Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"Roar--"

"what--"

A dragon's roar sounded, and the two Mongolian men guarding the gate directly smashed through the gate and flew in.

"Oh, the door is broken. Don't ask me to pay for it. I don't have any money."

Chapter 41 The Bright Moon

"Guo Jing!"

When the dragon's roar sounded, Huo Dou subconsciously thought that Guo Jing had just come again.

But after hearing the following words, Huo Dou felt relieved again, this was not Guo Jing's voice, and Guo Jing would not say such teasing words either.

At this time, Ma Jue and the others vomited blood, and with the support of their disciples, they looked at the person who came in suspiciously.

Just now it was clearly the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon.

But why have they never seen all the people who came in?

There are only three people in the world who have such a realm of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but the person who came in is obviously not one of these three people.

"Who are you?" Huo Dou asked Lin Pingzhi who came in.

"Master Mingyue." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's self-reported family name, everyone thought about it, but they had never heard of Mr. Mingyue.

"You are Master Mingyue? But how do you know how to subdue the dragon?" Huo looked at Lin Pingzhi in puzzlement and asked.

"What does it have to do with you?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

Huo Dou was furious at being teased by Lin Pingzhi, but before he could lose his temper, his senior brother Daerba attacked first.

"My junior brother asked you something, how dare you not answer it!" Da'erba rushed towards Lin Pingzhi aggressively.

Looking at this silly big bald head, Lin Pingzhi still thinks the bald heads in Shaolin Temple are cuter.

"Roar--"

"Brother!"

"Darba!"

Huo Dou and Jinlun Fawang shouted quickly.

But it was too late.

With Lin Ping's palm, Da'erba flew a few meters away, and when he landed on the ground, he died instantly.

The current Lin Pingzhi is not comparable to the former Lin Pingzhi. He has absorbed two-thirds of Gong Ziyu's inner strength, and he is already a master at this time. It can be said that there are few opponents.

"Damn it." The Golden Wheel Fawang gritted his teeth, and the two golden wheels flew directly towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi's Canglang sword was unsheathed.

"Dangdang" sounded twice, and the golden wheel was blocked.

Lin Pingzhi was also repelled a few steps. He felt the pain coming from the tiger's mouth, and thought that this Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu really deserved its reputation and its strength is really great.

Jinlun Dharma King withdrew his golden wheel. Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was so young, but under the attack of his own golden wheel, he only took a few steps back without any injuries. He was shocked in his heart.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is mediocre." Lin Pingzhi said with a sneer. In fact, he had already become vigilant in his heart, and he no longer planned to confront Jinlun Fawang head-on.

Hearing Lin Pingzhi mocking himself, Jinlun Fawang was very angry, he was a dignified national teacher of Mongolia, he had never been insulted like this before.

"Zhuzi dare!" Jinlun Fawang exercised the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, and slapped Lin Pingzhi's Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.

"Good time!" Lin Pingzhi flicked the Canglang sword, and Dugu's nine swords came first, stabbing directly at Jinlun Fawang's armpit.

A startled look appeared in Jinlun Fawang's eyes, he didn't expect that this so-called Master Mingyue, apart from being able to subdue the dragon with eighteen palms, also had such superb swordsmanship.

"Ah-"

Dragon Elephant Prajna slapped the sword body of Canglang Sword, but Lin Pingzhi's current strength should not be underestimated. The blade of Canglang Sword slashed across Jinlun Fawang's arm, cutting a big hole in his monk's robe , There was also a cut on the arm.

Jinlun Fawang, who was unfavorable, immediately retreated, but was Lin Pingzhi the kind of person who took advantage and stopped?

of course not!

Lin Pingzhi immediately followed, tapped the Canglang Sword three times in a row, and Taiyue Sanqingfeng made a direct move.

"Huashan Sword Art!"

Jinlun Fawang was shocked, how could this Young Master Mingyue know so many martial arts?

But there is not much time for him to be confused, Lin Pingzhi's Taiyue Sanqing Peak has already arrived in front of him.

"clang--"

Jinlun Fawang blocked the first sword with the golden wheel.

Lin Pingzhi borrowed his old strength and used his new strength, a stronger second sword came.

"So fast!" Jinlun Fawang saw that the first sword had just passed, and immediately came to the second sword, his heart tightened, and he looked at Lin Pingzhi cautiously.

He picked up the golden wheel in his hand and twisted it.