Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

His eyes flicked rapidly among the viewers.

Even he saw Lin Pingzhi's women.

But only, there was no sign of Lin Pingzhi.

"Could it be?"

Thinking of this, Mu Renqing jumped down from the treetop.

At this moment, he couldn't care less about watching this competition.

He is going to call Feng Qingyang.

I believe that Dugu Nine Swords is enough to make Feng Qingyang come up to watch the battle.

On the top of Mount Hua.

Ximen Chuuxue was astonished.

He didn't expect Lin Pingzhi to have such powerful swordsmanship.

At this moment, he only felt that his swordsmanship seemed a bit out of reach.

"Su Mingyue, what a fast sword!"

Ximen Chuuxue praised.

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his teeth, ready to take Lin Ping's sword hard.

And the sword in his hand has already been brewing.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but be overjoyed to see Ximen Chuuxue appearing in Buddhism.

He stabbed directly at Ximen Chuuxue's chest with a sword.

Can be suddenly.

A strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

"not good!"

Lin Pingzhi said in surprise.

He realized now that he had been fooled by Ximen Chuuxue.

A cruel look appeared in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

"late!"

Lin Pingzhi's sword still pierced into Ximen Chuuxue's chest.

He didn't have time to take it back.

And Ximen Chuuxue slashed fiercely at Lin Pingzhi's ribs.

Lin Pingzhi drew his sword and retreated directly.

Severe pain came from his ribs.

"Da da!"

Lin Pingzhi tapped himself twice quickly.

Immediately stop the blood from flowing out under the ribs.

Ximen Chuuxue trembled all over.

Lin Pingzhi's sword did not pierce his heart.

But the wound caused by the label brought great pain to Ximen Chuuxue.

He hastily tapped his acupoints.

Fortunately, the sword did not penetrate deeply.

The bleeding stopped.

It's just that the severe pain made the veins on Ximen Chuuxue's neck bulge.

He gritted his teeth, trying to get used to the pain.

Lin Pingzhi knew that Ximen Chuuxue was not feeling well now.

But he couldn't see where he was going.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword caused his injuries to be worse than Ximen Chuuxue's.

Even his ribs were scratched by Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

"Ximen Chuuxue, you are so scheming!"

Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth and said.

Don't look at Ximen Chuixue's aloofness.

But his sword is very bloodthirsty!

"Each each other!"