"Wait a minute!"

Leng Can shouted loudly, stood up next to Meng Xueqing, gently tugged on the sleeve of her robe, and said loudly: "How can the masters in Qingchenxing's formation be defeated by your junior? I have practiced Hanye Valley Kung Fu for several years.

I just wanted to come and ask for advice today!"

Meng Xueqing knew what Leng Can was thinking, and she must protect her, but before she could speak, she heard Qingchen also smile and say: "Everyone just heard that the Holy Cult came today specifically to ask for Meng's secret knowledge.

, since this Miss Meng is the daughter of Meng Valley Master, she must have obtained the true inheritance of Feijian, and it is natural for her to inherit the position of Valley Master in the future. If she still needs to hide it behind others today, wouldn’t it be a joke to our Holy Cult members all over the world?

?”

When Qingchen spoke, his words were very sharp. As he finished speaking, the formation behind him burst into laughter, and some of his followers started shouting: "If you don't dare to go to war, you might as well follow grandpa."

I will go home, visit the church, get married, spread the branches of my holy religion, and next year we will give birth to a small church, but what about it?"

Vulgar words have always been like a stone that stirs up a thousand waves. When one speaks, the sound is endless, and the words are extremely unpleasant. Meng Xueqing has always been a modest and cheerful person, and is very well protected by her elders and senior brothers. Not to mention listening to these

vulgar language

, even the things between men and women in the world, she knows very little about. Now she was humiliated by hundreds of men in front of the battle with such words. At first, she was stunned for a moment, but then she saw the evil smiles on the faces of everyone in front of her, and she knew the meaning behind the words.

It must be all bad words, I can’t help but

Her face turned red, and she was filled with embarrassment. However, her speech was not sharp, and she could not think of words to express. Her face turned red for a moment, and her eyes filled with tears. She just breathed heavily, thinking in her mind: "What if Mo Mo

Big brother is here, Ya

He has a sharp mouth, and he will surely vent this bad breath for me!" Then he thought of Mo Zhi in his heart, and thought that he had not seen him for two years. Although his father often brought news back, but after all, he missed him and could not see each other until now, which made his heart even more tormented.

Go away and almost cry.

Everyone in Hanye Valley was filled with anger as they listened to the enemies laughing and teasing in front of them. Zong Zhengqing and Jian Beiyuan each took a few steps forward. They were so angry that they wanted to fight, but Qingchen laughed and made a gesture.

It was a gesture of silence, and as soon as he made the gesture, the laughter of everyone in the formation immediately subsided.

"Don't be upset, everyone. I, the disciples of the Holy Cult, are always quick to speak and decisive in killing. I don't want to see other people being coy, so I am a little impatient." Qingchen stopped in front of everyone in Hanye Valley and said with a calm smile, "It's nothing but a battle between the rivers and lakes."

The land, a land of tigers and wolves, has always been about the weak and the strong. If Miss Meng succeeds to the position of Valley Master in the future, she will still hide behind others and wait for others to step forward. Words like this will be heard endlessly in this life.

Already."

"But, Miss Meng is used to being weak. Decades of life are fleeting, and a lifetime is also very fast. If you are used to hearing it, you will naturally not shed tears like this. It's just a pity that Hanye Valley's reputation has fallen.

In the hands of a weak female prostitute."

Qingchen turned his back and said: "Today, my Holy Cult is causing trouble. Hanye Valley has such a great reputation. When I saw him today, he just begged to join the sect of my Holy Cult. I'm not surprised!"

With that said, he called his troops, folded their flags and drums, and was about to retreat.

"Stop!"

Suddenly there was a shout, it was from Meng Xueqing. Qingchen looked back and saw Meng Xueqing's face as ruddy as jade, her eyes were not dry with tears, but her expression was firm and without any fear.

You want to leave just because you insult my family? This is not okay!"

Qingchen shrugged and said, "So what if it doesn't work? You don't dare to fight."

Meng Xueqing shook off Leng Can's hand and whispered: "Uncle Leng, I know you love me, but the situation in front of me is that I, the descendant of the Meng family, cannot retreat. If I retreat today, when my father asks,

How do I face it?"

Leng Can saw her firm expression, but he just sighed in his heart and said: "Father and daughter have the same temperament, that's all. You fight him while your uncle Jian and I capture the formation for you."

Meng Xueqing smiled slightly and jumped into the arena.

Leng Can saw that Meng Xueqing's flying body was agile and she landed as light as a white bird. He knew that Meng Xueqing's martial arts had indeed improved greatly in the past two years, but the Cao Wushang he was facing in front of him was weird and he had never heard of this person's name. He was very deep.

Not knowing the bottom, he just pulled Zong Zhengqing over and whispered: "Old Jian and I are keeping an eye on the situation here. Go to the valley quickly and find Yuan Qiu to come out and take charge of the overall situation."

Seeing that the situation here was not good, Zong Zhengqing did not dare to hesitate, so he agreed and ran into the valley.

Meng Xueqing entered the battle with her sword in hand. Before, she was very far away and the enemies could not see clearly. They only knew that she was a girl with a graceful figure. Now that she was closer, she saw Meng Xueqing's snow-colored face. She was really rare in the world.

Yes, she was so beautiful and unparalleled that everyone was mesmerized by the sight. No one said anything to tease her anymore. They just saw Meng Xueqing swinging her snow sword and said: "The empress of Hanye Valley is learning from Meng Xueqing. I want to ask for advice today."

Cao Wushang had been waiting anxiously for a long time. When he saw Meng Xueqing jumping out of the formation, he just moved his arms and walked to the opposite side, calling out: "It's really boring. I'm getting impatient waiting. How much can this little girl do?"

Are you very capable? But you have a lot of hands-on skills!"

Meng Xueqing looked at the strange figure in front of her, but after all, she was short in stature. In terms of martial arts aptitude, she was really inferior. She didn't know what Leng Can should be careful about facing this person. At the moment, she just raised her hand to draw the sword.

Style, be on full alert.

Cao Wushang looked arrogant, with a look of disdain on his horse face. Suddenly he stepped on the ground with one foot, causing a piece of Hanshan stone brick to crack and shatter. Immediately, his body sank, and his fists were placed on the sides of his chest. The sunlight reflected

Underneath, the man's arms were shimmering with scorching iron light.

"Hanshan Stone is so hard that even the city walls of important towns in the north need this stone. This man can actually crush mountain rocks with one foot. Old man Leng, have you ever seen such hard skills?" Jian Beiyuan was slightly shocked.

Leng Can shook his head and said: "There are many experts in hard skills in the world, but there are not many experts who can break cold mountain rocks with one kick. Ever since Butianmen... it's bad!"

Jian Beiyuan was startled by his "Oh no!" and quickly said: "Old man Leng, what's wrong?"

Leng Can didn't care to talk to him anymore, and immediately shouted: "Miss Qing! Be careful! This person's palm power must not be forced!"

However, even as he spoke, Cao Wushang had already jumped forward and struck forward with a single fist, attacking the center first. This punch was without any variation or subtlety, but it was entirely relying on his superb external skills to drive a fierce cyclone and hit his face.

Come on, it is said that one force can defeat ten enemies. When faced with such a tough hand, it seems that there is no other way to change it except to receive a punch.

Meng Xueqing heard Leng Can shouting, but it was too late. However, although Cao Wushang was short, his fist was like a big urn. Meng Xueqing just dodged and saw the short and thick arm suddenly hit him.

With a bend, the iron elbow swings sideways again. Although the moves vary roughly, the strength is so strong that there is no more ingenuity to say.

Seeing the iron elbow approaching, Meng Xueqing hurriedly dodged to avoid it. However, she was already in an extremely embarrassed state. She was just relying on her body skills, rather than relying on her own thoughts of survival, to evade in a panic. This time she jumped to

Behind Cao Wushang, Meng Xueqing gently raised the Snow Sword, and the white sword light flashed dexterously until it reached his vest.

However, although Cao Wushang faced the door with his back, as if he had eyes behind him, he did not look at it. He raised one foot behind him, like a mule and a horse, and his short leg was unbiased, hitting the snow-brushing sword in the middle.

However, the Fuxue Sword is a divine weapon in the world after all. The power of the sword is extraordinary. Cao Wushang kicked it

As soon as it came out, the sword body trembled slightly, but the momentum did not change, and he still pointed away with his back. However, just as the advance was slightly restrained, Cao Wushang turned back, and pinched his palms in the middle.

, then the Fuxue Sword was tightly clamped in the palm of her hand. No matter how hard Meng Xueqing exerted her strength, it would be difficult to escape.

"What a divine sword. The kick I just made, even if it was an iron rod or a sledgehammer, would be kicked in half. Your sword looks slender, but it is really strong!"

"It's a pity that it's useless to have a divine sword but no peerless swordsman! Let go!" After saying that, Cao Wushang turned his palms upside down, and the snow-brushing sword also followed his strength and flew in the air. Meng Xueqin could not hold the sword.

Steady, the hilt of the sword has been released.

"This man is the master of Butian Clan, nicknamed Bengshan Gongcao."

Leng Can saw the scene and suddenly said.

Jian Beiyuan watched the situation attentively and said urgently: "Nonsense! The Butian Sect has been destroyed long ago. How can there be any reason that the master of the sect is still there?"

Leng Can's eyes were also fixed on Meng Xueqing's fighting situation. He saw that the sword had been released at this moment, and he was facing the power of the fist alone. Meng Xueqing had to rely on his dexterous body skills to turn around, but the danger was already everywhere, and Cao Wushang had since removed it.

brush

Behind the snow sword, the fists and palms connected with each other in powerful waves, and the moves became more and more aggressive. Leng Can looked anxiously and said: "This person just kicked him backwards. It was a move of 'Looking at the Mountain without Looking Back', which was a supplementary move."

Tianmen's one move is a surprising kick,

At this moment, the fists and palms are coming one after another, which is the "Eighteen-Style Overwhelming Hand". What is emphasized is the overlapping of fists and boundless force, until the opponent is forced to use his own boxing moves.

Tianmen closes

The sect was wiped out, but the sect was burned down and hundreds of corpses were charred, but no one had ever seen the body of its sect leader. Now that I think about it, although Butianmen is not a big sect, the sect leader’s surname is Cao, and this old man has never forgotten it.

.”

But at this moment in the field, Meng Xueqing shunned another palm, and suddenly a strong wind came from the right, and another punch hit her. Meng Xueqing had no time to think about it, her body suddenly bent over, like a snow crane, and she jumped away again.

, beat in heart

Quantity: "This man's kung fu is heavy, but his dexterity is not enough. If I dodge like this, I will fall into the trap of his heavy punches. There will always be a move that will hit me. If Brother Mo is here, how should I deal with his sudden change of dexterity?"

"

Meng Xueqing was in mid-air when she suddenly showed a smile and shouted: "Senior Cao, have you ever heard that two years ago, a gang with three-thirds of ability was exterminated by someone else?"

Cao Wushang had already seen through the omissions in Meng Xueqing's movement. In the blink of an eye, his giant palm had already grabbed her waist. However, when he suddenly heard Meng Xueqing asking a question from the air, he stopped his palm movements and shouted: "

What kind of three-thirds sect? What are you talking about...ah!"
Chapter completed!