed very powerful.

The two of them intersected with their fists, but it was not as loud as people thought, but a soft sound of "pop", which was extremely slight and imperceptible.

The two fists seemed to stick together, frozen in the air, motionless.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, and understood in his heart that the two of them were really fighting internal strength.

"Not good!" Ling Hu Chong's face changed, and he thought of absorbing stars**.

"Senior Brother Lin, borrow the sword and use it!" He turned around and drank lightly, taking advantage of Lin Ping's stunned kung fu, he pulled out the long sword at his waist, and with a "snort", his body and sword were united, floating into the entrance, and stabbing at the intersection of the two palms and fists.

The sword was as fast as lightning, without warning, and everyone else was unable to react.

Jiang Nanyun smiled lightly, one hand was still glued to Ren Xing's fist, and with a wave of the other hand, Luo sleeves were lightly flicked, seemingly gentle and slow, but he just rolled up his long sword and shook it slightly.

Ling Hu Chong only felt a huge force surging over, pouring in from the sword body and straight into the body, mighty but soft.

Under the surging internal force, he couldn't help but slide flat, and then withdrew more than two feet.

Yue Lingshan hurriedly ran over, looking frightened, and hugged Ling Hu Chong's arm, not letting him be stupid.

Jiang Nanyun's internal strength is deep, she knows very well, with the internal strength of the senior brother, rashly solving the situation of the two competing for internal strength is tantamount to seeking death.

(To be continued)