Chapter 293 Win

Xiangjun, the second disciple of the Emeilan family in Shu, a descendant of Buddhism, drew his sword and shouted, "Come on! If you have the courage, we will have a comparison today. You will know whether your Hundred Flowers Palace has a false reputation or not.

Zhang Feiyu has a hot temper and can't hear this the most. He suffered from going down the mountain without weapons. When he saw Sister Qiao's sword, he pulled it out with a hum. The sword was a dragon, and the light flashed, and there was a good sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sister Qiao hurriedly dissuaded: "Stop! I, Baihua Palace, respect you as guests from afar. I don't want to see each other. If there is anything, we have to wait for our palace owner to come back to discuss. Sister Feiyu, put away your sword. This is not the way to treat guests.

Sister Qiao saw that there were many people on the other side, and although she had never seen the Emei swordsmanship of Emei in Shuzhong, when she met today, her own Huangfu Yuzhu and Chu Yanran were not yet well-cultivated in martial arts. She and Zhang Feiyu could not resist the eight of the ten disciples of the Lan system opposite side. In addition, the seven sisters and nine sisters who did not appear, and their master Yu Chilan, were divided into generations. He is still one head taller than the Phoenix Fairy, the head of Emei in Shu, and his martial arts can be imagined. Therefore, even if he fights in the restaurant of Xinghua Village, there is no chance of winning.

Chu Yanran naturally understood this section and said with a wry smile, "Yes! All the sisters came from afar. They are all beautiful women in Sichuan, and the little women also grew up in Shu. They can be said to be the friendship of the same hometown with all the sisters. Why bother? If there is anything wrong with Sister Ye Qingrou, when the palace owner returns to the mountain, she will make it clear. At that time, I believe that Sister Ye will definitely make friends with all the sisters. Generation."

Guo Cailian, the senior sister of Lan, still muttered and said nothing, but the ten sisters in purple couldn't help it and sneered, "In terms of generation, you are still one generation younger than us. In principle, the elders can't bully the younger generation. If you are timid and know that you are invincible, just apologize."

Huangfu Yuzhu said angrily, "Compensation? You look a few years younger than me and act as an elder. What's wrong with us? We want to make amends for you. It's you who come to our territory to be wild!"

Ruoxi, the tenth sister in purple, said angrily, "You! Okay, okay, second sister! Let's do it quickly. Today, the elders will teach the younger generation a lesson.

Xiangjun, the second disciple of the Lan Department, said coldly, "We came thousands of miles away just to catch Ye Qingrou, the traitor of our family. If your palace owner can't come back for a year and a half, wouldn't you want us to wait for a year and a half? If you don't hand over Ye Qingrou, even if we go to the Hundred Flowers Palace, we will arrest Ye Qingrou.

Zhang Feiyu shouted, "Be presumptuous! This is southern Xinjiang, not your Shuzhong, hey! Wearing a peach red one, don't you want us to see Emei swordsmanship? Come on!"

Sister Qiao only smiled bitterly, and Xiangjun said delicately, "Look at the sword!"

Chu Yanran saw a real martial arts competition for the first time since she came to the Hundred Flowers Palace. In the martial arts practice field in the palace, the sisters did not dare to kill. When they saw the moves, the moves were slow, and the sword light of Xiangjun in a peach red shirt was like a flash of purple lightning, and the sword spirit was horizontal, and there was a faint wind and thunder, like a flash of lightning and thunder. It came to Zhang Feiyu's chest.

It was also a moment of time. Sister Qiao and Chu Yanran's hearts thumped, and the fast sword were worried about Zhang Feiyu.

Huangfu Yuzhu was well aware of the martial arts and Taoism of her gardener sister, and did not worry about Xiangjun's swordsmanship at all. Instead, she stared at Guo Cailian and other seven sisters behind Xiangjun.

Sure enough, Xiangjun's purple lightning flashed, and only heard a tink. The back of Zhang Feiyu's sword had already opened the sword. When the internal force passed, the tip of the sword stirred up a red cloud, removed Xiangjun's purple lightning flash, and even the glass on the table made waves.

Xiangjun only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb. He secretly said that the person opposite was so strong. He was even younger than himself, but his internal strength was so deep that he couldn't help but despise the enemy and secretly became alert.

Xiangjun did not wait for the tiger's mouth to hurt, and the sword flower was pulled up like a snowflakes. Without waiting for Zhang Feiyu to attack the second move, the Emei swordsmanship continued to unfold and attack all the way.

Chu Yanran looked straight and was dazzled. She secretly said that the peach red woman's swordsmanship was endless, and her posture was even more dazzling and thrilling, but she didn't know that Xiangjun's internal strength was poor. It was just a flower appearance. On the contrary, it was not as good as Zhang Feiyu practicing the inner skills of the Hundred Flowers Palace, and the sword spirit sque sounded through the tip of the sword.

Sister Qiao smiled secretly and took a breath. Chu Yanran was puzzled and didn't have time to ask.

At this time, Zhang Feiyu just sneered, dissolved it lightly, and said, "Oh! It turns out that this is the famous Emei swordsmanship. Tut, it's really beautiful.

Guo Cailian was furious when she heard the words, and also pulled out her sword and fought with Zhang Feiyu. Where the sword shines, there is another piece of glory.

Chu Yanran quickly took her sword and handed it to Sister Qiao, but Sister Qiao waved her hand and whispered, "It doesn't matter. Although the swordsmanship of Emei in Shu is wonderful, the two of them are not good at learning, and even their sword spirit is very weak. They are not your opponent of Sister Yu."

Huangfu Yuzhu clapped her hands and shouted, "Oh, I'm not ashamed. How powerful Emei in Shuzhong is, and I also threatened to go up the mountain to fight against one, but I'm still invincible, haha, haha."

Zhang Feiyu also sneered and said, "Huh! It's still the eldest brother of Mount Emei. Did you use Emei swordsmanship? I heard that Emei swordsmanship dances like immortals, but why are you two sweating coldly? Hi! Do you want to take a rest?"

Xiangjun said angrily, "You!" At the exit of your words, the internal force was leaked, and the sword move was not sealed. I only heard a sound, the pink shirt was cut, and Xiangjun's right shoulder was like jade, and it was exposed in white.

Guo Cailian tightened her face and waved her sword three times to stop Zhang Feiyu. Xiangjun dared not be careless or pull up her shirt and struggled to resist.

There are still six sisters, including Ziyi, who are ready to move behind them. Sister Qiao is with a sword in her hand and stares at the group of women.

Huangfu Yuzhu's mouth was not idle, and he smiled and said, "Yo! Sister Xiangjun's Emei swordsmanship is really beautiful and tight. Her pink clothes and snow-white shoulders danced, and even the shopkeeper has to clap her hands.

Xiang Jun's face turned red, but he didn't know that the sword light was flying upstairs. The winers and Xiao Er went downstairs one after another. There were only a few of them on the third floor. Zhang Feiyu grabbed another step. Although Baihua Palace is not good at swordsmanship, Zhang Feiyu's internal strength is deep, and the sword wind is broken through the air. The power is beyond what Guo Cailian and Xiangjun can't resist.

Sister Qiao explained: "There are many women in Shu. They are exquisite in swordsmanship, with light and spiritual skills, and the magic changes and gorgeous. However, these two disciples of the Orchid Department can only brag and talk big. Although the sword dance is beautiful, they can also learn a little bit of magic moves. After all, they are dull and far away from Sister Yu."

Chu Yanran couldn't help nodding and said yes, and Huangfu Yuzhu echoed: "Extremely yes! Fortunately, our sister Yu is a few years old and is still known as an elder. Her swordsmanship is just so loose. Sister Qiao, how is your swordsmanship better than Sister Yu? Should I leave two of me to teach them a lesson with two knives?

Sister Qiao smiled and said, "Although my swordsmanship and internal strength are not as good as Sister Yu, it is enough to deal with the rest. Ha ha, you don't need to take action." Suddenly, he slanted at the six people opposite him and said coldly, "You might as well go together!"

Seeing the bad situation, the six sisters drew their swords one after another. The tenth sister Ruoxi quickly pushed the fourth sister and said, "Go down and call Master!" Let's block it for a while."

Huangfu Yuzhu clapped his hands and said, "Oh! Under the Emei door, there are many enemies, but they can't win yet. It's so shameless!"

At this time, I only heard the sound of the floor, and a deep but slightly hoarse voice shouted, " Stop it!"

The women in Emei in Shu retreated together. Zhang Feiyu and Sister Qiao were also stunned and stared at the people with their swords.

Chu Yanran felt that although the voice was low and hoarse, it was still gentle. Looking carefully, she was indeed a middle-aged beautiful woman. She could not see it at her age, but she was dignified and steady, and her eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost, faintly evil.

Behind the beautiful woman is the breathless fifth sister of Lan. With the two beautiful women, Chu Yanran estimated that the year seemed to be comparable to herself.

The middle-aged beautiful woman stared at Guo Cailian and turned her head to Zhang Feiyu and said, "Are you disciples of Baihua Palace?"

Zhang Feiyu nodded and said coldly, "Exactly, are you their master Yu Chilan?"

Ziyi Ruoxi shouted, "Did you, your descendants, say the name of my master casually?"

Yu Chilan waved her hand and nodded and nodded, "Well, your swordsmanship is very good. I didn't expect that the two disciples of Baihua Palace could beat the ten Lan disciples of Emei in Shu."

Xiang Jun defended, "Master, they haven't met the seventh sister. If the seventh sister fights, even if the four of them join hands, it may not be the opponent of the seventh sister. Seventh sister, don't you think so?"

The plain-dressed woman standing behind Yu Chilan apologized and said, "These two sisters of Baihua Palace are outstanding in swordsmanship, and I'm afraid I can't beat them."

Chu Yanran looked carefully at the seven sisters. She looked delicate and was only about 16 or 17 years old. As the saying goes, if she wants to be pretty, she will be filial. Although the seventh sister of the Lan family does not wear filial piety, she is plain white, just like Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace, which is touching.

Xiangjun said angrily, "Seven sister, you are growing up with the ambition of others and destroying your own prestige. Your martial arts skills are the best, and your bias is too soft. When you see them, you will call them sister."

The seventh sister's face was similar to a red apple. She lowered her head and said, "Master didn't order, and the little sister dared not take action."

Yu Chilan smiled and said, "You all learn from Lao Qi Xueer. People who practice martial arts should be modest, be restrained, and not surprised when things happen. Especially as women, we must not be too angry."