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Song Jingsi frowned, and glanced at the man, but it was a young man with a rather special appearance, his eyes were burning, with a look of contempt. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She was annoyed in her heart, but her face was calm, she smiled faintly, and said, "Where is Your Excellency sacred, can you recognize us?!"

"Who am I, you don't deserve to ask, Qian Shaoxia talks to you, he can afford to look down on you, but he doesn't know how to lift up!" the young man sneered.

He had a thin face, huge eyes, which gave the impression that they occupied the entire face, and his eyes were sharp, sharp and violent.

"You're rude!" Song Jingyun couldn't help it, said in a coquettish voice, grabbed the long sword on the table with his right hand, and stood up with "Teng".

"Yo he, do you still want to do it?!" the young man sneered, squinting at Song Jingyun, his big eyes full of contempt.

"You guy, so rude, aren't you bullying us women?!" Song Jingyun was angry and rushed up angrily, but after standing up, the Qingxin Jue immediately flowed endlessly, dissolving the anger.

Her mind was clear, but her face was still annoyed, and she planned it.

"If you don't know how to lift like you, you should suffer a little!" the young man sneered, folded his arms and squinted at her.

"Okay, I want to suffer a little!" Song Jingyun snorted lightly, and also glanced at him, and then turned away, and the contempt was revealed.

The big-eyed young man took a step forward slowly, gently brushed the corner of his clothes, glanced at her lazily, and sneered: "Do you want to stretch out your hand with me?"

"Okay, look at how you, a big man, bully me as a weak woman!" Song Jingyun raised her eyebrows and snorted.

The big-eyed young man sneered and shook his head: "People like you who don't know how to lift up should also let you open your eyes and see for a long time,...... Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

"That's grateful!" Song Jingyun sneered, and Xiu's face was full of disdain.

The two of them pulled out of the frame, each holding a sword.

The two groups of people did not persuade each other, Song Jingsi was angry in her heart, and wanted to teach them a lesson, greedy and lustful, bullying weak women, these people really can't be connived.

Those people are also angry, they are really uninteresting, and they don't give them face, such a woman can only use force.

The two groups of people were thinking about it, and the sound of "Qiang" was like a dragon's groan, and a cold light flashed.

Song Jingyun slowly pulled out her long sword, glanced at the other party, and smiled coldly, full of disdain, her eyes were as bright as water, with a provocative look.

The handsome young man who was watching the battle frowned, and saw that the long sword in Song Jingyun's hand was a sword, which was by no means comparable to an ordinary long sword.

Among the Wudang, the sword is very rare, the most precious, holding the sword, it is tantamount to magnifying their own martial arts a few points, if it is against the enemy, the sword is more powerful.

Because of its preciousness, anyone who carries a sword is either strong or strong in his own martial arts, and can keep the sword from being lost.

Seeing the sword in Song Jingyun's hand, his heart was awe-inspiring, no matter which one it was, it showed that they should not be provoked.

In the worst-case scenario, if there is a powerful person behind them, it is a hornet's nest.

In this way, not only will you be unlucky, but you will also be implicated in your own family or sect.

Most likely, the first scenario.

They are young, they are strong, and they are afraid that they are not strong, how can they find such a sword?

It must have been given by their elders, or their teachers, or their parents, in short, these people have swords, and they must not be ordinary people, these people cannot be easily provoked.

He was frowning and thinking to himself when the big-eyed young man slowly drew his sword.

He glanced at Song Jingyun lazily, his eyes fell on the sword in her hand, raised his eyebrows, and snorted: "I can't see that what you are holding is actually a sword!"

"Hmph, you can't control it!" Song Jingyun snorted, squinted at him and said, "If you are afraid, I can change it!"

"Joke!" The big-eyed young man immediately snorted and sneered: "You are the sword, what am I afraid of?!"

"That's good!" Song Jingyun nodded, the cold sword was vertical, then horizontal, flat and stretched out, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the big-eyed youth: "Make a move!"

"What a big breath...... You make the first move!" The big-eyed young man sneered, raising his sword in front of his chest and putting on a defensive posture.

"Look at the sword!" Song Jingyun was unceremonious, a step, a flicker, and the tip of the sword appeared in front of him, extremely fast, just a blink of an eye.

"I have some ability!" The big-eyed young man sneered, not disagreeing, and with a long sword, he faced Song Jingyun's cold sword.

He was just about to meet him, but there was still contempt in his heart, and a flash of silver flashed, and his eyes were blank, and he couldn't see clearly.

He shouted that it was not good, and his body retreated, and he was about to dodge, and the long sword swung and danced into a ball, turning into a curtain of light in front of him.

Song Jingyun stepped on two steps, as if moving horizontally, and suddenly appeared behind him, and the long sword pointed at him, stabbing him straight into his vest.

If she doesn't withdraw her sword, with the castration of a big-eyed youth, even if she senses something wrong, she will definitely not be able to avoid it, and she will pierce her heart with a sword when she sees it.

"Leave people under the sword!" In the low shout, a gray shadow appeared, blocking in front of Song Jingyun, and the cold light flashed, slashing towards Song Jingyun's sword.

Song Jingyun has been provoked, seeing that someone dares to do this, he was furious in his heart, stepped on his feet, and performed a set of mysterious footwork, and flashed again, appearing on the side of the big-eyed young man.

A sword was singled out, enveloping the two of them at the same time, extremely fast, and the sword light was like snow.

At this moment, the big-eyed young man had regained his vision, there was no one in front of him, and he turned around violently, just to meet Song Jingyun's sword light.

He was furious in his heart, his face was hot, and it was so hot, he didn't expect to fight the geese in the end, but he was pecked by the geese, and he lost such a big ugly.

At this time, his heart was full of murder, and only by slaughtering this little girl's skin could he wash away the shame of today.

The murderous intent in her heart was boiling, and the sword was sharp, and the sword of "snorting" stabbed out, the whistle was faint, and it was extremely fast, like a meteor, directly piercing Song Jingyun's continuous sword net and piercing her heart.

Song Jingyun made a mistake at his feet, and the long sword swung like a butterfly, weaving a sword net and trapping his sword.

The other man in gray was the middle-aged man just now, and when he rescued the big-eyed young man, he stopped making a move, and stepped aside to watch them fight.

But he stood there, but he was eyeing him fiercely, as if he was about to strike at any time, faintly revealing a threat, and invisibly exerting pressure.

Song Jingsi shook his head, smiled faintly, disapproving of his little trick, and appeared in front of him with a shake of his figure.

Her body is subtle, and when she steps on it, it is like stepping on a boat, and her steps move silently, abruptly and quickly.

The middle-aged man was stunned and glanced at her.

Song Jingsi's position was quite ingenious, blocking in front of the middle-aged man, but not approaching, separating him from the field.

The middle-aged man's heart was awe-inspiring, although he was extremely proud of himself, but Song Jingsi's posture made him deeply jealous.

What the handsome young man thought, he, an old Jianghu, could even more so think of it.

Now that I see that Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun's posture is extremely exquisite, it has been concluded that the second daughter is from a famous family and should not be provoked.

With such thoughts, he didn't do anything too much and didn't make a move.

"You are such a poor martial artist, and you still want to teach me a lesson?!" Song Jingyun said in a coquettish voice, waving the cold sword, and the sword light was huo.

The warmth in the hall seemed to have dropped a little, and her sword light carried a chilly aura.

Provoked by her words, the big-eyed young man felt more and more dull on his face.

He thought that with his own martial arts, he would clean up the little girl's skin and catch it with his hands, but he didn't want to think that this little girl's skin was actually a good martial arts.

let her use the strength to eat her mother, and even used the killer weapon, but she couldn't help her at all.

Being sarcastic by her like this, he was annoyed, and the murderous intention was boiling, but it was unthinkable.

"Jingyun, don't tease him!" Song Jingsi said lightly, revealing a hint of reproach.

Song Jingyun replied in a coquettish voice: "Okay-——!"

With that, his figure flashed, the sword light skyrocketed, and the silver light burst out like an explosion, and his body disappeared in front of his eyes.

The hearts of the surrounding people froze, and they secretly said: "It's this trick again!"

The middle-aged man was startled and hurriedly reached out to help, but Song Jingsi flashed and blocked in front of him again, exactly the same distance as before.

The fighter plane was fleeting, and Song Jingyun had already succeeded in this delay, stabbing the opponent's right shoulder with a sword, lifting it lightly, and then drifting back.

The big-eyed young man screamed, and the long sword fell to the ground.

Song Jingyun's sword had already broken his pipa bone, and the internal force broke the tendons and veins in his hand.

If you don't do it, you can do it, and if you do it, you will cut the grass and eradicate the roots, Song Jingyun has won the style of the Xiao family.

(To be continued)