Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 110

A small bridge with flowing water, fallen leaves flying, a hundred flowers blooming, and beauties dancing swords, it's a beautiful scene, but in Ming Qiyue's eyes, everything here is so hateful.

Her hair was like black ink, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, her waist was also weak and boneless, and Ming Qiyue felt an unknown fire in her heart, she pulled out her sword fiercely, and attacked Feng Nuanyang.

Feng Nuanyang was concentrating, but when a cold light hit her face, her heart tightened, she quickly raised her sword to block it, and caught the stabbing sword with difficulty, she let out a soft breath, and glared angrily at the woman holding the sword : "Do you know it was dangerous just now!" If she didn't reach out to block it, there would be a hole in her chest now.

"It's not bad. It's worthy of being taught by my senior brother to receive the first sword, but it won't be so easy later on!" Ming Qiyue turned cold, raised her sword again, and attacked Feng Nuanyang in several directions. .

Before Feng Nuanyang could figure out what she said, she was very nervous because of the continuous moves. She had a poor foundation, but she was okay with Qin Shuwan's low-level ones. To deal with this kind of professional practitioner, she was sincere Difficult, at a disadvantage.

With a sudden bang, the sword in Feng Nuanyang's hand was knocked out by Ming Qiyue's internal force, and then Ming Qiyue kicked Feng Nuanyang's waist fiercely, sending her flying to the ground.

Feng Nuanyang struggled to get up, but a cold sword pressed against his neck, "That's all!"

That kick used [-]% of the strength. Feng Nuanyang was born as a young lady, and the original Feng Nuanyang was raised in her boudoir. She never did rough work, let alone learned martial arts. As the saying goes, daughters are delicate. Feng Nuanyang, this is telling the truth, that kick hurt her internal organs as if they were being torn apart, her face was pale, a mouthful of blood gushed out of her throat, but she forcibly swallowed it down.

She coughed a few times in discomfort, and stared fiercely at the woman across from her: "I'm not going to compete with you!" She was self-aware, and she learned some simple moves for self-defense and exercise. Vicious woman.

"You have a pretty face. Feng Yuanche is right, you are more beautiful than me!" Ming Qiyue's eyes turned cold, and she slashed the sword across Feng Nuanyang's fair cheeks, and then stopped on her delicate neck , "Your figure is also good, no wonder you have seduced the man's soul. I don't think you need to learn martial arts, and just use your method of charming men, which is much better than your fancy fists and embroidered legs!"

Her face was gloomy, her gaze became sharp, and there was even a murderous intent in her eyes.

Feng Nuanyang felt the cold sword hovering around her neck like a poisonous snake, and her whole heart was raised. This woman is not joking, she really wants to kill herself, but she doesn't know her, Wait, she said Feng Yuanche just now!

"Are you doing it for Feng Yuanche?" Feng Nuanyang felt aggrieved in his heart. It must be that guy who was flirting everywhere, offended other girls, and aroused hatred, but she was just an insignificant little cousin, why did she find her? ?
"Feng Yuanche and I are innocent, he is my cousin, other than that, we have nothing to do with each other, don't be impulsive!" She said a lot in one breath, but when she stopped, there was a huge pain in her chest , it was difficult to breathe, and cold sweat was seeping on her forehead due to the pain. Although the sun was shining brightly, she felt cold from the bottom of her body.

(End of this chapter)