Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 144 Two old men fighting

The old woman easily defeated the four female disciples of the Saintess Cult.

The leader of the Saintess saw that the old woman knew the swordsmanship of her sect. I am afraid that none of the disciples of her sect could be her opponent. As the leader of a sect, she was the only one who could take action now.

The Saintess Cult is in trouble, and the disciples are incompetent. The leader cannot take the lead in escaping, otherwise how can he be their leader again in the future?

The leader said: "Then let's ask the old lady to take action first."

"Okay. I won't be polite." The old woman raised her sword and stabbed at the leader.

The two of them fought together, rolling around in the square like a whirlwind. The female disciples in the sect were all stunned when they saw such a showdown between masters. After watching a few moves, I didn't hope that the leader would win, but I hoped that I could keep fighting so that I could look good.

The two soon fought for more than thirty rounds.

The old woman suddenly left and stood aside. She was nearly a hundred years old and had been beaten for two times. She was out of breath and her withered complexion had not changed.

The old woman smiled and asked: "Leader, do you know this sword technique?"

"Why don't you know?"

"Okay, wait until I change my sword technique." The old woman charged forward again.

This time, the Saintess Cult Leader was secretly shocked. How could this old woman know so many swordsmanship skills of the sect? When did she sneak in? Why didn't she find out?

The two of them rolled over and over to kill more than twenty rounds.

The old woman took a step back and said, "I won't play with you anymore. Be careful." After saying that, she stepped forward and fought with the leader.

The two killed for more than twenty rounds, only to hear a shout, and the two quickly separated.

The old woman stood aside with a sneer on her face. There was no injury on her body.

But the leader was injured and hurriedly retreated. Blood was already flowing out of his white clothes.

The saintly leader asked with a pale face, "Who are you?"

The old woman said: "Am I not the old woman in your eyes?"

The leader gritted his teeth and said: "Okay... okay..." Suddenly there was a "five thunder blasts" in his left hand. With a thunderbolt, five thunders exploded in a row, hitting the old woman.

The old woman snorted coldly and struck with the palm of her left hand. It was the same style as the leader's. She hit the leader's "five thunders" and only heard "bang...bang...bang...bang...bang..." There were five loud noises in a row, thunder and lightning, dazzling the eyes.

When everyone opened their eyes, the old woman stood still, and saw the leader taking a few steps back, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound in his mouth, and the white snow was filled with bright red.

Yang Shucheng, who was hiding upstairs, was secretly frightened. This was the second time he saw the Saintess Cult fighting. At that time, in the Qinling Mountains, Song Min, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, was struck by "Thunder of the Palm". The leader of the Saintess Sect, Su Ying, almost lost her life, but under his own protection, she was able to return to Yuntai Mountain to seek treatment from her master.

When the disciples under the saintess' teaching saw how powerful the old woman was, they all shouted in shock.

The leader was injured, so of course he couldn't beg for mercy in front of all the disciples. She gritted her silver teeth, waved her right hand away, and began to use magic. A breeze suddenly started to blow, and clouds and mist rose everywhere, rolling towards the old woman. Come.

The old woman didn't take it seriously, raised her right hand, and waved it lightly. Suddenly, the wind was clear and clear, and there was not even a trace of clouds anywhere.

The leader was defeated and it was impossible not to admit defeat. She said miserably: "How are you going to treat me?"

The old woman said: "You are not good enough, I will be your leader."

The saintly female leader said: "Don't even think about it. My master's skills are astonishing. I have only learned one-tenth of her skills. Don't be so arrogant."

The old woman no longer paid attention to her, but just raised her eyes and looked east. I don't know when the sun had risen on the top of the mountains, spreading its thousands of rays of light on the thousands of mountains and valleys, making the silvery white world reflect Come out with dazzling light.

The old woman calculated the time and shouted loudly: "Junior sister, you still haven't come out."

"Hum...", I only heard a voice coming from the mountain in the distance. From such a distance, I could hear the word "hum" clearly, as if it was talking in my ear.

The saintly leader was overjoyed. The master was finally here. She had not been here for several years, and her disciples were about to see their great master. She has great magic, so she must make this unknown old woman look good.

"Senior sister, you tried every possible means to lure me out, but what are you going to do?" As he spoke, he saw a black shadow floating rapidly on a far hillside opposite.

This black shadow sometimes goes up the mountain and sometimes goes down the mountain. It does not follow the mountain path at all, but just walks in a straight line, coming over the mountains and ridges. After a while, the black shadow quickly descended the mountain and ran towards this side.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow turned into a figure and ran towards the peak here.

Soon, the figure ran up the mountain.

All the disciples were silent and were looking around. Suddenly, their eyes blurred and a figure was standing in the center of the square.

It is none other than the Saint Saint Master.

This Grand Master is also nearly a hundred years old, with a horse face and rich makeup. He also has a mountain flower on his right temple, but the previous old woman had a mountain flower on her left temple.

It seems that they are really a pair of senior sisters.

There are four old ladies in "Beauty Jianghu", Tian Huali, the wife of "Taihang Weixia" Yan Min, and his lover Deng Qiuqing, plus the two who appeared today.

These four old women are all ugly and pushy. The most valuable thing is that they all have the feelings of girls. They wear heavy makeup every day. To put it nicely, they are called Laolaiqiao. To be honest, they are just four old witches. .

The old woman spoke first: "Junior sister, I haven't seen you for several years and I miss you very much. Where have you been hiding these past few days? I have looked for you many times, but I can't find you. I can only find your disciples and grandchildren."

The Grand Master sneered and said, "Senior sister, you are making things difficult for me to teach my disciples, what's your point?"

The leader thought to himself: "No wonder this old woman knows how to teach swordsmanship and spells. She is from the same family." Thinking about it this way, it would not be a shame for him to be defeated today.

The old woman smiled and said: "Otherwise, why would my junior sister come out? You have practiced the supreme technique. My senior sister is born stupid and I want to ask you for some advice."

"Okay." Taijiao said, "It seems that it is impossible not to fight today. Our grudges over the past few decades must be settled."

"It's so refreshing." The old woman said, "Junior sister is still so happy."

The Taijiao leader said: "Sister, please take action first."

"Okay..." Before the old woman could say "Okay...", people rushed up to her.

Two hundred-year-old old women, both tall and tall, wearing long-sleeved white clothes, moved quickly, swatting at each other like two big moths.

Both of them are very strong in martial arts. They don't use any weapons, they just dance with their sleeves.

Although the four long sleeves were dancing wildly, the strong wind that was blowing was extremely fierce, and all the disciples ran away.

In the blink of an eye, the two old women had already performed more than a hundred moves. From the ground to the tree, from the tree to the upstairs, and from the upstairs to the top of the peak, one moment they were like a pair of apes running around in the valley, chasing each other, and the next moment they were like a pair of white bears. The palms struck each other like thunder.