"Oops..." Yun Qing screamed and took a few steps back. The clothes on her chest suddenly caught fire, and the flames flew wildly. She was so frightened that she hurriedly slapped her with her left hand wearing a gold silk glove...
Everyone looked at it dumbfounded, and some men thought obscenely that it was over, the big, round buns were all in vain, and they had to be baked before they were cooked, so they turned black and made the men lose their appetite.
After a quick slap, the flames on Yun Qing's chest were extinguished. Everyone looked over with interest, staring at her chest. They saw that the girl was not injured, and there was a faint golden light shining under the burned clothes. It turned out to be a piece of clothing.
Golden soft armor.
It turned out that this time Yun Qing came to challenge the masters of the Hua Sect and wanted to intimidate the heroes. Old Man Wuwu made careful preparations and gave the opponent another magic weapon of the Kunlun Sect, the golden silk soft armor. This armor was made of golden cicada silk mixed with other
Made of precious materials, invulnerable and durable
It defended herself, and Yunqing became more confident in her challenging journey. Thanks to this thing, otherwise, the flame knife just now would have burned her, especially the place where she was attacked was the girl's pride. If it was really burned by the fire,
Don't piss her off to death.
Even with the armor protecting him, Yun Qing felt a sharp pain when he was hit on his left chest. It suddenly swelled up and became even bigger, much larger than the one on the right, which looked very uncoordinated.
Yun Qing has always kept a clean mind and is extremely satisfied with his pair of snow peaks. In these years, he has never been touched by a man. How could he have thought that he would be beaten by the guy opposite him in full view of the public, causing swelling in his heart?
The humiliation can be imagined.
Seeing that the chief sect master had made extraordinary moves and had the upper hand from the very beginning, and now he was even more victorious, everyone was ecstatic, and immediately let out the bad breath in their chests. Glancing around, they saw that the area where Yun Qing was beaten was obviously enlarged, and the girl's face
It was extremely ugly, and a bunch of excited guys started taunting them.
"Young man, you're going crazy, are you going to get beaten?"
"It's okay, our chief sect leader is helping you enlarge your breasts. He has a pair of magic hands, and the place he touches will grow bigger."
"How about it, it feels good to be fucked by our chief sect leader..."
Just now, Yun Qing defeated the nine masters of Huamen one after another, and everyone was holding back a secret fire in their hearts. Now they finally straighten up, and this reaction is really normal.
The obscene words reached Yun Qing's ears. After all, she was a girl, so how could she bear it? Her pretty face turned pale, her body kept trembling, and she said angrily: "Ximen Lang, I have to kill you..."
Ximen Lang sneered, "Okay, if you have the guts, just come over."
The sword swung, and Yun Qing rushed over with a single step, using the trick "A Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix." In an instant, the Shuanghua Sword transformed into countless sword shadows and rushed towards it, sending out a cold air all over the sky.
This thunderous strike shocked many members of the Chinese clan, and they secretly sighed in their hearts. It turned out that this woman not only relied on the power of the strange sword, but also had outstanding martial arts skills.
Ximen Lang did not dare to be careless, and also used the unique move of the Arrogant Lingyun Sword, "pacify the world," and the sword in his hand emitted red light to greet him.
The two figures fought fiercely again. The humiliated Yun Qing was so angry that he used all his desperate moves. He would rather lose both sides than kill the other with his sword.
Damn girl, you are going to fight me to the death! Ximen Lang cursed in his heart. With confidence, he danced the blood-condensing sword and unleashed a set of arrogant Lingyun sword techniques.
Different from Suzaku and others just now, he is also holding a magic weapon. Although it ranks behind Shuanghua Sword, the hardness and sharpness of the two are almost the same. Shuanghua Sword cannot cut off the Blood Nugget Sword, and
Although Ximen Lang's Flame Sword Kung Fu was only a small success, it was enough to withstand the cold air coming from the sword from time to time. Therefore, he was basically invincible.
The fight in the yard is still continuing, but the fight between the green-robed ancestor and the psychic king in the hall has come to an end. After the latter was injured, his strength and speed were much weaker, and he could not be the opponent of the green-robed ancestor. Now
He was reduced to nothing but beatings.
The big fist of the green-robed ancestor was like a hammer, hitting the opponent one after another, making a terrifying sound. The psychic king was quite arrogant at the beginning, but as time went by, the opponent's terrifying strength made him
He was complaining endlessly. If he had not been injured before, he would have had the strength to fight against the opponent. Now it was impossible. Although his skin was strong and his flesh was thick, he gradually couldn't bear it. He began to vomit blood and his body began to shake. He was already at the end of his strength.
Damn it, I can’t do it anymore, if this continues, I will have to be beaten to death by him. The psychic king secretly cursed in his heart, how could he dare to fight anymore, he clapped his hands randomly, turned around and ran quickly towards the door of the hall, hoping to escape.
.
"Where to run?" the green-robed ancestor roared angrily. In a flash, he had already arrived behind the opponent and used all his strength to punch out the iron fist.
"Peng!"
The powerful body of the King of Psychics flew up after being hit, and landed in the yard with a banging sound. Several bricks on the ground were smashed, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood...
When Old Man Wuwu on the Kite saw the red-robed Lama on the ground, his face suddenly changed color and he exclaimed: "His Holiness, what's wrong with you?"
The psychic king felt as if his whole body was falling apart. He raised his head with difficulty and said weakly: "Old man, please save me quickly..."
In any case, the two were once allies, standing on the same front to deal with Ximen Lang. Now that the King of Psychics is in trouble, how can Old Man Wuwu ignore it? However, he also knows that he can make the King of Psychics look like this bear.
People's martial arts skills are unfathomable.
With a thought in his mind, Old Man Wuwu stared at the tall, one-armed man with a ferocious face, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The one-armed man cursed: "Your grandfather is the ancestor in green robes..."
What, this old guy is the Green-robed Patriarch, the first master of the evil way who was invincible in the world? Old man Wuwu was shocked. Of course he knew what these four words meant. Unexpectedly, after many years, this bloodthirsty old monster also
Returned to the world.
However, despite the reputable name of the Patriarch in Green Robe, Old Man Wuwu still did not take him seriously. He had a high self-esteem and always regarded himself as the number one master in martial arts and was fearless.
The old man Wuwu snorted coldly, "It turns out that you are an old man. You are so arrogant with only one arm left. You are really stubborn."
The green-robed ancestor had a ferocious look on his face, "Stop talking nonsense, if you are not afraid of death and want to stand up for this bald donkey, then hurry down and have a few tricks with me."
Next to him, Ximen Lang became more and more skilled in fighting and had completely controlled the situation. He turned around and said: "Master, you must not let this old guy go. He is responsible for murdering my apprentice. You have to help me vent my anger..."
PS: Recommend a good book, The Rogue Master in the Three Kingdoms, author: Mu Liuchuan