Just when Chen Dasheng's iron fist was about to hit Hu Qingwan, there was a gust of wind in his ears, and out of the corner of his eye, something seemed to be shooting towards Chen Dasheng.
A feeling of danger arose spontaneously, and Chen Dasheng immediately became vigilant. His iron fist immediately stopped his castration, immediately retracted it, and suddenly jumped back a step.
"Tsk!"
An invisible air sword passed in front of Chen Dasheng like a bullet, bringing up a long air wave. Chen Dasheng had no doubt about the sharpness of the air wave. If he had not avoided it in time, he would definitely have been shot out.
A transparent hole.
He frowned and turned to look at the door of the big house with a very ugly expression. Qin Mufeng still pointed his two fingers at Chen Dasheng. Obviously, it was Qin Mufeng who was making a sneak attack just now.
"Junior Brother Qin, a sneak attack from behind is too much, isn't it?" Before Chen Dasheng could curse, Chen Xiaoli had already opened his mouth with a frosty face. Just now, she was only watching the battle, and she didn't expect that Qin Mufeng, who was standing next to her, would suddenly
Make a sneak attack on Chen Dasheng.
Faced with Chen Xiaoli's question, Qin Mufeng withdrew his two fingers and said with an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Chen, the situation was urgent just now. If I hadn't taken action, Junior Sister Hu would have been severely injured by your brother. I hope Senior Sister Chen will do a lot of damage to Wang Han."
"snort!"
Chen Xiaoli snorted. It was indeed critical just now, but a competition is a competition. She believed that Chen Dasheng would know the severity. On the contrary, this sneak attack from behind was the behavior of a villain. Although Qin Mufeng had a reason to take action, it was not convincing enough.
Fortunately, Chen Dasheng reacted quickly and evaded the sneak attack. Otherwise, with Chen Xiaoli's temper, he would have already taken action against Qin Mufeng.
Seeing Chen Xiaoli turning aside with a frosty expression, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Qin Mufeng's face, and he immediately turned around and walked towards the courtyard.
"I'm really sorry just now. Qin was worried about the safety of his junior sister and made a sneak attack. I hope junior brother Chen won't take it to heart." Qin Mufeng slowly walked to Hu Qingwan's side, and raised his hand to Chen Dasheng as he walked.
Chen Dasheng's expression was a little ugly. Why did he care about the safety of his junior sister? In Chen Dasheng's opinion, this guy clearly did it on purpose. If he wanted to save his junior sister, the move he just made was not good at the shooter's foot, but it hit his own chest.
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He looked at Hu Qingwan indifferently, and Hu Qingwan nodded slightly, indicating that she was fine. Qin Mufeng then looked at Chen Dasheng and said, "Junior brother Chen is indeed a heroic young man. Qin also wants to ask for some advice. I don't know if Chen Dasheng
Junior brother, do you want to show your respect?"
"Huh?" When Chen Dasheng heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Mufeng strangely. There was a faint smile on Qin Mufeng's cold face. There was three points of fighting spirit and seven points of expectation in his eyes.
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"What martial arts did you just use?" Chen Dasheng did not answer directly, but asked Qin Mufeng.
Use your fingers to send out sword energy. He has only seen Nangong Mu perform it, but Nangong Mu is an innate martial artist after all. He can use his inner strength to hurt others. For a martial artist, that is almost impossible. However, Qin Mufeng not only did
It's here. Moreover, the sword energy has shot so far, condensing and not dissipating. Based on Chen Dasheng's knowledge, this is simply unheard of.
"Dragon Finger!" Qin Mufeng slowly spat out three words with a rather proud tone.
"Tianlong Finger?" Chen Dasheng heard this. His eyes lingered on Qin Mufeng's face for a moment, then he nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you."
Not only did Chen Dasheng ignore the past grudges, but he agreed so readily that Qin Mufeng couldn't help but curl his lips, "Junior brother Chen is really broad-minded, Qin admires him!"
When Hu Qingwan saw Qin Mufeng coming to take over, she also bowed her hand to Chen Dasheng and immediately walked to the edge of the yard, leaving the battlefield to Chen Dasheng and Qin Mufeng.
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"laugh!"
Qin Mufeng pointed a finger at Chen Dasheng from a distance, and an invisible energy tore through the air directly, like lightning, heading straight towards Chen Dasheng.
"So fast!"
Chen Dasheng's pupils shrank. At this time, he was facing Qin Mufeng head-on, and he felt the power of the fingering technique, which was so fast that it was like a bullet coming out of the barrel.
Zui Xian Wang Yue Bu was used with all his strength, his body fell to the side, and the finger breath brushed past his ears. Chen Dasheng could even clearly hear the crackling sound of the finger breath tearing the air.
"Porphyrin!"
With a sound, the finger energy hit the wall not far behind Chen Dasheng. A transparent hole suddenly appeared on your wall, which shows the power of the finger energy.
Qin Mufeng didn't give Chen Dasheng any chance to breathe. He just dodged one finger and shot with another.
Facing Qin Mufeng's attack, Chen Dasheng did not make any resistance and continued to use Qinggong to dodge. However, this time when facing Qin Mufeng, it was much more difficult to dodge.
Compared with Hu Qingwan's claw skills just now, Qin Mufeng's finger skills are a bit less domineering and vicious, but more sharp and swift. The attack speed of the finger skills is really fast. Chen Dasheng relies on speed to dodge. This speed
When faced with speed, the figure that was so cool at the beginning now looks even more staggering.
After just five fingers, Chen Dasheng was hit by a finger on his shoulder. Although it was just a skin injury, the pain still made Chen Dasheng grin. Faced with Qin Mufeng's pointing, the only thing Chen Dasheng could do was to dodge. It was really dangerous.
If you are not careful, if you are shot in the head with a finger, you will definitely die.
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"Zixuan, go back to your room and get your sword!"
Chen Xiaoli saw him at the side and was anxious in his heart. She was not as good as Qin Mufeng. If the two of them competed, it would be difficult for her to take action until her life was at stake.
Tianlong pointed fiercely, how could Chen Xiaoli not know that when Chen Dasheng just dodged, he just thought that because he didn't have the weapon at his disposal, he let Nangong Zixuan take the sword.
Nangong Zixuan responded and hurriedly turned around and went back to her room, leaving Chen Xiaoli behind in the courtyard.
This Tianlong fingering is really powerful! Chen Xiaoli watched Qin Mufeng swaying his fingers from the side, and couldn't help but feel a little bit stunned in his heart. With the speed of this fingering, if she didn't have a weapon in hand, even if she encountered him, she would not dare to attack him directly.
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Faced with such a powerful fingering technique, there is only one way to break it, and that is to get close. After all, this fingering technique is a long-range attack. As long as someone gets close to you, the power will naturally be greatly reduced. Unfortunately, the fingering technique is too
Too intensive, Tai Chi is too defensive, Chen Dasheng's Qing Gong is good, but in the face of the Qi pointing one after another, it is difficult to get close to Qin Mufeng!
Seeing Chen Dasheng dodging left and right, surrounded by dangers, Chen Xiaoli felt very anxious. If this kid had no choice but to use the Shenglong Fist to fight back, he would be in trouble.
"Chen Dasheng, take the sword!"
Just when Chen Xiaoli's palms were sweating, Nangong Zixuan ran out holding a red and simple long sword, holding the scabbard in her hand. With a strong inner energy, the long sword came out of the sheath with a clang.
The handle moved forward and shot in the direction of Chen Dasheng.
With many marks on his body, Chen Dasheng was being driven into a rage by Qin Mufeng. When he heard Nangong Zixuan's shout, he turned around and saw a long sword shooting towards him. He suddenly felt happy, raised his body, and quickly pointed towards the sword.
Grab the handle.
A cold light flashed in Qin Mufeng's eyes. How could he let Chen Dasheng have a weapon in his hand? He pointed at it from a distance.
The finger energy passed through the space and shot directly onto the fiery red sword body.
"choke!"
Along with the harsh sound of gold and iron, a trace of fire splashed on the sword body. Just when Chen Dasheng was about to grab the hilt, the long sword was directly knocked away by the pointing energy.
Swish, swish, swish!
The long sword drew several circles in mid-air and was firmly inserted into the bluestone floor tiles not far away.
"Fuck!"
Chen Dasheng couldn't help but spit, rolled on the spot, rolled to the side of the long sword, and pulled out the long sword.
A strange color flashed in Qin Mufeng's eyes. If it were an ordinary long sword, it would have been broken into several pieces by that finger just now. Obviously, the sword in Chen Dasheng's hand is definitely not an ordinary thing.
The blade of the sword is very thick and heavy. It is red in color and has a texture. The blade is not sharp and is even a bit blunt. The hilt feels warm when held in the hand. It is definitely not a mortal thing.
This is the sword of Nangong Zixuan, the sword of the dignified third lady of the Nangong family. How can it be comparable to any other sword? With the weapon in hand, Chen Dasheng stopped hiding and stood up slowly, looking at Qin Mufeng not far away.
, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
