If the disciple is too sandy

Chapter 41 Miss Sister, Please Whip Me (Part [-])
Zhuge Yuen Long also didn't expect that their excellent disciples of Yijianmen couldn't even break the opponent's defense.

Is it just lost?

It's really surprising.

But it can't be blamed for Li Yi's lack of strength.

After all, the opponent he met happened to be the existence that restrained him.

The opponent's strange horizontal martial arts, for people of the same realm, it is almost like a nightmare.

This person……

Invincible in the same realm!
"Li Yi, you are not to blame for this battle!"

Zhuge Yuen Long spoke to stabilize Li Yi's sword heart: "Cultivate hard, you may not necessarily lose in the future."

"Yes!"

Li Yi came back to his senses, cupped his fists and said to Ning Caichen, who is not afraid of ghosts and gods: "See you next time, I will definitely win."

Seeing that this competition is over.

Ning Caichen, who still couldn't get enough of it, also retreated, and sighed helplessly.

I haven't even made a move yet.

He also knows "Twelve Road Tan Legs", so he thought he could show it off.

Now it seems that there is no chance.

After losing the first game, the atmosphere at Yijianmen became sluggish in an instant.

Zhuge Yuen Long knew very well that losing the first match naturally affected their morale.

So for them, the second time has to win.

It was originally planned to let Lin Shaojie play second, but now it seems that a change has to be made.

Mo Yao's swordsmanship is the most outstanding, if he is the second to play, the chance of winning is very high.

"Mo Yao, come to this match."

There was a trace of solemnity between Zhuge Yuen Long's brows.

If Yijianmen continues to lose, then they will really lose face.

Still careless?

Where did the Xuanhuang faction recruit so many talented disciples?
This kind of strength is only available to the disciples of the sect.

One Sword Sect is not that strong, at most they are famous in Fengxiang Mansion, but they are not enough to be seen in the whole Jianghu.

Even Sun Tianhui, the leader of their sect, is not ranked high in the arena.

Jianghu is so big that it is hard to imagine.

Mo Yao, who was wearing a purple shirt, stepped out with a sword in hand, with a confident look on his face.

Her swordsmanship comes from the guidance of the sect master Sun Tianhui.

Among the young generation of Fengxiang Mansion, he is even more famous.

So she has a lot of confidence in this battle.

Seeing that the opponent let Mo Yao play, the players became excited.

"Miss Sister actually made a move, Fanhua, why don't you admit defeat?"

"If you dare to hit Miss Sister, we will definitely send you to reincarnation once. You should think clearly."

"Miss, come on, beat Fanhua to death!"

"Mo Yao, Mo Yao, the flowers are crying, Miss Mo Yao, come on, we are all optimistic about you!"

"..."

Sudden change in painting style.

The disciples of the Xuanhuang Sect didn't help their own people, instead they kept cheering Mo Yao.

This scene also made the disciples of Yijianmen dumbfounded.

what's the situation?
Are these people serious?

Why does it feel like there is a real contradiction?

Didn't you still look like a family before, why did you suddenly start yelling and scolding?

Mo Yao frowned slightly, also a little puzzled.

Is this their strategy?
Want to confuse yourself?

Zhuge Yuen Long frowned slightly, and looked at the disciples of the Xuanhuang Sect in surprise.

He could tell that the other party was not joking, but was genuinely cheering for Mo Yao.

but……

Why do you do this?
Instead of cheering for someone from his own sect, he cheered for an outsider.

What is its purpose?
Even the resourceful Zhuge Yuen Long couldn't figure it out.

Fan Hua glanced at the player with a dark face, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, hey, you have different intentions and inhumanity, we are together!"

"Appearance is justice, this time we stand as young lady."

"Yes! If you dare to touch Miss Sister, a group of us will let you know that seventh-rank martial arts are nothing special."

"Miss Mo Yao, come on, beat up Fanhua, and then sign me!"

"Can you take a photo together? I want to take a photo with Miss Mo Yao!"

"..."

Their reaction made Fanhua flustered.

If he really beat this Mo Yao, regardless of whether he wins or loses, I'm afraid he will be hammered to death by these players?
damn it!
A group of lunatics who have the opposite sex but not the same sex!

"Go ahead!"

Like an iceberg, Mo Yao looked at Fanhua indifferently and said, "My sword technique is a killer move, so be careful."

Hearing this, the players became even more excited.

What a sassy young lady.

It is completely two extremes with the blood banshee of the sect.

The blood banshee is as charming as a demon.

Mo Yao was cold and sassy.

I like it very much!

Fan Hua looked at the coveted players, coughed and said, "How about...girl first?"

He was really scared.

The players in this game are all six.

Either he likes to steal knives, or he likes to engage in sneak attacks.

Either there are too many people bullying the few people.

Although Fan Hua is somewhat famous among the players, he is naturally a little flustered in the face of this group of LSPs.

Even if this girl named Mo Yao is really good-looking and has a good figure.

but……

If you move, she will die.

Players are crazy on the mountain.

Seeing the blood banshee, I can't wait to lick it with my tongue.

It's a pity that the blood banshee is the person in charge, and this setting also makes players completely give up being a licking dog.

Now this person named Mo Yao is also outstanding in appearance, and the dog-licking blood is completely aroused!

Mo Yao was not affected by the players.

Seeing Fanhua asking her to make a move, she unceremoniously pulled out her sword.

"bass!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the blade trembled slightly.

A breeze came, blowing Mo Yao's long hair.

This scene made the players even more excited.

"It's so beautiful, I love you for planning, the young lady of this game is deeply in my heart."

"Don't ask Miss Sister to be merciless, and teach him a lesson quickly."

"I, I, I, I can do it too, Miss Sister, stop playing with swords, practice with a whip, please."

"Brother, your hobby... I like it!"

"..."

Listening to the player's words, even Mo Yao, whose heart is like an iceberg, also turned rosy.

This group of people is downright nasty.

Don't you know that you can't say this to a girl casually?

"Look at the sword!"

Mo Yao stabilized her mind, and walked forward with the sword in hand, the speed was very fast, and the sword in her hand was even more fierce.

Fanhua didn't dare to be careless, and wanted to stop her in a hurry.

"you dare?!"

Someone suddenly yelled, and Fanhua was so frightened that she quickly stopped and retreated.

Can't fix, can't fix.

If he really made a move, these old Yinbi would definitely kill him.

In desperation, Fanhua could only dodge again and again.

Facing Mo Yao's fierce swordsmanship, he could only rely on dodge to deal with it.

There is no need to fight.

He dodged Mo Yao's tricks one after another, which also shocked Mo Yao a little.

This person... is not simple!
She is very clear about how strong her swordsmanship is. The opponent can easily dodge, obviously not an ordinary seventh-rank martial artist.

Great enemy!

How did she know that Fanhua didn't dare to make a move at all.

It's not her that Fanhua is afraid of, but the group of players behind her who are watching covetously!

(End of this chapter)