Skilled in managing a house

Wu Nannan put her hand on Leng Lingxue's face, and Leng Lingxue immediately felt a chill on her face. At this moment, an ominous premonition came to her, and this premonition made her hair stand on end. Her body was shivering unconsciously, and her teeth began to make a soft sound.

This hand was placed on Leng Lingxue's face for only ten seconds, but to Leng Lingxue, these ten seconds seemed like a century ago. Wu Nannan looked at Leng Lingxue's face. At this moment, Leng Lingxue's beauty had turned pale, and her face was full of fear. However, her pretty face did not change much. However, he cannot see his own face, and Leng Lingxue is no exception.

Leng Lingxue was extremely nervous now. She wanted to know what her face looked like. The coldness on her face was still there, and she was almost breathless from the cold.

At this time, Wu Nannan suddenly took out a mirror from his arms. It was a bronze mirror. Beautiful patterns are outlined around the bronze mirror. Wu Nannan slowly moved the bronze mirror in her hand towards Leng Lingxue's face, and said softly: "Do you really want to see what you have become now... let's see..."

After hearing this, Leng Lingxue was startled and hurriedly closed her eyes, not daring to look at it.

Wu Nannan put the mirror in front of Leng Lingxue, but said nothing. This kind of silence made Leng Lingxue's heart even more anxious. Leng Lingxue kept saying in her heart: "What happened to me... What have I become now... I... could I be disfigured... I, I..."

Leng Lingxue was filled with infinite fear. She really seemed to know what she had become now.

Driven by this feeling, Leng Lingxue slowly narrowed her eyes. She only opened her eyes slightly, and she could see herself in the bronze mirror. At this moment, what she saw was her own appearance, but a face with blood and flesh. Before, she could only feel that her face was cold, but now, she felt immense pain on her face, as if the skin on her entire face had been peeled off.

In an instant, Leng Lingxue's eyes widened and she couldn't help but scream, "Ah..."

At the same time, Wu Nannan's face showed a look of pride and cruelty. Because just before, Leng Lingxue's face was still the same as before. When Leng Lingxue looked in the mirror, her face disappeared instantly and turned into a bloody mess.

On the other side, Zhang Yu had just grabbed the money sword, stood up straight, and pointed the money sword at the fat monk. The two are in a confrontation, but everyone knows that the other will take action at any time.

Leng Lingxue's sudden cry made Zhang Yu's heart tremble, and he couldn't help but turn his head and look over. Just when he turned his head, the fat monk made a move. The big monk rushed forward, raised his leg and kicked Zhang Yu. This guy's speed was too fast. In a normal fight, Zhang Yu wanted to avoid this attack. Feet, it's not that easy, let alone doing it while distracted.

"puff……"

Zhang Yu was hit directly in the chest and his body was thrown backwards. A mouthful of blood could not help but spray out from his mouth as he was thrown backwards.

How could the fat monk let go of such an opportunity and rushed forward to pursue him. Before Zhang Yu landed, the great monk had already rushed forward.

Zhang Yu was horrified, knowing that if he suffered another blow, he would be half disabled even if he did not die. With a thought in his mind, he quickly threw the money sword in his hand and shot it at the great monk.

When the great monk saw the money sword coming, he didn't panic. He rounded his hands and looked like he was trying to kill Zhang Yu's money sword.

With a "plop", Zhang Yu's body fell to the ground, but the money sword suddenly spread out, turned into 108 copper coins, and wrapped around the great monk's body.

"Well done!"

The great monk screamed strangely, and immediately parted his rounded palms, followed by a loud shout from his mouth, "Drink!"

A strong smell of wine and stench overflowed from his body. Although the smell of wine and stench were invisible, they clearly stirred up a strong air current. This air flow intertwined with the large network composed of 108 copper coins, causing the copper coins to immediately make a "buzzing" sound.

"Tonight, either you die or I die!" Zhang Yu was already red-eyed. Although the fat monk in front of him did not have the profound cultivation skills of the great astrologer Pisano and Archbishop Charles, he was so difficult. entangled. As a result, Zhang Yu's heart was filled with infinite fighting spirit.

Zhang Yu ignored the severe pain in his chest and jumped up like a carp. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the copper coins. After the copper coins were stained with blood, he pinched the sword formula with his right hand, held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and began to chant plausibly.

The 108 copper coins immediately emitted a golden light and approached the fat monk's body together. The pressure on the great monk increased greatly, but the guy shouted again, "Drink!"

Accompanied by the sound of a voice, the smell of alcohol around him was even greater, and with a "swish" sound, the copper coins surrounding him suddenly scattered in all directions.

"Zhang Yu! I'll fight with you!" The great monk touched the tip of his right foot just as the coins flew into the air, and shot towards Zhang Yu like an arrow from the string.

When Zhang Yu saw this, a silver light emitted from the palm of his right hand.

With a "swipe", the silver light went straight towards the great monk's face. Yes, this is exactly the Wudang Lingtu.

The spirit map has no lethality, but it can sting the opponent's eyes and prevent him from opening them. Zhang Yu's body flashed to the side, his left hand showed the soul mirror, and his right hand condensed five-color runes.

As he expected, the great monk hurriedly closed his eyes. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Yu activated the soul mirror, and a golden light shone towards the great monk. When the golden light shone on the great monk, his right palm was about to Shoot out.

However, something happened that Zhang Yu never expected. This time, the great monk who was illuminated by the golden light did not become sluggish like last time. The great monk moved and turned towards Zhang Yu. His fist as big as a bowl, filled with the smell of alcohol and stench, struck at Zhang Yu with the force of thunder.

Generally speaking, when a person is illuminated by a soul mirror, they will pause for a second. This second is already fatal to the master. Zhang Yu was able to calmly use this second to deal a fatal blow to his opponent. When he faced off against masters who were stronger than him before, he always relied on the soul mirror.

The soul mirror worked well before, but it didn't work this time, which really surprised Zhang Yu. Seeing the great monk rushing towards him, Zhang Yu's formation was suddenly disrupted. In addition, the opponent was so fast that it was too late to dodge.

In desperation, Zhang Yu didn't care about anything else. He bravely faced the great monk's fist and slapped it with his palm.

"boom!"

Zhang Yu's palm didn't even wait for the five-color rune seal to appear before he hit the great monk's fist forcefully.

The fists and palms of the two people met, and Zhang Yu felt a huge force coming from him. Especially the smell of alcohol and stench mixed in the fist wind made Zhang Yu suffocate. His body was like a kite with its string broken, being thrown straight back.