Comprehensive martial arts: The beginning of the black is Xiaozhao's second shop

At the very beginning, the arrogant sword-browed man drew out his sharp sword, showing a fierce look, and pointed at Xiao Zhao.

The man holding the folding fan just now stared at Xiao Zhao expressionlessly.

Because of Xiao Zhao's ignorance, he implied anger and stopped blocking his companions.

The third knight in blue also took a step forward, his eyes full of sternness.

But the woman in white with the hood didn't move at all.

The opponent put up a battle.

Xiao Zhao was also not polite.

Before he had time to put it in the kitchen, the kitchen knife pinned to his waist was pulled out immediately, and he yelled softly.

"Hehe, dare to threaten this girl, come and try!"

Suddenly, the door of the inn was full of swords and arrows.

Ye Qing, who looked down at the ground, heard all the voices from the door.

However, with his head down, he couldn't look at the door, and couldn't use Jianghu Baixiaosheng's album to find out the identity and strength of the other party.

All the acupuncture points were sealed, unable to move, very anxious.

"This old poison is such a bastard, someone has come to this door, I don't believe he can't hear it.

Xiao Zhao is only a congenital realm, and the three people in front of him must not be weak if they dare to be so arrogant in Wuliang City.

If the old thing doesn't release the acupuncture points for me, Xiao Zhao will be at a disadvantage if he uses his hands! "

Just when he was cursing and worrying in his heart.

The familiar fluctuation of internal force reappeared, hitting his chest.

The body that could not move regained control.

Ouyang Feng, who noticed the commotion at the entrance of the inn, unblocked Ye Qing's acupoints.

kaka~
Ye Qing, who lowered his head for a long time, raised his head, and there was a slight sound from his neck.

The line of sight also fell on the three people at the door.

Jianghu Baixiaosheng Atlas launched.

The four-page introduction quickly appeared in his mind.

"The No. 13th generation of the Tang Sect in the middle of Shu in the Han Dynasty, the third disciple You Zhenghe, 27 years old, the folding fan in his hand is full of hidden weapons, innately superior (garbage and small scum)!

The 17th generation disciple of the Divine Sword Hall of the Tang Dynasty, the sixth son is 30 years old, Ling Wenxing, uses a sword to make a sword, the sword technique is ruthless, and the innate middle state (slap him to death)!

The fourth son of the owner of Jinxiu Villa in the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Xiu, 29 years old, has a sword of mountains and rivers. Although it is exquisite, it is a small toothpick in front of you.
Cihang Jingzhai, the righteous leader of the Tang Dynasty, and the third younger sister of the contemporary saint, named Yanya, who has been in the past two decades, has comprehended the first two key points of the Cihang Sword Code, "Sword Qi Changjiang" and "Sword Lord Heaven and Earth", with a graceful figure , beautiful appearance, master in the middle of the world. "

Ye Qing's gaze swept over You Zhenghe who was using a folding fan, ignoring the other two innate middle-level scumbags.

Finally, it landed on the woman in white clothed in snow, and looked her up and down.

"Good fellow, unexpectedly met Cihang Jingzhai's disciple, the righteous leader of the Tang Dynasty.

This little girl is only twenty, and she has the strength of a master. Not only is she talented, but it can also be seen that Cihang Jingzhai is powerful.

I don't know what kind of strength the legendary contemporary saintess concubine Xuan will have.

Known as one of the top ten heroines of the five dynasties, what kind of beauty must she have! "

Ye Qing, who was out of tune, shifted his attention in an instant, and began to wonder what the saintess and teacher of Cihang Jingzhai, Feixuan, would look like.

And when Ye Qing was crooked.

Clang~
There was a knock at the door.

The sword-browed man, Ling Wenxing of the Divine Sword Hall, took the lead in attacking.

The sharp sword in his hand stabs swiftly and straightly, towards Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao slashed with a swing of the knife, after all, he possessed excellent kung fu, even though his inner strength was one level lower than Ling Wenxing.

He also fought with ease, and even faintly gained the upper hand.

Pedestrians and vendors around saw a fight at the entrance of the Laifu Inn, surrounded them again, and it seemed lively.

"Good guy, this little girl is amazing, her moves are very subtle, but she was born in the world, and she can only fight the man in the middle of the world."

"Tsk tsk, what's going on at the Laifu Inn these days? There's always something lively to watch, where's Boss Ye?"

"I'm staying in the inn, but don't say it, Boss Ye hid it too deeply before. After so many years, he hasn't shown a little skill."

"Hey, those of us in Wuliang City don't have two brushes, keep watching, the little girl is amazing, she almost cut off that man's head, no wonder Boss Ye stood motionless!"

"Little girl, come on, beat him, cut off his hand, let him bully women."

Pedestrians and street vendors who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement immediately shouted and cheered for Xiao Zhao.

Zhang Xiu frowned, eager to try, and whispered to You Zhenghe:

"Brother You, the situation is not good, should we help Brother Ling?"

You Zhenghe fanned his fan, extremely calm, as if he had the chance to win.

He shook his head and said:

"No need, brother Ling is good at using saber skills, and now he's just teasing this little girl."

next moment.

He glanced at the woman behind her, who covered her face.

Then his eyes fell on Xiao Zhao, and a hint of obscenity appeared in his eyes.

Covering his face with the folding fan, he approached Zhang Xiu and said in a low voice:

"Brother Zhang, the little girl in front of me looks more beautiful than Junior Sister Yan."

Zhang Xiu paused for a moment, she was only focused on courting Yan Ya just now, and didn't pay attention to the irritable little girl in front of her.

After You Zhenghe reminded him, he took a closer look.

Don't say it, it's true.

That little oval face is rosy, with attractive cherry lips. Although the figure has not yet opened, it has begun to take shape.

There is no need to doubt what kind of seductive scene this little girl will be when she is nourished in the 'day'.

However, Zhang Xiu felt nothing and said:
"Brother You, you are right, this little girl will definitely be a stunner in the future."

"However, I still prefer Junior Sister Yan's figure."

Gudong!

Speaking of this, the two swallowed in unison, suppressing the passion in their hearts, watching the battle without looking sideways.

as predicted.

Ling Wenxing started to use unfamiliar sword moves, and he was at a disadvantage everywhere.

Seeing that Xiao Zhao's moves were a little out of shape because he took advantage of it, and he was blindly attacking, not as strict as he was at the beginning, disdain appeared in his eyes.

When Xiao Zhao violently turned around and slashed, he blocked it, before closing the knife.

The sword move in Ling Wenxing's hand changed suddenly, and he made a vicious upward thrust, forcing Xiao Zhao to retreat in panic.

Looking at Xiao Zhao's unbelievable appearance.

Ling Wenxing smiled disdainfully, and said nothing, the sharp sword in his hand, like a long knife, slashed wildly at Xiao Zhao.

People in the arena fight and fight, they talk about taking advantage of the victory and chasing after the victory, and when they gain the upper hand, they stop talking nonsense and show themselves, that is an idiot~
"Hey, this little bastard is actually good at using saber skills."

"It's really ugly. Just now, it was just a disguise to deceive this pretty little girl carelessly and show flaws."

"Bah, what a shame, an old man with a higher realm than a little girl, and so vicious, I really look down on him!"

In the disdain of the crowd.

Xiao Zhao panicked and resisted hastily.

The kitchen knife doesn't fit well in the first place, so Ling Wenxing's sudden attack is only six moves.

Dangdang!
Amid a series of crisp sounds, the kitchen knife in Xiao Zhao's hand was thrown flying.

Under the scorching sun, the incomparably sharp sword reflected a dazzling light, stabbing towards Xiao Zhao's neck.

Xiao Zhao closed her eyes in despair, and said in a low voice:

"I, am I going to die?"