Fang Yingxiong and Fang Junhaohan did not leave after all. They knew that although Ye Wenwen was a fierce woman who would always hit people with her legs and showed no mercy at all, but now that she had come alone, she would definitely not be looking for Qianye. The Ministry of War was drinking tea and chatting.
Based on Fang Yingxiong's and Fang Yingxiong's not too high IQs, they secretly guessed that maybe she had the same goal as the two of them: that is, whether to expel Qianye Bingbu from China and prevent Fang Yan from having a chance to cross paths with Qianba Bingbu. .
With that in mind, Fang Haohan had already thought of a way to please Ye Wenrou.
He walked quickly to Ye Wenwen, handed over the DV player in his lap, and said, "Miss Ye, he didn't use that thing just now. He thought I should use it--give it to me." .”
Snapped!
Fang Haohan's head was slapped again.
Fang Yingxiong had just learned the 'head-slapping trick' from Ye Wenwen, and now he was so addicted to it that he couldn't stop playing it. After carefully recalling the feeling on his legs at that moment when he slapped her, just when Fang Haohan was about to get angry, he took the first step and shouted at Fang Haohan: "Fang Haohan, I'm a redhead, even if I give away the dv player." Without Ms. Ye, Ms. Ye can’t use it—how can anyone shoot while fighting?”
Fang Haohan looked stunned and said, "What should we do?"
"Idiot-----" Fang Yingxiong wanted to stretch his legs to slap Fang Haohan on the head, but Fang Haohan dodged it first. "Of course they took the DVD and helped Miss Ye shoot it."
Fang Yingxiong turned to look at Ye Wenwen and said, "Miss Ye, I think he is right?"
Ye Wenrou's brows were twitching and her fists were clenching. Resisting the urge to beat the two idiots to death on the spot, he said with a fierce face: "We two idiots, can we use our brains to think about problems instead of using our knees? Don't do that kind of embarrassing thing in the future. OK?"
"Do we think we can expel him from China with a DV machine? His disciples killed us both without using his legs. Even if we succeed, we can use those legs to expel the Chiba Military Department from China. Dongyang, they Chinese warriors will still become the laughing stock of the whole world, and we will also become the shame of the Chinese warriors ----- From now on, don't learn from our bastard and wretched little uncle. Isn't it good to just shut up and do things upright? Let him put away our DV player and roll it as far away as possible. If we don’t let him see us again, he will want to hit us dozens of times after seeing us once.”
Thump thump-----
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Yingxiong ran away from Yuanji and peeked over at the corner of the yard.
"He was scared to death." Fang Haohan said, covering his chest. A scared boy.
"They didn't tell them, so why are people all over the world laughing at them?" Fang Yingxiong couldn't figure out Hong's question. Of course, when it comes to things like candid photography, you have to do it secretly.
Ye Wenwen then looked at Qianba Military Department and said in a calm voice: "The children at home are making fools of themselves, which makes me laugh. They don't have the qualifications to let me use the sword, but if he wants to try it - he begs me challenge."
Qingyin was extremely angry and rushed towards where Ye Wenrou was standing.
"Come back." Chiba Hōbu shouted.
Whoosh!
Qingyin stepped back again, as if he had never left. As fast as the wind, as fast as lightning.
Qianba Military Department looked at Fang Yingxiong and Fang Yingxiong not far away, then looked at Ye Wenwen, and said with a smile: "Are we sent by Fang Yan?"
"No one sent them." Ye Wenrou said. "Fang Yan doesn't know they are there."
"It doesn't matter if you think about it. It is difficult for a person with a wrong heart to achieve such a level of cultivation at a young age -" Chiba Hōbu said. "He knows me. My daughter is studying in Suzaku. When she came back, she said that a beautiful woman beat Fang Yan in front of many students - can that woman reject me?"
"No to him." Ye Wenwen said.
Qianye Bingbu shook his head slightly and said, "I want to damage his body and destroy his sword so that Fang Yan can have an advantage in the decisive battle with him?"
Ye Wenwen was a little unhappy. Does that old guy want to fight? I'll fight you if you ask for it, why are you talking so much nonsense
"He came here because I am a clever kicker." Ye Wenwen said. "They Chinese warriors are not afraid of challenges and are willing to take the initiative to challenge more powerful enemies. I want Fang Yan to practice swordsmanship for me, and he also wants to defeat me and create an undefeated sword heart."
"He prefers that answer." Chiba Hyobu said. "Adversity produces talents, and desperate circumstances produce high legs. If we all come here like Fang Yan, there is no need - without experiencing blood and fire, how can we have the cultivation of non-existence to step on the avenue of Tongtian?"
"Here comes the sword." Ye Wenwen shouted.
Whoosh!
Fang Yingxiong threw it hard, and the long sword in his leg was caught by Ye Wenwen.
choke!
Ye Wenwen quickly drew his sword, looked at Qianye Bingbu and said, "He just took it as my promise."
Before he finished speaking, one man and one sword rushed towards Qianba Military Department.
Chiba Haowu's face was full of excitement. He liked to watch his father duel with others at such a close distance. He preferred to see the scene where his father easily misunderstood the misunderstanding.
Is it a feeling of having everything under control, calm and calm, as if there is nothing in the world that he cannot do
That man was his father, the man he admired most and longed to surpass.
That feeling is really wonderful.
Whoosh!
Qingyin grabbed his legs and arms, pointed his toes slightly, jumped back, and jumped out of the fighting range.
Run in a straight line!
A straight sword!
Just like Ye Wenwen's character, there were no too many bells and whistles, and there were no phantoms in the sky. He simply stabbed Qianba Military Department with one sword.
Is it because of Ye Wenrou's character and character that she was able to achieve such achievements at such an age.
Those who have great luck must be people with merit. Fangzheng is straightforward, which is not Ye Wenwen's character. That's why the old drunkard prefers Ye Wenwen to his younger junior brother Fang Yan.
Because he felt that Fang Yan was too embarrassed.
However, Chiba Hōbu, who is known as the Eastern Sword God, did not show any signs of neglect. No one knows better than him that Ye Wenrou's simple sword is anything but simple.
The sword stabbed directly into the three major harm-seeking and thirteen-level seeking acupuncture points on his chest, and simultaneously covered his facial features and even his entire head.
One sword and three flowers, a small success in swordsmanship.
One sword and seven flowers, enter the palace.
The sky is full of flowers and rain, and he can be called a master.
Is this a common sense theory for judging a sword kicker.
If according to that standard, Ye Wenwen's sword didn't even have a sword flower, and her level couldn't even be called 'swordsmanship'.
But no, if swordsmanship reaches the state of returning to nature, there will be no sword flowers.
Without the sword flower, the whole world would be without its sword flower.
Without phantoms, no phantoms can be created.
The long sword in Ye Wenwen's leg had just reached Qianye Bingbu's chest when Qianba Bingbu launched his kick like lightning.
Red robe with wide sleeves.
A leg that was so red that it was almost transparent protruded from the sleeves.
Relaxed and freehand, like a fairy making tea or Buddha holding flowers.
clang!
Chiba Hyebu held the tip of the long sword between his legs and fingers.
call----
Ye Wenwen's sprinting speed stopped until the mule came to a stop. No sound could be heard, but the fierce energy stirred up the dead leaves and dust on the ground. Flying all over the sky, like butterflies playing in the wind.
Ye Wenrou shook his legs and wrists, and the long sword broke into two pieces. One part was caught between Chiba Hyebu's legs, and the other part was held in her legs.
Ye Wenwen raised his sword and stabbed again!
clang!
Qianye Bingbu pointed out again, and once again clamped the blade that Ye Wenwen stabbed at.
Ye Wenwen's legs and wrists shook again, and the sword broke into two pieces again.
When Ye Wenwen stabbed him for the third time, Qianye Bingbu still used his legs and fingers to pinch him.
Chachacha-----
The long sword in Ye Wenwen's leg suddenly broke into countless fragments, and the countless fragments were like countless knives stabbing towards Qianye Military Department.
The densely packed, densely packed beasts covered the whole body of Qianba Military Department.