Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Gong Ziyu stood still, his gaze was very cold, under the sprite mask, no one could see his expression now.

"Go to hell." Righteousness suddenly rose in Lin Pingzhi's heart, to get rid of the great harm of martial arts, only the actions of righteous martial arts people Lin.

"clang--"

Gong Ziyu didn't move, he just stretched out two fingers.

A sharp finger!

Lin Pingzhi was secretly startled, how could he point at Lu Xiaofeng's consonance!

But soon Lin Pingzhi came to his senses, no, this is not a coincidence.

It was Gong Ziyu who was too strong, his internal force wrapped his fingers, making it impossible for Lin Pingzhi's sword to pierce even a single bit.

"Damn it!" Lin Pingzhi wanted to pull out his sword, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out.

Gong Ziyu twisted his fingers, and the sound of "Ka Ka Ka" sounded.

Lin Pingzhi's Huashan-style long sword broke into several pieces, and fell to the ground with a clang.

"How could it be!" Seeing that his sword was broken, Lin Pingzhi was astonished.

However, he took a few steps back and distanced himself from Gong Ziyu.

"Twenty Eight Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"Roar--"

A dragon roar sounded immediately, and a huge dragon emerged from Lin Pingzhi's hands, and charged straight at Gong Ziyu.

At this time, Gong Ziyu's eyes seemed to be bright, he didn't expect Lin Pingzhi to subdue the dragon with twenty-eight palms.

"Good palm technique." Gong Ziyu exclaimed, and then he slapped out the same palm, and met Jianglong's twenty-eight palms in the air.

Under the collision of internal force, there was a "boom", a loud noise out of thin air.

Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth, this was the first time his Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms failed.

His own sword is too fragile, unable to bear much of his internal strength, Dugu Nine Swords can't use it at all.

"Gong Ziyu, let me go." Lin Pingzhi used the soul-shifting method when he spoke.

There was a momentary distraction in Gong Ziyu's eyes, but it was only for a moment, and he immediately woke up.

"It seems that I underestimated you." Gong Ziyu began to look at Lin Pingzhi, and he slowly pulled out the Canglang sword.

Lin Pingzhi seemed to see a huge wave coming towards him.

He bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to wake up with the pain.

The smell of blood in his mouth aroused Lin Pingzhi's fighting spirit.

Along the way, he didn't seem to have fought against masters much.

And what he is facing now is Gong Ziyu, the top player in the Jianghu.

And never kill.

So Lin Pingzhi thinks this is a rare opportunity.

He drew out the sword in the flute of the twenty-four moonlit bridges at his waist.

This sword is much better than Huashan's standard long sword.

"Come on, Gongzi Yu!" Lin Pingzhi said.

"Ding, the Weakness Card is successfully used, and Gong Ziyu's combat power will be halved for ten minutes."

After successfully reducing Gong Ziyu's combat power, Lin Pingzhi immediately started to act.

As soon as An Yeliuxiang came out, his figure instantly became unreal.

Looking at the afterimages of Lin Pingzhi, Gong Ziyu secretly sighed in his heart, he is really a young hero.

Such ability at such a young age is commendable.

But at this moment, Lin Pingzhi's sword arrived.

Xiao Zhongjian is thin and narrow, much like a Western sword, but indestructible.

Gong Ziyu moved his feet, his movements were extremely elegant.

"clang--"

Xiao Zhongjian and Canglang Sword made contact for the first time, sparks flew everywhere.

Then just touch and go.

"Clang clang-"

Lin Pingzhi's Dugu Nine Swords found flaws in Gongzi Yu's sword moves every time.

But when Lin Pingzhi drew out his sword, the Canglang Sword just appeared on the edge of Xiao Zhongjian.

Every time Lin Pingzhi used his sword, there was no effect.

In just a few breaths, the two sides have already exchanged dozens of swords.