Yue Jiuyou's fists meet the silk thread. At the moment, he sees the sharp and transparent silk thread. It's too late to react.

He was surprised, but as a man of Mosha Valley, his physical strength was not comparable to that of other people in the same realm. The power of the king of Yuanying came out, and he broke the silk thread only by his physical body. His fist continued to kill Zhong Qian.

Zhong Qian's face doesn't change. Just this move, she intends to test Yue Jiuyou. She is defeated by Yue Jiuyou, which is also expected by him.

The momentum of her body also burst out at the moment. She is also the holy king of Yuanying. Her momentum is so outstanding that she is graceful and graceful in the wind.

In this kind of beauty, what is hidden is endless killing.

Her hands out, to palm to fist, is undoubtedly the best choice.

Although Zhong Qian's mind doesn't seem to be very sensitive, her instinctive reaction is extremely quick in battle, and her combat experience is far more than that of other people.

She knew very well that no matter how fierce the style of boxing was, it would be restrained to fight back with her palm.

Besides, her palms are not ordinary palms, but the world-famous Wuji palms of Wuji demon sect. As soon as the Wuji palms were used, her white palms changed.

It was a strange, domineering white energy that covered her palms like a transparent membrane.

This pair of palms just collided with Yue Jiuyou's fists, which stirred up a thousand layers of dust and a gust of wind.

The gale didn't start out of thin air. It was the confrontation between the two that caused the aftereffect. With the gale, Zhong Qian's long black hair kept fluttering back, and Yue Jiuyou was a little unsteady.

He didn't do his best, but the little princess of Wuji demon clan obviously hated her very much, so she used all her strength to fight against her, even the world-famous Wuji palm.

Yue Jiuyou's figure suddenly retreats. Zhong Qian looks at him with satisfaction, and immediately pursues him while winning.

When Zhong Qian's Wuji palm is used again, the evil spirit emerges in Yue Jiuyou's eyes. As soon as his boxing style changes, his evil spirit startles the sky. He can achieve today's position and become the recognized Holy Son of Mosha Valley, which makes everyone respect him. He has gone through many battles and killed many people, which is different from Zhong Qian, who is a good supporter.

In his fists, the evil spirit condenses, in his eyes, the evil spirit rises and blows out.

No matter how strong the Wuji palm is, Zhong Qian doesn't practice well after all, and Yue Jiuyou's strength is stronger than Zhong Qian. With a little effort, Zhong Qian's face changes greatly, so she can't bear the pressure to retreat!

Yue Jiuyou makes 18 punches, which makes Zhong Qian desperate.

Because of the pre-determined battle range and the demarcation line drawn by Qin Feng, as long as Zhong Qian crosses the line, she will lose, and it is difficult to distinguish a hundred people.

At this time, Yue Jiuyou knew that he had to pretend to be defeated, and he was going to give up.

As a result, he could have made 36 punches in one go, but only 18 punches. He pretended to consume too much, and some of them were out of breath, so he didn't let Zhong Qian go out of bounds.

How could Zhong Ling not see his behavior? It was clear that he could continue to fight with thirty or forty fists, but Yue Jiuyou stopped by force, only 18 fists.

Zhong Qian is tired of dealing with Yue Jiuyou's fist, but Zhong Ling has a clear view, so he can see it at a glance.

She also knows that Yue Jiuyou is giving Zhong Qian a chance, but why does he do it?

Are you afraid to marry yourself if you win?

Or are you afraid to win and make Zhong Qian lose face?

Zhong Qian feels that Yue Jiuyou's fighting style has stopped. She thinks that Yue Jiuyou can't fight any more. At the moment, although her palms are sore, she can't care about it. She just waves her hand and attacks Yue Jiuyou in the chest.

Yue Jiuyou could have defended, but he pretended that he couldn't defend well. He took the palm, and his body immediately flew out of the line, spitting a mouthful of blood.

Qin Feng originally wanted to run to the symbolic help, but he didn't expect someone to be faster than him. He glanced at the light in his left eye and found that it was Zhong Ling.

At the moment when Yue Jiuyou flew out of the line, Zhong Ling had already run to Yue Jiuyou and leaned down beside him to help him up.

Zhong Qian was very happy and wanted to show off to her sister. However, before she said "I won", she saw that her sister ran to Yue Jiuyou and picked him up from the ground.

"What She felt resentful in her heart, and suddenly felt that in her sister's eyes, she should not win, and that her sister had already made a secret promise to Yue Jiuyou

On this side, Yue Jiuyou pretends to be a failure. He was a little bit subdued in his heart, but he didn't think that Zhong Ling actually came to help him and took out his handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"This..."

Yue Jiuyou was speechless, but he was overjoyed.

Qin Feng's happiness is unexpected?

However, instead of thinking about Qin Feng, he thought more about Zhong Ling, the beauty on his side, the warm fragrance of nephrite, refreshing, and his heart was already very excited.But, after all, he is the Holy Son of Mosha Valley, and Yue Jiuyou is not an ordinary man. Knowing that he has not yet succeeded, he soon calms down and does nothing extraordinary.

After being helped up by Zhong Ling, he just said gratefully, "thank you, Miss Zhong Ling!"

The tone was so sincere that there was no falsehood at all.

"Good!" Zhong Qian came at this time. Although she won the game, somehow, he was not happy at all. He just scolded: "I won the war so hard, sister. You don't understand me at all. You are still flirting with him here!"

Zhong Qian is really a little demon girl. No one dares to offend her when she is in Wuji demon sect. Even when she is in Mosha Valley, she is still immature and dares to say anything.

But what she said happened to be something Yue Jiuyou loved.

With Zhong Qian saying so, Zhong Ling thought of her behavior just now. It seems that she didn't have any thought and didn't hesitate. She blushed immediately.

It's amazing that Zhong Ling, who usually refuses people thousands of miles away, blushes. Yue Jiuyou feels that he is one step closer to the happy moment.

At that time, he will become the first pride of the evil forces.

After all, it's unprecedented to have two such beauties as wives!

Looking at Zhong Ling blushing, Zhong Qian, who has never seen her sister perform like this, is also resentful and angry in her heart.

She stretched out her jade hand and spread it out: "Your Highness, look at me, I won the bet, and you didn't suffer multiple injuries. Promise me the two million yuan stone of Dharma God..."

Yue Jiuyou sighed and said, "I'll have to ask Miss Zhong Qian to stay a little longer. I don't have any extra Dharma God stone. Now if I want to get it, I can only go back to the devil's Valley to get it."

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