It has been nearly two hours since she left the prefect's mansion. She has not been seen for such a long time. Smart people can guess that something happened to her, and come out to find her...
Ouyang Shaochen looked down at her with innocent eyes: "I came early, I saw you beat those four men in black with ease, and you didn't show up..."
Murong Xue: "..."
It's her fault, she is so strong in martial arts, she beat the man in black to pieces, she doesn't need others to help...
But: "Do you see I'm hurt?"
"Of course I can see it." Ouyang Shaochen nodded. When he came here, she was fighting with the four men in black. From her slightly rapid breathing and the insufficient strength of her sword moves, he could see that It turned out that she was injured internally, but: "I also see that you have taken the wound medicine, and your injury is no longer serious. If you fight those four men in black, you will be fine, and you can still hone your martial arts..."
What Ouyang Shaochen meant was that he didn't help her because her martial arts were not high enough and she still needed to hone her skills!
Murong Xue glared at Ouyang Shaochen angrily: Her moves are all powerful moves learned from modern times, aren't they fast enough, ruthless enough, or accurate enough
Ouyang Shaochen was full of helplessness: "It's not that your sword moves are not fast, ruthless, and accurate enough, but that you are not skillful enough to use your internal force..." Especially, when she made a move, she didn't use all her internal force at all. 50%...
Murong Xue: "..."
It turned out to be like this, then she really needs to hone and hone.
Alas, after living in the modern age for eighteen years, she has never had such a thing as internal strength. She is used to only competing with others for moves and speed. Now, she suddenly has internal strength, and she is really not used to using it from time to time...
Wu Taishou standing in front of the two, looked at Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue who were chatting with no one else: "..."
He, his rival, was right in front of them, yet they were still chatting so passionately, heh, they didn't pay attention to him at all...
Wu Taishou's eyes turned cold, and he drew back the sword forcefully, not wanting, no matter how he drew it, the long sword seemed to grow in mid-air, and did not move at all...
Wu Taishou's complexion became very ugly in an instant, he looked at Ouyang Shaochen viciously, and said word by word: "Your Majesty Ouyang, please let go."
That's right, Taishou Wu's sword was fixed in mid-air by the internal force released from Ouyang Shaochen's palm, it couldn't be stabbed out, nor could it be pulled back...
Hearing what he said, Ouyang Shaochen finally turned his head with 'great mercy', looked at Prefect Wu, and said: "I almost forgot that Prefect Wu's sword is still in this prince's hand, since Prefect Wu wants to take it back, this prince will naturally Adult beauty…”
The moment the words fell, Ouyang Shaochen withdrew the internal force in his palm.
The long sword in Wu Taishou's hand was freed, he lowered his eyelids slightly, a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and suddenly swung his sword and stabbed at Ouyang Shaochen who was close at hand...
The corner of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curved into a light smile, and he swung his palm towards the long sword, only to hear a bang, the palm wind hit the long sword, and the sharp long sword was broken into three pieces , swishing into the chest of Wu Taishou...
Wu Taishou spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, his tall body fell on his back to the ground, and he didn't move. The shock and disbelief flickered in his eyes showed that he still had a breath...
Murong Xue: "..."
Spike! Proper spike!
"How did you do it?" Murong Xue raised her head to look at Ouyang Shaochen, with a little bit of admiration in her dark eyes.