I Am Really Not a Man!

Ma Xingkong’s idea is good. His original intention was to pick up a soft persimmon. Lu Xiaofeng’s full house is famous. There are many young masters in the world, and even people who have been famous for a long time admire these two people. In contrast, Tang Wanfeng’s name seemed too bleak. Even the previous Chase Qianzhuang case and the Iron Shoe Robbery case were hidden behind the brilliant name of Lu Xiaofeng, and she became a behind-the-scenes hero. The people who knew her were really poor, so Ma Xingkong seemed to rush towards her without even thinking about it, but in fact, that was after much consideration.

It is a pity that no matter how much he considered, he still missed a little-the "man" who can deal with Lu Xiaofeng, Huamanlou, Sikong Stars, and even Ximen Chuuxue, where is the skill difference?

Tang Wanfeng got up and jumped to avoid Ma Xingkong’s stick, and then drew the peacock feathers from behind. First came an instant poisonous tribulus. Ma Xingkong’s movements slowed down obviously, and then he hung up again. With a blood dart, Ma Xingkong’s face turned green immediately. In the third move, Tang Wanfeng came directly with a plum needle. Ma Xingkong was forced to stay there. He only felt itchy all over, but couldn’t move. You can't even open your mouth for help, and even have the urge to cry!

Seeing that the situation is not good, Lu Xiaofeng just wanted to reach out to help. Liu Yunfei, who was all over the building, flung his sleeves halfway, only to find that Tang Wanfeng was moving faster than them. In just one breath, he would heal the head of a dart board. Living.

Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly: "A night, he didn't have his fifth limb abolished by you. You are really merciful."

Tang Wanfeng also performed exceptionally this time. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Lu Xiaofeng ridicule like this, and almost threw the peacock feather out with a shake of his hand. Holding the thousand receivers in his hand again, Tang Wanfeng said in a huff: "I'm not a treacherous person, nor a bounty mission. What am I doing so absolutely?"

Useless limbs! Bounty hunter "Yiyu"!

Hearing the conversation between Lu Xiaofeng and Tang Wanfeng, Yan Tiezha's eyes finally began to pay attention to Tang Wanfeng. Among other things, here are all men. Relatively speaking, "Yinyu" is more lethal than Ximen Chuuxue.

——After all, many men would rather choose to play a sword happily than to be an **** in pain.

Su Shaoqing stood up very manly at this time, the long sword was unsheathed, pointed directly at Ximen Buxue, and said loudly: "Your Excellency, dare to fight with me!"

A strange expression appeared on Ximen Chuuxue's face, similar to complex emotions of relief, joy and a little regret. He sighed, removed the long sword from Yan Tiezha's shoulder, walked slowly to Su Shaoqing, and said coldly: "Zhan."

Su Shaoqing didn't say much any more, the long sword in his hand was powerful and attacked Ximen Shuixue serially. It was nothing else, it was the original "Sword Double Kill Seven-seven-Forty-Nine Style" created by the head of Emei!

He is fast, Ximen Chuuxue's sword is faster. Everyone saw that his upper body did not move, but as Su Shaoqing's sword continued to retreat, it wasn't until Su Shaoqing reached the twenty-first move that he drew his sword straight to a flaw in Su Shaoqing, and after that flaw, it was impressive. It was Su Shaoqing's throat.

Everyone mentioned it subconsciously, and some people have begun to mourn for Su Shaoqing-the passing of a young master always makes people feel sad.

At the same time, a sigh sounded along with the sound of a hidden weapon breaking through the air. Everyone felt their eyes dizzy. When they looked again, there was already a trace of scarlet red on the tip of Ximen Chuuxue's sword, and Su Shaoqing's face also had an obvious sword mark. .

Yan Tiezha breathed a sigh of relief. Although the face is broken, the person is still there.

Besides, he didn't bump into that "Yinyu" hand, didn't he? Contented.

Yan Tiezha breathed a sigh of relief, but Lu Xiaofeng was greatly surprised. This was the first time he saw someone daring to save someone from the sword of Ximen Chuuxue, and the rescue was successful.

"A night, you are a hero to save... a hero?" Lu Xiaofeng originally wanted to say that a hero saves the United States, but after looking at Su Shaoqing's appearance, his mouth still turned a corner.

After confirming that Ximen Bixue did not move, Tang Wanfeng put away the peacock feathers and glanced at him angrily: "What the hell." After speaking, she threw a flying claw to Su Shaoqing and grabbed the person. Said, "Don't go away yet, do you really want to die?"

Su Shaoqing was a little embarrassed.

Instead, Huamanlou smiled and said: "Your Excellency is one of the seven swords under the Emei Clan?" The sound of Su Shaoqing and Ximen Chuuxue's confrontation was caught in the ears of the entire building. In addition, Su Shaoqing's moves were so unique that he It was easy to judge the origin of Su Shaoqing.

Su Shaoqing nodded repeatedly, glanced at Huamanlou gratefully, and said, "It's Su Shaoying below."

Huamanlou nodded: "Three heroes and four talents, a well-deserved reputation."

Su Shaoying made him blush. He went out with more than twenty tricks, but he didn't even touch the corner of Ximen Chuuxue's clothes. In the end, it was a shame that a bounty hunter saved his life.

Ximen Chuuxue actually said, "Twenty years later, you can fight with me."

If he hadn't fought before, Su Shaoying might still draw his sword unconvinced, but now that he knew the depth of Ximen Chuuxue, then he would really be brave to fight back and forth.

In the end, Su Shaoying reluctantly suppressed her arrogance and nodded indiscriminately.

Ximen Chuuxue didn’t care about that. In fact, he moved his eyes away from Su Shaoying after he said that. As for whether Su Shaoying responded or not, it didn’t matter to him. What he cared about was when Lu Xiaofeng’s affairs would be completed, so he would return. Wanmei Villa continues to be his otaku.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly against Ximen Chuuxue's gaze, and touched the place where he had long beard that was still smooth and clean. Lu Xiaofeng looked at Yan Tiezha.

Yan Tiezha obviously hadn't given up yet, he clapped his hands, and six or seven people soon appeared inside and outside the water pavilion.

Tang Wan raised his eyebrows, and the peacock feathers opened: "Fighting? You really found the wrong person." After talking, a cloud rushed out month by month, facing one of them, a celestial lady scattered flowers.

The scattered organs carried a brilliant light effect, and the few people only felt that their eyes were dizzy, and their bodies were numb and itchy. They subconsciously reached out to scratch, but the more they scratched.

Su Shaoying was here to protect Yan Tiezha. Although he was embarrassed, he still carried a sword.

Tang Wanfeng turned around in midair, and the peacock Ling changed and threw out a shot of Kunpeng iron claws, which was falling at Su Shaoying's feet.

Su Shaoying didn’t notice, stepped on it, and the agency started. It actually dragged Su Shaoying, Yan Tiezha, Ma Xingkong, and the two Yan Tiezha closer to the agency to the agency, and instantly bothered them. Feet shackled in place.

——Kunpeng Iron Claw, the effect here is that after stepping on the mechanism, at most five targets around it will be pulled to the location of the mechanism and locked up.

After Tang Wanfeng cleaned up these people, Teng Nao turned around and fixed all the remaining people in place.

Seeing this, Ximen Chuuxue silently retracted the sword into its sheath, and said to Lu Xiaofeng, "You didn't need to call me."

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded. He really didn't expect Tang Wanfeng's combat power to be so high. It takes only a few breaths for a person to deal with such a large group. Is it too **** abnormal?