After Wang Feng finished speaking, his magic power was leaping out of the window, like a dragonfly squirting the water, and his toes fell steadily to the ground.

During the whole process, he did not use half of the talisman, nor did he show any signs of using magic. This shows that this gentleman is also quite accomplished in his physical body.

Wang Feng's appearance immediately attracted the attention of pedestrians on both sides of the street. The people on the street immediately opened a blank area of ​​more than 30 meters, and many more rushed into restaurants, brothels and other entertainment facilities on both sides of the street. They needed to have a pot of tea or two, and just sat in front of the window to watch the big scene that would happen next.

Just kidding, monks fight! Even Chaoge is waiting once a year. Many people come here specifically to see this at this time every year!

Well, from this perspective, the Shang Dynasty people are indeed relatively wealthy...

In short, Feng Xue saw that the other party had already set off, so she naturally would not show any timidity. She also jumped out of the window in one step, but she had never even leveraged her strength before, so she stood firm. The action was enough to make any modern parkour player suffer from knee pain involuntarily, but for Feng Xue, it was as relaxed and comfortable as jumping off a step.

"Go to do it." Feng Xue did not show off her posture, but stood with a very graceful hand behind her back. In this way, no one believed her if she was not a god!

You should know that the monks' standing postures are professionally tutored by the countermeasures bureau. What they need is a fairy-like spirit. Wherever you stand, a good guy is a very elegant person. In this way, the public will have confidence in their own monks when they see you. If everyone is like Jigong, no matter how capable you are, the people's first reaction when they see you is that this monk is not good.

This is like the two monks who had seen invisibility techniques and pretended to be escaping light when Feng Xue was still Xu Feng. Although it was a face-saving project, it undoubtedly increased the civilian yearning and respect for monks.

"The sword is called Qingfeng. The sword is three feet tall and weighs seven kilograms and six liang. It is made of deep sea sunken silver. It has killed more than 170 monsters."

As the words fell, a sword sounded through the air, and it was indeed a good sword.

"It's useless to say more, come on." Feng Xue shook her hands and shook her sleeves, but she didn't even bring her wrist guards. Seeing this, Wang Feng seemed to feel that he had been insulted and frowned:

"You don't use troops..."

Before the words were spoken, the wind of fist has arrived!

"If you want to fight, just fight. What's the use of saying so much nonsense?" Feng Xue's voice rang in her ears, but the fist was hitting the sword's spine, and a sound of gold and iron roaring.

This punch came so fast that if Feng Xue had not rushed straight to the middle, Wang Feng would not even be able to take this move.

Wang Feng originally planned to use Feng Xue as a stepping stone for making a name for himself, but at this time the sword and fist intersected, he also understood that the famous Wuxu Scholars were thrown out of his mind, and he threw away all the thoughts of expressing them in front of his junior sister.

Win first!

The sword light turned, and a half-moon arc flashed in front of my eyes. The sword blade that had just blocked his fist had actually arrived beside Feng Xue.

"It's true that there are two brushes." Feng Xue said in her heart, but she was a little happy when she saw Lie. She faced the sword's edge and instead of retreating, she took a step forward with her right foot, and smashed Wang Feng's sword-holding wrist from the bottom of her left hand, but she had no intention of defending the strange sword that stabbed the back of her neck.

Wang Feng's wrist shook, and his magic power wandered along the sword's edge, which turned into five or six phantoms. Feng Xue immediately knew that this kid was not the kind of flower-like stance that only knew how to practice hard. He stuck out his right hand and pinched the sword's edge in a strange posture.

And his left hand still hit Wang Feng's wrist.

"Thorn!"

A sound of hard to tell whether it was metal friction or cloth tearing exploded out of thin air, but Wang Feng had already withdrawn several steps, and on his magic weapon sword made of deep-sea heavy silver, there was a drag mark of more than four inches long. If you look closely, you can still see the fingerprints on it.

"Good fingering!" Wang Feng felt a little distressed, but he still praised, but Feng Xue had no intention of responding. As an investigator who had seen many accidents, he was a practical person who firmly implemented the "if you want to fight, don't force yourself."

He doesn't like being turned over, he doesn't like enemy explosions, he doesn't like to make an extra judgment inexplicably, so if you have something to say, I'll say it after the fight!

The mana fluctuations that were so weak that they were almost undetectable suddenly flowed from Feng Xue's body. Although the weak reaction was really powerless, a strong sense of danger arose in Wang Feng's heart.

"Bang!"

The air was shattered.

Even if the punch was concentrated in the eyes, even if it opened the eyelid talisman, Wang Feng could not see clearly.

It was like a flash of light, a flying arrow, like a flying swallow passing by in the sky, or like a fish shadow passing through the stream, without any gorgeous light and shadow effect, without any exquisite and powerful force, just like a simple step, like a street fight, and punch.

But just such a punch is so irreversible.

Wang Feng had already used his magic power to his legs and jumped back with all his strength.

But Feng Xue's punch seemed to have calculated such changes. Even though it had accumulated more than two meters in an instant, the fist still chased after him.

The most powerful and strong, the most powerful.

With the sound of "Crash!", Wang Feng quickly retreated and stopped abruptly. Instead, it was like a fall of leaves. With the sword edges broken into several sections, they fell to the ground.

"What kind of boxing is this?" Wang Feng felt that countless joints in his body were making overwhelming moans. The seemingly simple punch seemed to exude countless force, unloading all the joints in his body.

But these are all illusions.

He was just beaten and hurt.

It's that simple.

"My Fist." Feng Xue stood with her hands behind her back, and the master's demeanor was almost overwhelming, but it was just the same as the scene before the war began.

However, the battle had been completed at this time, so naturally it was time to speak in the mouth. Before he could wait for a high-profile argument such as "Fist is not like a weapon...", a white shadow stopped him.

There is no doubt that it was the female monk.

At this time, she stared at Feng Xue with a look like a female beast protecting a calf. Although the long sword in her hand was not unsheathed, it exuded a chill, clearly with a momentum of "If you catch up, I will die with you."

This caused tons of damage to Feng Xue, a single dog, so...

"Bang!"

Such a cute face, it feels good enough if you hit it with one punch!

Looking at the female monk who was thrown out, Feng Xue looked at his fist with satisfaction, and then looked at Wang Feng, who was lying on the ground and still couldn't get up. Since Long Nu was cheated, he felt that he would be very good at women, especially beautiful women, in the future.

"Gudong..."

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Wang Feng himself didn't know if it was an auditory hallucination or he really swallowed his saliva, but this was no longer important because of this delay, he had no time to speak the scene.

"Bang!"

Feng Xue knocked Wang Feng with a punch, and the talisman paper shook, and a rope came out of the shrinking bag. He quickly tied the brother and sister to a mandarin duck pig's trotter, and hung it in front of the tavern where he had eaten before.

Just treat it as a reward for the secret recipe of the ingredients bowl.
Chapter completed!