Chapter 381

"Girl, it doesn't seem appropriate to beat someone and want to leave without an explanation?"

Here we go again.

The sudden sound, whether aura or bearing, is not comparable to the mob who fell to the ground.

But it is undeniable that these people still wear the same pair of pants.

Lin Hao stopped and didn't come forward.

Mo Tong stopped, turned around, looked at it for a few eyes and said with a smile, "I think it's quite appropriate. Why, do you think these scum shouldn't fight?"

"I don't know if I should fight. I know that even if I have to fight, it's not up to you, girl!"

Quite stiff.

The implication is that beating a dog depends on the owner. Even if the dog really should be beaten, it is also the owner's business, and it is not up to outsiders.

There is nothing wrong with this. Many people have this problem, including Lin Hao. The only difference is that they have different positions.

Mo Tong is also a short protector, but it is obvious that she is not cold about other people's short protectors.

Just like now, the group of people who just arrived opposite made her angry.

Without concealment, she said with a smile, "but miss Ben just hit me. What do you want? Do you want to end up competing with Miss Ben in person?"

Not afraid of big things.

Lin Hao is watching. Don't say such a group of smiles. Now that the congenital master is coming, she is still fearless.

The opposite is not a soft persimmon. Someone sneered at the speech: "in that case, let's learn the girl's tricks..."

Between words, he suddenly rushed out of the crowd and slapped him on the spot.

"Good fight!"

"Brother Feng's wind and thunder palm is getting hotter and hotter!"

"I'm afraid it's enough to go to Longquan villa to participate in the ancient martial arts event. Girl, you'd better admit defeat quickly!"

"Yes, admit defeat quickly, or the sword will have no eyes. It's really bad to have three advantages and two disadvantages!"

“……”

Cheers continued.

I don't know whether I really think it's so powerful or simply flatter each other. In a word, the scene is very lively.

Lin Hao lacks interest.

Tang Yue saw it very tastefully.

Mo Tong Jiao smiled: "what shit wind thunder palm, just this tripod Kung Fu dare to come out and make a fool of yourself. Go back to your mother's womb and eat milk!"

Strength is not at the same level.

She was taught by a Taoist master when she was young. Later, she was instructed by Lin Hao and a panacea. Although she is young, her strength is really not weak.

That is to say, she doesn't walk in the ancient martial world. Otherwise, she would have become famous long ago.

With her current strength, she may have a gap compared with those who are the strongest among the younger generation in the ancient martial arts world in China, but she is definitely not inferior to yunwuchen, Li Tianqi and other rising stars who became famous in the first World War of the ancient martial arts event.

So, naturally, this one is nothing big.

A group of people had no time to respond to her arrogance. They only heard a "pa", and the "Feng Shixiong" was slapped on the spot.

When he landed, there was another piece of dust.

Ignoring the shock and anger of a group of people, Mo Tong clapped his hands and put his hands on his hips: "who else?

Just put your horse here and miss Ben will stand here, but beg for death -- "

High toes and high spirits.

He's so crazy.

With that sentence "only for death", Lin Hao couldn't help twitching at the corners of his mouth and wanted to hit people.

Tang Yue smiled and smiled. "I learned from you. It looks like you!"

Lin Hao's face was black: "I don't owe her so much!"

"Well, I believe you don't owe as much as she does. You will only owe more than she does, but ordinary people can't smoke you!"

Tang Yue was serious and couldn't help laughing.

At this time, the battle began again not far away.

"Arrogance!"

"I don't know heaven and earth!"

"So crazy, someone will come to meet you!"

"Give me a punch!"

"Thirteen consecutive kicks!"

“……”

When they were beaten in the face in public, a group of people were angry on the spot. They were impolite and directly launched a siege.

But the result is no difference!

Soon he lay on the ground, howling and screaming.

Just when Mo Tong was elated and ready to get another two sentences, Leng Buding "choked" and the long knife came out of the scabbard. One person held the knife in both hands and was like a roc chopping in the air.

The crowd on the ground suddenly forgot the pain.

"Song Wuque!"

"The Song family has no shortage of song!"

"Well, Xiao Tian Dao and song Wuke are here!"

"Witch, continue to be rampant. See how proud you are!"

"Brother song, avenge us and punish this arrogant witch!"

“……”

It's getting more and more interesting.

Song Wuque, known as Xiaotian Dao, was born in Lingnan Song family and is the elder brother of song Qingshan.

This man ranks high among the younger generation of ancient martial arts in China. Although he was not born in four sects, three sects, two sects and one government, with his amazing talent and extraordinary perseverance, he can rank in the top 20 in the list of hidden dragons, which is better than more than 90% of his peers in the only Confucius government.

At this moment, seeing him make a move, a group of people immediately beat chicken blood and shouted wildly, as if they were afraid of not knowing who the comer was.

As a result, Mo Tong didn't take it seriously.

"How much skill you have, you dare to call yourself Tiandao. You're not afraid of the wind. You flash your tongue and make people laugh!"

With a smile, her figure flashed slightly, and she let her pass the powerful knife. Only the cement ground was damaged by the seedlings, leaving a huge knife mark, more than a foot wide and several meters long.

When she stood still again, she had a fine steel soft sword in her hand, shining cold and flexible like a snake.

Song Wukuang Leng hum: "are you good enough? You don't count. Look at the knife..."

More serious.

When the words came out, the blade sounded and the internal strength poured in, the bright blade shot three feet of clear light out of thin air. It was extremely sharp and cold.

When the knife was cut out, before the knife arrived, the strong wind rose first, and the flying leaves were divided into two halves first.

Seeing his powerful voice, if there was divine help, there was another large cheering sound.

Mo Tong was not afraid. His wrist shook slightly. In an instant, the refined steel soft sword was straight and cold three feet, burning people's eyes.

That's how the two fought!

The expected one-sided war situation did not appear. For a time, it was even and evenly divided.

Song Wudu's strength lies in his strength, and his strength lies in the long time of practicing martial arts. However, Mo Tong's strength lies in his lightness, flexibility and agility.

In this way, on the scene, Mo Tong seemed to be beaten by pressure. In fact, she couldn't keep her hand. Song Wuke had nothing to do with her.

It was such a war that hundreds of moves were fought carelessly.

At this time, many people came around again and again, and in order to avoid being affected by the pond fish, there was a big circle in the place where they fought.

Seeing that they would continue to fight like this, many people were surprised and talked about it with relish. Suddenly, someone jumped up from the crowd.

"Brother song, don't waste your time here. I'll help you take the witch..."

In the cry of the disease, he pulled out his sword blatantly. That meant to attack song Wuque before and after and win Mo Tong.

I have to say, the idea is good, but the man still didn't land in mid air, and suddenly a leaf flew in the ai