After Cultivating Immortals For Three Hundred Years, I Will Return To The Human World

"Then I'm welcome!"

Liu Mengyao's wrist flicked, and the long sword was unsheathed.

This sword is made of fine steel, and the cold light is dazzling, and most of the people present dare not look directly at it.

call out!

Without the slightest bit of nonsense, Liu Mengyao pointed her toes and rushed out, a sword floated towards Murong Xueluan's throat.

There are two types of martial arts in the Liu family, boxing and swordsmanship. Liu Mengyao learned from childhood, especially swordsmanship, and has completely mastered it.

"Hmph, it's too much."

Murong Xue snorted softly, spread out her arms, and leaped lightly, her body as light as a swallow, she drifted back five meters, and easily avoided Liu Mengyao's sword.

With her light effort, everyone in the audience stood up.

"At such a young age, he actually possesses the strength of the initial stage of internal energy, and he deserves to be a member of the martial arts family!"

Some warriors saw through Murong Xueluan's strength and couldn't help exclaiming.

call out!

Liu Mengyao became angry and rushed out, despite her tall stature and slender legs, but her explosive power was not weak, she swung her sword to kill Murong Xueluan again.

"Miss Liu family is actually the strength of the initial stage of internal strength!" The warriors in Jiangbei also exclaimed.

"What about the initial stage of internal strength?" Murong Xueluan took a conceited look, jumped lightly again, jumped out of the cruise ship, and landed on the roof of a yacht on the river.

Whoosh whoosh.

Murong Xueluan dodged several times in a row, and had already appeared thirty meters away. There were hundreds of yachts parked on the river, all of which were driven by the rich and powerful. At this moment, it became a battlefield between the two women.

On the deck, a group of people immediately surrounded.

Murong Xueluan hooked her fingers at Liu Mengyao, "Come down and fight."

"If you lose, kneel down and apologize to me!"

"I'm not ashamed to say it." Liu Mengyao's face was expressionless, she jumped up and jumped down.

At this moment, Murong Xueluan suddenly ruthless, flicked his fingers, and a thumb-sized marble suddenly burst out of the air, blessing his inner strength, fast and ruthless, and shot at Liu Mengyao's with a piercing wind. chest.

bang.

Liu Mengyao had just landed on a yacht, her left chest hurt, and she was hit by a marble. That proud place that she could not grasp suddenly sunk into a large area, causing Liu Mengyao's delicate body to tremble, and cold sweat on her forehead.

If the two sides were not far enough apart, Liu Mengyao felt that this blow would make him disabled.

Liu Mengyao stared at Murong Xue: "Despicable."

Murong Xueluan snorted coldly: "Not despicable, not shameless, can be called a hidden weapon? The martial artist in the martial arts world learns all kinds of things, not for performance, but for killing."

"If I hit you in the eye just now, you'd be blind."

boom!

Liu Mengyao gritted her teeth, stepped on the yacht in succession, and quickly killed Murong Xueluan.

But Murong Xueluan didn't wait for anyone on the spot either. She was as light as a swallow and shuttled back and forth between the roofs of the yacht, never giving Liu Mengyao a chance to get close.

At the same time, her marbles kept flying out, and the part she aimed at made Liu Mengyao extremely ashamed, it was her right chest.

Liu Mengyao's explosive power is also very good, but she needs to keep swinging her sword to block, the speed of the pursuit is hindered, and she cannot get close to Murong Xueluan even after chasing for a minute.

"Rubbish!"

Murong Xueluan lost interest and took ten marbles from his pocket.

Whoosh whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh!

She kept flicking her fingers and shooting marbles, like a cannonball, fast, ruthless, and accurate, like a thunderbolt.

shhhhhh!

clang clang!

Liu Mengyao immediately waved his sword to block, but only blocked five, and the remaining five were all hit.

Liu Mengyao groaned four times, was hit in the right chest, the lower abdomen, the thigh, the wrist, the buttocks, the long sword fell off, and finally knelt on the roof of the yacht, her face ashen, her delicate body twitching. , The pain was so painful that she could not move, tears were about to flow, and she almost fell to her knees.

Liu Mengyao's wrist was bruised and horribly bruised.

As you can imagine, other places are no exception.

Liu Mengyao also knew very well that if she hadn't stepped into the inner strength, reborn, and had a strong body, her wrist would have been broken.

The marble that hit her lower abdomen made her cut off her sons and grandchildren, forever losing her qualification to bear offspring.

This hidden weapon of Murong Xueluan was not cruel.

Murong Xueluan was very arrogant: "Liu Mengyao, didn't you say you want to teach me a lesson? Try again."

Jiangbei's warriors and bosses looked gloomy. Liu Mengyao's representative was Jiangbei. She lost, and everyone's face was naturally ugly.

Looking at the wealthy businessmen and warriors in Jiangnan, they all showed smug smiles.

Liu Mengyao gritted her teeth and was extremely humiliated. She regretted not being able to learn her skills from her grandfather before, otherwise she would not be humiliated in public now.

Murong Xueluan was proud of the spring breeze: "You are too good, and the apprentice taught by Master Qin is just like that."

"Hurry up and call him, I'm going to beat him myself!"

Liu Mengyao was so angry that her chest hurt, she gritted her teeth and said, "Wait for him to come and make you look good."

"How dare you talk hard? I'll make you look good now." Murong Xueluan immediately rushed towards Liu Mengyao, moving quickly.

"Go, bring Mengyao back."

Liu Wanhao's face changed greatly, he waved his hand, and a middle-aged man in a Tang suit immediately jumped out of the cruise ship, shuttled between the yachts, and quickly approached Liu Mengyao.

At this moment, Murong Xueluan found the right moment, fired them all together, and hit the middle-aged man in Tang suit together.

That man was also a master at the early stage of internal strength, and his strength was on a par with Liu Mengyao. He was attacked at this moment. Although he had reacted, he was in a vacant state.

shhhhhh!

He reached out with both hands to catch the marbles, but failed to catch all the marbles. A marble hit the center of the forehead, which made the center of his eyebrows bloody, screamed and fell into the water.

Murong Xueluan jumped continuously, appeared beside Liu Mengyao, slapped the latter's chest with a palm, and threw the latter into the water.

"You!—" Liu Mengyao wanted to get up, but the pain all over her body made her unable to fight back.

Whoosh!

At the critical moment, a figure appeared out of thin air, like a teleportation, and appeared beside Liu Mengyao.

No one could see clearly when this person came and when he appeared, as if he appeared out of nowhere.

"So fast!"

Although Murong Xueluan only saw the back of the person who came, but in his eyes, the back of that person had a domineering dominance that dominated the world, which made her fear from the bottom of her heart, and her fighting spirit instantly collapsed.

She even had the urge to kneel and worship.

This man is so scary!

"Why did you come? Hmph."

Liu Mengyao, who was sitting on the yacht, saw the young man standing in front of her, and she suddenly vomited bitterly and burst into tears.

Although Qin Fan at this time seemed to have changed his face and turned into an indifferent young man with a reed on his waist, the indifferent attitude in his eyes did not change, and Liu Mengyao recognized it at a glance.

Qin Fan's eyes swept across Liu Mengyao's body, and his consciousness sensed that the latter's injuries were quite serious. If they were not treated in time, they would definitely be severely disabled.

Qin Fan said nothing, bent down, and hugged Liu Mengyao with the princess hug.

At this moment, Liu Mengyao felt an overwhelming sense of security.

"Who are you?"

Murong Xueluan stared at Qin Fan, trembling in his heart, he didn't dare to retreat, just like the prey being targeted by a tiger, if he escaped, he would be slaughtered by the opponent immediately.

Qin Fan looked at Murong Xueluan with indifferent eyes: "I was thirty miles away when I heard that you were looking for me and wanted to defeat me."

"I'm here now, let's do it."

Murong Xueluan's eyes widened, cold sweat pouring down: "You...you are that Master Qin?"