My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

pat.

When the severed hand fell to the ground.

Miyamoto didn't even react.

It was the optic nerve that told him that his hand was severed by the fluffy feather, so his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body began to hair.

When the pain came, his heart trembled, he took a few steps back, trying to avoid the feathers that were still falling towards him.

but.

That fluffy feather was like a tarsus maggot, no matter how much he dodged, he still couldn't escape.

"Hahahaha, didn't you shout for joy just now?!" The Chinese men, who were still lying on the ground and couldn't get up, suddenly laughed heartily, "Aren't you awesome?! Didn't you shout for people to come down and die? ?!"

"Now I'm fighting against a feather, oh no, I can't even beat a feather, isn't it very face-saving?"

"The so-called Japanese powerhouse is really nothing more than that! In China, three-year-old children are not afraid of feathers. How many half-step sword gods, bragging!"

In an instant, all Chinese people became proud.

They don't know what martial arts is, what is the sword god master's, but what they saw was the people of Huaxia, who cut off the hand of this arrogant Japanese man with a feather!

All this is enough to make them feel comfortable physically and mentally!

Miyamoto, who was so proud, could no longer bear the shame of being so threatened by a feather.

Immediately stopped.

With the other intact hand, he firmly grasped the hilt of the katana.

The aura of the whole person suddenly became fierce, as if the sharp blade in his hand gave people a feeling of being indomitable and capable of cutting everything.

"Hmph, look at my Beichen's unrivaled sword technique, I will chop you into pieces with one sword!!" Miyamoto spoke with a cold expression.

The samurai sword in his hand suddenly raised a dazzling light.

Like bright lightning flashing across the night sky, it is hard to look directly at.

Huang Huang's power was swept away, causing more than a dozen surrounding vehicles to collapse in an instant.

Slashing it down with a knife, in an instant, the people around only thought that the feather must be cut off directly.

however.

When the samurai sword and the feather collided together, there was a buzzing sound in the air. The feather seemed to be made of fine steel, and the samurai sword could not cut it.

Miyamoto didn't expect such an ending at all, he gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead suddenly popped up.

"Break it!" He roared, bringing Beichen Yidao Style's saber technique to the extreme.

Click.

At the place where the feathered samurai swords were handed over, there was finally an ear-piercing sound.

follow closely.

The samurai sword that had been with him for decades split open, and the broken part spread like a spider web. After three seconds, it was covered with the blade of the samurai sword.

boom!
The samurai sword finally couldn't hold it anymore and exploded on the spot.

It turned into fragments all over the place, and it was extremely messy.

"what!"

Miyamoto hadn't had time to react, but after the feather lightly brushed his neck, he fell down on the spot without a sound.

The half-step sword god of Beichen's Yidao style died.

And Su Xing, who was above dozens of floors, was perceiving all this from afar.

The half-step master was killed by Yin Xuezhu so easily, Su Xing was still surprised.

"Amazing." Su Xing squinted his eyes and said, "It seems that not only has your cultivation been restored, but your strength has also skyrocketed."

"Pojun top grade." Yin Xuezhu raised his head, his slender jade neck was very attractive, and said proudly.

By this time.

Su Xing suddenly realized that Yin Xuezhu was still not in the same place.

That graceful and white body with astonishing curvature made him a little absent-minded.

"En?" Yin Xuezhu frowned slightly, releasing a strong aura from his whole body, and pressed towards Su Xing, "You still dare to watch?"

Now that her cultivation has recovered, Su Xing can no longer handle it at will.

Holding his chin, Su Xing's eyes wantonly plundered her smooth and plump body.

He didn't need to give any answer, he proved his idea with practical actions.

"Shameless!" Yin Xuezhu snorted coldly, and as soon as she raised her jade hand, the bath towel flew back to her body, covering all the key positions.

A pair of bullying Saixue's big legs are still exposed.

"Aren't you afraid that after I recover my cultivation, I'll ruin my promise?" She suddenly asked as if thinking of something, her tone was a bit more forceful.

"Not afraid." Su Xing said lightly.

"Hehe, maybe one day you should regret it." Yin Xuezhu turned his face away, hiding some of his emotions.

She thought that she could hold Su Xing after recovering her strength, but now she found that this kid didn't take her powerful strength seriously.

Early the next morning.

Su Xing was woken up by someone knocking on the door.

When the hotel attendant at the door saw Su Xing, he bowed respectfully, and then said, "Mr. Su, it's like this. There is a lady downstairs who said she wanted to invite you down."

"Oh?" Su Xing raised his eyebrows, "What's your name?"

"This..." The waiter hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's Qi Lian'er, one of our local top young ladies."

"Oh." Su Xing smiled coldly and said, "No see."

He still remembered that Qi Lian'er didn't have any confidence in him yesterday, so he made him a cold bench in Qi's house.

Since the other party didn't need it, Su Xing gave him the opportunity once, so naturally he wouldn't give it a second time.

The waiter still hesitated for a while, with a face full of struggles. After a long while, he couldn't help but said, "Mr. Su, please meet her..."

"Miss Qi Lian'er, you have knelt at the gate of the hotel... for three hours...if you continue like this, your body may not be able to hold on anymore."

Kneeling for three hours?

Su Xing didn't expect it.

"So what?" Su Xing quickly regained his composure.

"..." The waiter didn't expect him to be so unkind, and stayed where he was, at a loss.

"If it's okay, don't bother me." Su Xing closed the door with his backhand.

The waiter was silent for a while.

She could only sigh helplessly, and left Su Xing's door with her full of doubts.

"Miss Qi Lian Group..." the waiter said to himself, shaking his head, "Why did you kneel at the hotel gate for three hours without any regard for dignity, and came to look for this young man? Nothing is different."

She went downstairs quickly.

There was already a large circle of people at the gate of the hotel.

The reporters kept taking pictures, and the busy people onlookers stretched their necks, wanting to see the true face of the little princess of the Qi family.

"What's going on, as the little princess of the Qi family, there is actually someone worthy of her kneeling in this world?! And once she kneels, she has been kneeling for so long!"

"My God, who is she waiting for? She has been kneeling for two or three hours!"

"From the beginning to the end, she didn't even move her position. Let alone a girl, even if she was a man, she would definitely not be able to hold on!"

There was already a lot of people around, if not for the Qi family's bodyguards surrounded Qi Lian'er, who was kneeling at the door, she would have been squeezed by the turbulent crowd long ago.

"Miss Qi, he...he doesn't want to come down!" At this time, the hurried hotel waiter had already walked over quickly and gave her an answer.

"I see..." Qi Lian'er's pale face showed a strong bitterness.

"He was really angry."

"Blame me yesterday, I shouldn't have blind eyes and doubt his ability."

"Cheng Hao is right. How could it be possible for an existence that can easily kill mythical monsters...to be unable to cure a small terminal illness..."

Her figure was already crumbling.

But he still held on, straightened his waist, and didn't want to let his kneeling posture collapse.

"Miss Qi, why are you bothering?" The waiter couldn't help saying, feeling distressed while watching from the side.

Qi Lianer shook her head, but still insisted: "This is my own fault, I deserve this punishment."

About another half an hour knelt down.

There are more and more reporters and passers-by around, directly blocking the entire road, the hustle and bustle of voices and hundreds of pairs of eyes, all paying attention to the entrance of the hotel, countless people want to know, the person Qi Lianer is waiting for, Who is it.

The sun was getting bigger and bigger, and Qi Lian'er, who hadn't had a drop of water, finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Her body shook, and she was about to fall down.

Available at this time.

Hotel quiet lobby.

There was a sound of footsteps.

In an instant.

Everyone held their breath, and their eyes focused on the figure of the boy who appeared.