"Uh~" Song Qingshu realized what it means to be shot while lying down, but the scene that Linghu Chong just described appeared in his mind, and it seemed to be not bad...
Dongfang Bubai didn't sound so good, his face was flushed red, suddenly the red figure flickered, and the embroidery needle rushed towards Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong's previous words were intended to provoke her into anger, but when he saw her sleeves swaying slightly, he swiped his sword and stabbed towards her throat. This sword thrust was extremely fast, and to outsiders, Dongfang Bubai seemed to be hitting the sword point himself. But at this moment, Linghu Chong only felt a slight pain in his left cheek, and followed the long sword in his hand to swing to the left.
It turned out that Dongfang Bubai's speed of attacking was unbelievable. In this instant, he stabbed Linghu Chong's face with a needle. After the needle was stabbed, Linghu Chong was doomed, but he himself was also seriously injured, so he had to withdraw his arm and block Linghu Chong's sword with the needle.
"The Dugu Nine Swords who attack the enemy and save... What is your relationship with Feng Qingyang?" Dongfang Bubai asked while arranging his clothes.
"Linghu Chong is coming down to Mount Hua, and today I want to avenge Uncle Feng Tai." Linghu Chong was shocked, knowing that today he encountered a powerful enemy he had never seen in his life, as long as the opponent had time to use his hands and feet, his life would be lost immediately. Swipe, Swipe, Swipe four consecutive stabs, all pointing at the opponent's vitals.
"Feng Qingyang is not my opponent, so what effect can your half-baked Dugu Nine Swords have?" Dongfang Bubai sneered, swiped left, swiped right, swung up, swung down, and rushed Linghu towards him All four of the swords were thrown away. Linghu Chong stared at her attack, the embroidery needle flicked around, and there was no flaw in his body, at this moment, he would never allow her to stab back, he shouted loudly, and slashed straight at the head with the long sword. Dongfang Bubai's right thumb and forefinger grasped the embroidery needle and swung it upwards to block the incoming sword, so the long sword couldn't cut it down.
Linghu Chong's arm felt slightly numb, but when he saw a red shadow flashing, something seemed to poke towards his left eye. At this moment, it's too late to block or dodge, I think my life is over. Seeing that the situation was not right, Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian raised their long swords and swung their soft whips, and stepped forward to attack at the same time, Dongfang Bubai frowned, and had no choice but to retreat and defend.
The three great masters of the present world join hands to fight, how powerful is it, but Dongfang Bubai held an embroidery needle with two fingers, weaving back and forth between the three of them, retreating like lightning, he did not appear to be defeated in the slightest.
The three of them attacked fiercely, stabbing all over Dongfang Bubai's body. But her figure is like a ghost, like a ghost, coming and going like a light smoke. The tip of the three swords and the whip are always a few inches away from her body.
Suddenly Xiang Wentian yelled "Ah", followed by Linghu Chong also yelled "Hey", the two of them got needles one after another. Ren Woxing's "Absorbing Stars" skill is deep, but Dongfang Bubai's movements are extremely fast, it's hard to touch him, secondly, the weapon he uses is an embroidery needle, he can't absorb internal energy from the needle. Fighting for a while, Ren Woxing also yelled "Ah", and his chest and throat were pierced by acupuncture.
Bubai was injured by Feng Qingyang's innate sword energy, and his injuries kept repeating. His body shape was a little more obscure than usual, and he was not sure that after pouring his strength into the opponent's body, he would still have time to block the fierce attacks of the other two masters, so Although the three of Ren Woxing were stabbed repeatedly, they were not seriously injured.
Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian, and Linghu Chong shouted repeatedly, with anger and anxiety in their voices. All three of them poured their internal energy into their weapons, and there was a lot of noise, but Dongfang Bubai didn't make a sound. Ren Yingying saw clearly from the side, knowing that if the stalemate lasted for a long time, the three of them would suffer from exhaustion and would surely die from Dongfang Bubai's needle.
In a blink of an eye, Song Qingshu was standing not far away, watching the fight intently, with a look of concern on his face. With a thought in her mind, Yingying slowly walked over.
Song Qingshu saw that Dongfang Bubai was besieged by the three masters, although the situation was a bit critical, but he could remain invincible in a short time, so he was not in a hurry to make a move, but carefully observed the martial arts moves of several people from the sidelines.
Sensing that Ren Yingying was approaching furtively, Song Qingshu was startled and quickly realized what her plan was, hesitated for a moment, and did not make any moves.
Ren Yingying suddenly placed the dagger in her left hand on Song Qingshu's neck, and scolded, "Tell Dongfang Bubai to stop."
Song Qingshu raised his hands, pretending to submit: "Okay, okay, my name is my name."
Ren Yingying was concerned that Dongfang Bubai would strike too quickly, so she slowly moved behind Song Qingshu, holding the tip of the sword against his vest, letting him stand in front of her, lest Dongfang Bubai suddenly pounce on him.
"By the way, beauty, what do you want me to call, or lewd?" Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu suddenly turned around and looked at her with a smile.
"Looking for death!" Ren Yingying's pretty face turned cold, and she swung her sword to stab Song Qingshu's thigh.
Song Qingshu felt that the performance was almost done, so he dodged in a flash, Ren Yingying felt numb in her waist in astonishment, Song Qingshu had already touched the numb point, and she fell back feeling weak.
"Why is the beauty so careless?" Song Qingshu hugged her delicate body and blew in her ear.
Ren Yingying's neck suddenly turned red, half ashamed and half angry. Over the years, she has been a high-ranking holy aunt with a transcendent status in the Sun Moon God Sect. Naturally, no one dares to disobey her. When she is with Linghu Chong on weekdays, she would be ashamed and angry for a long time if the other party said something frivolous. Song Qingshu flirted nakedly like this.
Song Qingshu's warm and soft jade was in his arms, he could only feel the strange fragrance, and felt that the other party's skin was also icy cold, so he forgot to speak for a while.
"Shameless! Let me go." Worried that Linghu Chong and the others would see her distracted, Ren Yingying bit her lip and said in a low voice.
"Let you go? How can I be willing~" Song Qingshu smiled, "As the so-called Feng Shui turns, you forced me to call it just now, and now it's my turn to make you call it. Chapter 158 Two great stunts in the world
up. "
"What do you want to do?" Ren Yingying suddenly turned pale.
Song Qingshu said: "It's nothing, I just hope you cry out for pain, so that you can share your father's or your brother Chong's heart."
"Don't even think about it!" Ren Yingying knew that they were already at a disadvantage, and if they were distracted because of her, they might be killed by Dongfang Bubai immediately.
"You forced me to do this, do you know what martial arts I am best at?" Song Qingshu rolled his eyes and asked in her ear.
"How do I know!" Sensing his exhaled breath, a layer of tiny pimples appeared on Ren Yingying's delicate skin.
"I know quite a lot of martial arts, and the one I'm best at is the blood-cleaning silver spear technique. Of course, in this situation, it's a bit inconvenient to use... But I also have another skill. Make a comment, girl." Song Qingshu's smile was full of evil.
"Could it be that you are from Shaolin Temple..." Before Ren Yingying finished speaking, she suddenly realized the obscenity in it, and immediately shut her mouth in embarrassment.
"You really don't want to call me? You really touched me if you didn't call me~" Song Qingshu's right hand slowly approached Ren Yingying's chest, only three inches away from the exquisite and pretty thing.