For this result, Ye Hong was not surprised.

Wei Qianling, a shameless fellow, often uses various excuses to find Yehong to learn ancient martial arts.

Ye Hong sometimes got a headache, so he taught him some moves in the night martial arts Scripture.

Just now that swallowing the sky and swallowing the night boxing is Yehong's move after improving Xingyiquan.

And Ximen Hongjie doesn't even count as an ancient warrior. Even the most common Xingyi boxing, he can't take it, let alone swallow the sky and swallow the night?

On the other side, Shangguan WangXuan has helped Ximen Hongjie up.

Wei Qianling didn't seem to be dead handed, so Ximen Hongjie could still stand at this time.

But he is holding a painful palm, to Wei Qianling word by word: "who are you?"

He's straight, but he's not a fool.

As soon as Wei Qianling made a move, Ximen Hongjie knew that he had kicked the steel plate.

Now he just wants to know what plate he's kicking.

If the steel plate is not thick, it will be the same as before, and force the steel plate to be pierced by the force of the family.

This is a trick used by many Kyoto dandies.

Wei Qianling has been wandering in Kyoto for so long. He is used to the people like Ximen Hongjie. How can he not see his careful thinking.

So I just smile shyly: "I'm sorry, I'm just a director of the second division of the inflammation group.

Compared with master Ximen, he's just a little mole ant who can't get on the stage. "

But hearing Wei Qianling's words, Ximen Hongjie is a big change.

In their group of dandies, if there is anything they fear the most, it is the inflammation group.

Yan group is also the only organization in the temple that is not afraid of power.

It is said that Shi Yishou, the leader of today's group, even dares to fight the heirs of the major ancient clans.

I don't know how many lawless existence, to the inflammation group after a walk, then honest a lot.

The means of the inflammatory group made all the people in their circle feel scared.

What's more, I'm still a director with real power!

Ximen Hongjie took a mouthful of saliva and felt that his throat was dry.

At this moment, it seems that even the pain on the hand has weakened a little.

He suddenly remembered his provocation to Wei Qianling. At the moment, he felt a little chilly in his back.

His expression flashed the color of embarrassment, quietly turned away his eyes, no longer looking at Wei Qianling.

Wei Qianling smiles and returns to Yehong.

"Well, do you have one percent of your skill?"

Wei Qianling's words attracted Ximen Hongjie to turn around.

One percent?!

Did Wei Qianling's fist just now not reach the strength level of Yehong?!

That this call night Hong, how terrible!

Ximen Hongjie suddenly had some doubts about life. He secretly said in his heart whether he should not come to Dongfang house today.

"Ding! Space shock, threat + 1! "

"Well, it's over. It's time to get down to business."

Dongfang Longqi said without expression.

And the eastern Twilight snow has already stood in the middle of the shooting range.

Thin body, but like a knife edge inserted in the ground, motionless.

At the same time, she did not know when to take out a strange knife.

The blade is as red as blood, as if soaked in blood.

A strong sense of war came from her.

Along with the dense fog around, they were also dispersed by this battle spirit.

Night Hong's chest is also stimulated by this sense of war to come out of a fire.

He hasn't played with the ancient Taoist warrior for a long time.

He went to the middle of the field and reached out to the east evening snow and motioned, "master Dongfang, please give me your advice."