Today's White Tiger Sect is no longer the former White Tiger Sect. Five of the eight elders were killed by Zhao Dahe. Their prestige was really ruined. Even if the strength is still there, they are still hungry, thin, and sick, and their deterrence is not that strong.
Chu Li frowned and looked at her: "Are you from the White Tiger Sect?"
"Not bad!" Yang Ying hummed: "I heard that you are very powerful, so I came here to learn from you!"
"Your cultivation is too poor, so let's forget it." Chu Li shook his head.
Yang Ying shouted dissatisfied: "Nonsense, my cultivation is so bad!"
Chu Li smiled, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
Chu Li's contempt was ready to come out.
Yang Ying shouted angrily: "People named Zhao, don't underestimate me!"
Chu Li shook his head: "I won't fight with anyone casually, so please come back."
"Watch the move!" Yang Ying jumped up, as light as a spirit swallow, and her small fist was in front of Chu Li in the blink of an eye, very fast.
Chu Li turned sideways to avoid it.
Yang Ying turned her fist into a palm and struck his neck like a long knife.
Chu Li turned aside to avoid it again.
Yang Ying turned her palm into a fist and struck straight down.
Chu Li moved sideways and avoided it again.
"Bang!" Linglong's delicate fist hit the table.
"Crash!" The Eight Immortals table suddenly turned into a pile of fragments, mixed with the dishes.
Chu Li didn't get any water on his body. He shook his head and said: "You are too careless, Miss Yang. You will pay for the loss of this table. Take your leave!"
After saying that, he flew out of the window and landed lightly on the roof of the street across the street. He nodded a few more times and completely disappeared from people's sight.
Yang Ying was lying in front of the window, watching Chu Li flying away like a white crane. She stamped her feet angrily, took out a piece of silver from her arms and threw it into the arms of the shopkeeper who came over, and said bitterly: "That's enough.
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"Haha, that's enough, that's enough." The shopkeeper nodded hurriedly.
The backstage of Jiuxing Tower was originally the Tiger Roar Hall, and the backstage of the Tiger Roar Hall was the White Tiger Sect. After all, they were all one family.
Yang Ying turned around and walked through the window lightly, fluttering away.
Everyone immediately started talking, praising this beautiful girl for her courage and her undesirable actions.
Zhao Dahe, he was the man who killed the five elders of the White Tiger Sect. A small direct disciple came to challenge him, wasn't he deliberately seeking death?
Fortunately, this girl is beautiful and Zhao Dahe is a man, so he won't be cruel.
Is this just the wishful thinking of the White Tiger Sect? If a man cannot be defeated, he will send a woman to use a beauty trick. Even if he cannot be defeated, he will be taken into the White Tiger Sect and become the son-in-law of the White Tiger Sect?
This is a wishful thinking, the White Tiger Sect is indeed the White Tiger Sect.
Everyone was filled with admiration and felt that this move of the White Tiger Sect was really brilliant. It turned the original enemy into a help without losing any blood. From then on, the White Tiger Sect was still the White Tiger Sect and still suppressed the Chiyang Sect.
Chu Li fluttered back to his yard, shaking his head and laughing to himself.
He saw what was going on in Yang Ying's mind. It wasn't any other thoughts, it was just an idea to defeat him and make the White Tiger Sect famous.
She was a simple girl, so Chu Li couldn't bear to be cruel and avoided her.
Yang Ying's feet were light, as if she was riding the wind, but no matter how fast she was, she could not catch up with Chu Li, and she disappeared in the blink of an eye.
She stood on the roof of the house and thought for a while, then went straight to the Huiyao Hall and saw that the Huiyao Hall was being built in full swing, with people coming and going, and it was very lively.
She raised her voice and shouted: "Hey, who's from Huiyaotang?"
Her voice was delicate but clear, driven by her inner strength, and resounded in everyone's ears.
Everyone looked over and saw her beauty. Some were impressed, some were greedy, some were fiery, and she was shocked.
She immediately took a deep breath, gathered her energy, stared back with bright eyes, and shouted: "Which one is from Huiyaotang?"
Feng Wuji waved his hand: "I am from Huiyaotang. Who are you, miss?"
"Yang Ying, the direct disciple of the White Tiger Sect!" Yang Yingjiao shouted: "I just want to settle a score with you Huiyaotang people, come here!"
Feng Wuji couldn't help but laugh: "White Tiger Sect disciples still dare to come to Da Feng City?"
He took two steps forward, shook his head and said, "Girl, you are young, why can't you think about it?"
"Stop blabbering, where is Zhao Dahe?" Yang Ying hummed.
Feng Wuji shook his head and said, "What does the girl want from the master?"
"Beat him!" Yang Ying said.
Feng Wuji said: "I don't know where the hall master is."
"If you don't tell me, I'll beat you and make you tell me!" Yang Ying snorted.
Feng Wuji said: "Even if you kill me, I won't tell you!"
"Tough talk!" Yang Ying snorted: "Look at the boxing!"
She clenched her little fist and smashed it over. The fist was as white as if carved from white jade, delicate and cute.
Feng Wuji stretched out his hand to meet him.
"Bang!" Yang Ying stood on the spot, but Feng Wuji flew straight out, as if there was a rope suddenly pulled behind him.
He felt a huge force coming from the palm of his hand, and Pei Ran couldn't control it, so he flew up involuntarily.
He stared wide-eyed in the air, knowing that he had made a mistake.
This beautiful girl was actually born with divine power, and the power of this punch was amazing enough. A pure energy came from the palm of her hand and penetrated into her body to wreak havoc.
He was busy using his kung fu to block it. Facing this small but sharp internal force, he was as helpless as blocking a needle with a piece of cloth. He watched helplessly as it penetrated into his Dantian, like a needle pricking his Dantian, and his Dantian was instantly injured.
When the Dantian is injured, the inner strength suddenly becomes unsustainable and becomes scattered.
"Poof!" He fell to the ground and sprayed out a bloody arrow, looking at her in disbelief.
Yang Ying stood there with her fists raised, her tall chest raised, and she looked at him proudly: "What, do you know how powerful you are?"
"What are you..." Feng Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked with a wry smile.
Yang Ying glanced at the stunned people around her and hummed proudly: "Black Tiger punches the heart out!"
"What a black tiger heart punch!" Feng Wuji smiled bitterly and hugged his fists: "Feng is willing to be defeated!"
Even if he was not careless, he would not be able to parry this punch, and he would still end up defeated. His skills are inferior to others. There are only advantages and no disadvantages in admitting defeat early.
"Humph, it's really useless!" Yang Ying curled her lips and turned to glare at everyone: "Who else in Huiyao Hall is dissatisfied?"
"I'll come!" Lu Shu swaggered through the crowd and came to Feng Wuji: "Old Feng, you are too helpless. Did you go to see my sister last night?"
Feng Wuji smiled bitterly and said: "This Black Tiger's heart-opening fist is really powerful, and you are no match for it."
"Haha..." Lu Shu waved his fat hand and said with a smile: "I can't beat such a delicate and fragile girl. Isn't it that our Huiyao Hall is too unmanned?"
"Alas..." Feng Wuji shook his head.
Yang Ying hummed: "Let's make a deal first. If I defeat you, you have to tell me where Zhao Dahe is?"
"No problem!" Lu Shu nodded happily: "As long as you can defeat me, I will tell you the whereabouts of the hall master."
"Okay!" Yang Ying snorted: "Don't regret it!"
"I will never go back on my word!" Lu Shu patted his chest: "I, Old Lu, stick to my words and stick to my words!" (To be continued.)