The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

But as everyone knows, if he doesn't cross that hurdle, then he is still just a master of the innate realm!

After all, there is a world of difference between the Grandmaster Realm and the Xiantian Realm.

Fu Junmei hasn't spoken since the battle. For her, facing such a master, he must use all his energy to fight against the enemy!

Otherwise, Fu Junmao might be killed by Ouyang Xiyi.

"But I never thought that Fu Junmao would be able to fight Ouyang Xiyi with so many moves!"

"Didn't you hear? That's just Ouyang Xiyi giving way to him!"

"Bah, do you really believe it? With Ouyang Xiyi's anger just now, he will let Fu Junmei? You are so naive."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Ouyang Xiyi only felt that his lungs were about to explode, and immediately started to fight for his life regardless of the injury.

But how old is Ouyang Xiyi?How old is Fu Junmao?

Even judging from the injury-for-injury style of play, Ouyang Xiyi can only be the one who suffers.

Sure enough, after just a few moves, Ouyang Xiyi's face had turned pale, his body was staggering, and he had been stabbed by Fu Junmao's long sword five times in total!

As for Fu Junmao, although she was also hit by five swords, she was still able to support her body, showing a cruel smile to Ouyang Xiyi.

"How about this battle ending in a draw?"

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Looking at Ouyang Xiyi's pitiful appearance, Wang Bu couldn't bear to stand up.

When Ouyang Xiyi heard this, for some reason, a sense of relief suddenly appeared in his heart.

He was about to withdraw his sword, and continued to talk, but found that Fu Junmai didn't even intend to withdraw his sword.

"Girl, the old man thinks you have a good talent, and I don't want to hurt you, so you don't know what to do!"

Seeing the determination on Fu Junmao's face, Ouyang Xiyi suddenly scolded from embarrassment.

"But I don't know, Wang Bo, what qualifications do you have to say that this battle is a draw?"

Chu Heng stood up slowly, looked at the two people in the field and said with a chuckle.

Wang Bu shifted his gaze to Chu Heng, just in time to see the disdain in Chu Heng's eyes.

Seeing this, Wang Bu frowned and said, "Could it be that you don't care about Fu Junmao's life or death?"

"With me, Chu Heng, here, even if she dies, I can still save her from Hades!"

Chu Heng opened the folding fan with a snap, raised his eyebrows and said confidently.

Hearing Chu Heng's words, everyone suddenly realized that they had overlooked that Chu Heng is still a master of medicine!

With such a master of medicine, it's no wonder that Fu Junmao would use such a desperate style of play.

"City Lord Li, look..."

Wang Bo shifted his gaze to Li Youfeng.

Seeing Wang Bo throwing the ball to him, Li Youfeng smiled, but he scolded his mother in his heart: You were the one who wanted to fight just now, and you are the one who wants to reconcile now!Such a good thing in the world?Besides, do you think Chu Heng can be persuaded by Lao Tzu?One is not good, what should I do if this uncle wiped out my Yangzhou city?

"This matter is for the two parties to decide for themselves!"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Li Youfeng pointed to Fu Junmao and Ouyang Xiyi.

"Old thief, if you are afraid of death, just admit defeat!"

Fu Junmao adjusted her breath for a long time, and finally spoke leisurely.

Hearing Fu Junmao's words, Ouyang Xiyi knew that today's battle could not end like this.

But at this moment, Ouyang Xiyi couldn't help but feel regret in his heart.

For Ouyang Xiyi, if he fails today, his fame will be in vain.

On the other hand, Fu Junmao, even if she fails, she will not suffer too much loss. After all, Fu Junmao's status is far from Ouyang Xiyi's.

After such a comparison, Ouyang Xiyi realized that it was really not a wise decision for him to fight this Fu Junmao.

But now that the deal is done, Ouyang Xiyi can only bite the bullet and continue to fight to the death with this poor Fu Junmao.

Ouyang Xiyi wouldn't know, if it wasn't because Chu Heng knew Fu Junmao's careful thoughts, he might not even have the chance to fight Fu Junmao!

Compared to Fu Junmao, he, Ouyang Xiyi, is the real loser. .

Chapter [-] A Different Feeling

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The Yangzhou City Lord's Mansion was lively, and in the canal to Yangzhou City, an exquisite medium-sized ship was slowly approaching Yangzhou City. (—)

"You said, there is a piano master who is even better than me in the Qinhuai River in Yangzhou?"

Shang Xiufang tilted her head and looked at a maid in front of her -.

The maid nodded: "Miss, this news has been confirmed by their Demon Sect and other forces! I dare not lie to you."

"So that's the case! I'm really looking forward to Yangzhou City! Shang Xiufang has never met a bosom friend since her debut, but now she never thought that she would meet one in Yangzhou!"