This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 124 Bibi, who is more violent! (1)

impossible!
Parsley quickly dismissed her own opinion.

This kid, at most, has some brute force.

How could the three swordsmen who participated in the sword competition understand the meaning of the huge sword in Yehuo's hand.

Although he was shocked by Yehuo's slender figure, he actually used a heavy knife.

However, a few people didn't care too much.

Standing in the middle, Nangong Qing, a student of the Sword Character Division, took a step forward, and cupped his hands towards Linghu Jingtian and Yehuo.

"Nangong Qing in the lower part of the sword character. The sword has no eyes. If you don't seriously hurt the two in a while, please return the two juniors for forgiveness!"

He spoke politely, but the meaning behind his words was full of contempt, as if the injured party must be Linghu Jingtian and Yehuo.

Linghu Jingtian had a cold temper, and would only retort in front of Yehuo, and only nodded lightly to Nangong Qing.

Yehuo is not a guy who suffers from his mouth, the corners of his lips are raised, and his tone is extremely wild.

"Senior Brother Nangong is so polite, we will be merciful when we make a move later!"

Two people, one cold and arrogant, the other wild, seem to be incompatible, but there is a strange harmony.

If it is said that Linghu Jingtian's arrogance is still acceptable to the three members of the sword character department.

Well, Yehuo's provocation was enough to make the three swordsmen of the Sword Department angry.

"Boy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, I will let you know what modesty is today!"

With a low curse, on the right side of Nangong Qing, Li Zhuang, a tall and strong man comparable in stature to Fenglei, immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, raised his epee and rushed towards Yehuo.

The palm-width and heavy sword body is much smaller than Wildfire's Raging Flame Saber, but compared to the delicate long swords of Nangong Qing and another female swordsman Xiao Lan, Li Zhuang's sword is also worthy of praise. The word "heavy" is on the top.

Obviously, he is also a power player.

A sneer curled up on Parsley's lips.

If this Li Zhuang just had a handful of strength, he would never be able to get into his eyes.

Although he was tall, Li Zhuang's speed and agility were not bad. In a flash, he was already in front of Wildfire.

With the whistling sound of the wind, the wide and thick sword charged towards the wild fire.

The strong wind blows her clothes and hair in a flurry.

The skirt fluttered like a flame.

(End of this chapter)