Flower Stealing Master Chapter 158: The world’s 2 great stunts

"Uh~" Song Qingshu realized what he called and was shot while lying down, but the scene that Ling Huchong just described appeared in his mind, which seemed not bad...

The Eastern Unbeaten sounded not so good. A face was flushed red, and suddenly the red figure flickered, and the embroidery needle rushed towards Linghu. Linghu Chong said the previous remarks in order to provoke her anger, but when she saw her sleeves were slightly swinging, he immediately swiped her throat with a sharp sword. This sword stabbed extremely fast, and it seemed to outsiders that the East was undefeated as if he had hit the tip of the sword. But at this moment, Ling Huchong only felt a slight pain in his left cheek, and swung away the sword in his hand to the left.

It turns out that Dongfang’s unbeaten shot is incredible. In this flash of lightning, Linghu’s face has been pierced with a needle, but because of the old illness, his figure is still a bit slower than usual. Knowing that Linghu Chong was dead with a needle piercing, but he was seriously injured, so he had to retract his arm and use a needle to block Linghu Chong's sword.

"Dugu Nine Swords that must be saved when attacking the enemy...What is your relationship with Feng Qingyang?" Dongfang Unbeaten asked while tidying up his clothes.

"Linghu Chong in Xiahua Mountain, today I want to avenge Master Feng Taishi." Linghu Chong was shocked, knowing that today he encountered a powerful enemy he had never seen in his life. As long as he gave the opponent free time to use his hands and feet, he would die immediately. Bao, immediately brushed the four swords, all pointed at the other side's vitals.

"Feng Qingyang is not our opponent yet, what effect can your half-hearted Dugu Nine Swords do?" Dongfang Invincible sneered, flicked left, flicked right, flicked up, flicked down, flicked All the four swords that Linghu sprinted were pushed aside. Linghu Chong watched her move. The embroidery needle shifted around, and there was no flaw in her whole body. At this time, she would never be allowed to stab her back. He immediately shouted, and the sword slashed straight. Dongfang Undefeated's right thumb and index finger held the embroidery needle, and with a stroke upwards, blocking the incoming sword, the long sword could not be cut down.

Linghu Chong's arm felt a little sore, but at the flashing red shadow, something seemed to poke his left eye. At this moment, it's too late to block or dodge, thinking I'm going to die. Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian saw that the situation was wrong, a long sword, a soft whip, and at the same time they stepped forward and flanked. Dongfang's undefeated brow furrowed and he had to resort to defense.

The three masters of the world have joined forces to fight, how powerful is the momentum, but the East is invincible with **** holding an embroidery needle, piercing between the three, retreating like electricity, and there is not half a loss. .

The three of them attacked fiercely, stabbing all the points of the Eastern Unbeaten body. But her body is like a ghost, like a charm, coming and going, just like a light smoke. The three swords and whips are always a few inches away from her.

Suddenly, I heard Xiang Wentian's "Ah" cry, followed by Linghu Chong's "Hey", and the two were shot in succession. Although Ren Woxing’s "star-absorbing*" skill is deep, it is extremely fast and difficult to touch. Secondly, the weapon used by Ren Woxing is an embroidery needle, unable to absorb internal force from the needle. After fighting for a while, letting me go is also called "Ah", chest and throat are all acupuncture, but it is a pity that the East is invincible because of the wind and Yang's congenital sword energy, the injury has been repeated, the body shape is more obscure than usual A little bit, it was not certain that after pouring the strength into the opponent's body, there was still time to block the fierce offensive of the other two masters. Therefore, although the three of Ren Woxing were repeatedly acupuncture, they were not seriously injured.

Let me go, Xiang Wentian, and Linghu yelled again and again, with anger and anxiety in their voices. The three soldiers are all focused on internal strength, and the wind is loud, but the East is unbeaten, but there is no sound. Ren Yingying can see clearly from the side, knowing that if the stalemate persists for a long time, the three spirits will inevitably die under the Eastern Invincible Needle. She is anxious, but she understands that if she removes the hindrances, she can't help at all.

At a glance, I saw Song Qingshu standing not far away, concentrating on the fight, his face full of concern. With a thought, Yingying moved slowly over.

Song Qingshu saw that the undefeated Dongfang was besieged by the three masters, although the situation was a bit critical, but he was able to remain invincible in a short time, and was not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he carefully observed several martial arts tricks from the side.

Detecting that Ren Yingying was sneaking over here, Song Qingshu quickly realized what she was making in amazement, hesitated for a moment, and did not move.

Ren Yingying suddenly put a short sword with her left hand on Song Qingshu's neck, and scolded, "Quickly tell Dongfang Invincible to stop."

Song Qingshu raised his hands, pretending to be surrendered: "Okay, okay, my name is my name."

Ren Yingying was concerned that the Dongfang Undefeated shot too quickly, and slowly moved to the back of Song Qingshu, holding the tip of the sword against his vest, letting him stand in front of him, lest Dongfang Invincible suddenly rushed over.

"By the way, beauty, what do you plan to make me call, *or*?" Song Qingshu suddenly turned around and looked at her with a smile.

"Looking for death!" Ren Yingying's face was cold, and he pierced Song Qingshu's thigh with a sword.

Song Qingshu felt that the acting was almost done. She flickered, and immediately avoided. Ren Yingying's waist was numb in shock. Song Qingshu's pockmarked acupuncture point, and she fell back softly.

"Why is the beauty so careless?" Song Qingshu hugged her delicate body and breathed in her ear.

Ren Yingying's neck suddenly turned red, half ashamed, and half angry. Over the years, she has always been a lofty saint. She has a detached status in the Sun Moon God Sect. Naturally, no one dares to disobey her. Usually, she rushes with Linghu together, and she will be ashamed for a long time when the other party says something frivolous. Song Qingshu molested so nakedly.

Song Qingshu's Wenxiang Nephrite was in her arms, and she felt a strange fragrance, and felt that the other person's skin was also cold, and she forgot to speak.

"Shameless! Let go of me." Ren Yingying was worried about being distracted by Linghu, biting her lip and deliberately lowered her voice.

"Let you go? How am I willing~" Song Qingshu smiled, "As the so-called Feng Shui turns, you just forced me to call, now it's my turn to call you."

"What do you want to do?" Ren Yingying suddenly turned pale.

Song Qing said: "It's nothing~IndoMTL.com~ I just want you to cry out and share your father or your brother's heart."

"Don't think about it!" Ren Yingying knew that they were already at a disadvantage. If they were distracted because of themselves, they would immediately suffer the invincible hand of the East.

"You forced me to do this. Do you know what martial arts I am best at?" Song Qingshu asked in her ear, turning his eyes.

"How do I know!" Feeling the breath he exhaled, a layer of small bumps appeared on Ren Yingying's delicate skin.

"I can do a lot of martial arts, and the best thing is the blood-washing silver spear technique. Of course, this situation is not easy to use... But I have another skill, catching milk and dragon claws. Hands can make the girl comment." Song Qingshu's smile was full of evil.

"Could it be that you are from the Shaolin Temple..." Before Ren Yingying finished speaking, she suddenly realized the nasty connotation, and she closed her mouth in shame.

"Are you really not calling? I really touched if you didn't call me~" Song Qingshu slowly approached Ren Yingying's chest with his right hand, only three inches away from the exquisite and beautiful thing.