"You are the Huya Xuanyuan Sword?"

Afafu looked at Su Haoran, with a rare look of admiration in her eyes, and continued to say in her high tone: "It turns out that I am as young as the legendary one, but it's a pity that I'm not practical."

"Thank you for your compliment, but don't fall in love with me, because I don't like women with big body sensations."

Hoha!

Su Haoran's words made the soldiers who spoke in the Holy Palace roar, while the soldiers on the Tianjian side all laughed out loud.

That's right, Arabs have lived in tropical areas for a long time, and their sweat glands are more developed than those of yellow people, so they have a bigger body odor.

If a man has a physical sensation, it is not an insult at all, but it would be a bit unkind to say such things to a beautiful woman. The most important thing is that a master who has achieved the cultivation level of Afafu can long ago control the various functions of his body. How can he have a physical sensation?

Afafu frowned slightly and said calmly: "The dignified founder of Tianjian doesn't even have any gentlemanly demeanor. I really shouldn't be more respectful to you."

"Then look down on it."

Su Haoran raised his right hand, habitually touched the tiger-tooth pendant hanging on his chest, and said with a smile: "I mean looking up, you understand."

“Dirty!”

"I'm flowing down, do you open your mouth and continue?"

"Tiger teeth, you're too much."

"Don't worry, I'm just talking. If you climb onto my bed on your own, I'll kick you down with one kick."

The conversation between the two quickly aroused the smell of gunpowder.

Afafu raised his right hand and a snake-shaped sword of ancient Arabic style appeared in her hand.

Su Haoran's right hand fell down, and a four-foot-long dark golden prison-cutting scimitar appeared in his hand.

The king meets the king!

The battle between the king and the king is about to break out.

"By the way, your fiancé has been deposed by me."

When the atmosphere entered its most depressing moment, Su Haoran said: "It's the Holy Son of the Truth Sect. He is quite a heavy taste and says he will marry you in the future."

"Thank you for ruining him."

Afaf was not angry at all, but a hint of relief appeared on his face, and his red lips lightly said, "Come on, fight fairly, I will turn you into a prisoner, let you know that if I bite someone, you will be in pain and will never forget you in the next life."

"Bite me? Are you trying to tell me that you can talk...work?" Su Haoran turned his wrist and Zhan Zhuo rolled out a beautiful knife flower in his hand.

"Damn it!"

Afafu's face turned blue with anger and swung his sword at Su Haoran. Su Haoran was naturally not afraid and rushed to the main street first.

when!

Both the best of the younger generation were too powerful. The moment the swords intertwine interlaced, they cut out twelve ripples of air that were constantly diffusing outwards, and at the center of the collision, three tiny, narrow and long arc-shaped cracks appeared in the air.

However, the sound waves generated by the collision of swords and swords shocked the warriors of the Tianjian and the Holy Palace, and they covered their ears and retreated one after another.

"Oriental, you're very strong."

"Woman, you're a man."

The two passed by and then joined forces again.

Unlike other Arabs, Afafu's sword technique is not that simple and rough, but rather agile. Her snake-shaped sword fully demonstrates the four-character prick, slash, pick and slide of the sword technique. A navy blue long skirt flutters in the wind, like a goddess falling from the sky.

Su Haoran was even more extraordinary. He used the twenty-seven-way prison-killing sword technique and stepped on the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Steps. Even in the fierce battle, he showed a calm feeling like walking in the courtyard.

Swish!

Afafu's snake-shaped sword lifted towards Su Haoran's throat. Su Haoran turned around and slid, walking half a meter apart, as if he was taking a casual and unintentional walk, but he just avoided the attack.

Swish swish swish swish!

Immediately, Afafu accelerated his sword move, stabbed Su Haoran's right shoulder with one sword, and slashed Su Haoran's waist with one sword, and slashed Su Haoran's legs with one sword.

These three swords are extremely dangerous and tricky, but they are all useless.

Su Haoran kept walking, and she accelerated her roaming, as if she was admiring the beauty's perfect body at 360 degrees, and her attacks were all lost.

"It's too strong, I can hardly see their tricks."

"It's too fast. This speed should exceed the strength barrier of the Tiangang Realm, right?"

"Don't sigh, cheer for the boss, King of Slander!"

King of Slander

...

The soldiers of the Tianjian, led by Su Haoxuan, shouted loudly about Su Haoran's title.

At the beginning, everyone's shouts were not neat, but gradually, the shouts of King Slanda became uniform, and the voices formed a tide, sweeping towards the Holy Palace.

This is morale, as if enough for the game, the strong home fans cheer for the home team, which will create unparalleled psychological pressure on the away team.

Well, the national football team is an exception. The national football team is an exception where the strong are weaker, and even weaker when they encounter weaker. Even if the home fans yell at home, they will lose without any scruples.

After fifty moves, Su Haoran used six consecutive moves to return the sabre while wandering, each of which slashed at Afafu's vital points at a tricky angle.

when!

Afafu seemed to raise his sword calmly to block the first sword, but he didn't know that Su Haoran's return saber was slashing with the back of the sword. The arc tip of the scimitar was slashing down, and a long wound was cut on her left shoulder with a slash.

Although the wound was not very deep, the fabric on her shoulder was torn, revealing her blood-stained snow-white shoulders.

when!

In the second sword, Su Haoran's return horse was pulled from bottom to top, and also attacked with the back of the sword.

Even though the blade was blocked by a snake-shaped sword, the tip of the knife raised upwards tore a long gap in Afafu's skirt, revealing two snow-white long legs.

Dang, Dangdangdang!

Every time Afafu blocks the knife, a gap will be torn in his naughty blue skirt.

But even so, Su Haoran's sword technique could not cause real substantial damage to her.

"It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting."

Su Haoxuan laughed and said, "The Holy Palace Master has a really good figure, it's the type I like."

"It's useless if you like it."

Jack, the big black man, hugged Su Haoxuan's shoulder and said, "She is as tall as you, you two are not a match. I think I am suitable for him. She will definitely like a man like me, a big black man like me."

"Lao Hei, you have a wife."

Yun Ji Mayumi reminded her kindly.

Jack shrugged his shoulders and muttered in a low voice: "I said this on purpose, which is stimulating the Holy Palace Lord Afafu. I blushed when you remind me like this."

"I can't tell what's red!"

Su Haoxuan, Weixuan, and Yun Jimayumi said in unison.

when!

On the battlefield, swords collided again.

This time the two of them fired real fire and devoted all their strength to each other. Two mesh-shaped cracks were cracked at the asphalt ground under their feet at the same time.

Buzz, Buzz!

With the blessing of the will and skills of the two, one sword and one sword kept making violent buzzing sounds.

"So strong, you girl is a powerful man who has entered the Void Saint Realm. If you can be stronger, I'm afraid I'm not your opponent." Su Haoran's eyes were hidden in his eyes, and his face became extremely serious.

Afafu's pretty face turned cold, and his murderous aura had soared into the sky: "I heard that you were provoking the majesty of the Holy Palace in Slanda, so he returned from the headquarters of the Truth Cult in advance and failed to open all the seals in his body, otherwise you would not be able to hold on in front of me."

"So that's the case, but you don't have a chance now, look."

Su Haoran raised his head slightly. Although the two were fighting with all their strength, Afafu still instinctively glanced into the air.

Immediately, dozens of Sand Eagle UAV fighter jets cut through the dim sky and dived down at the Holy Palace warriors on the edge of Area I.

"Damn, this is another move."

"These dozens of sand eagles should have no ammunition, right?"

"No, these drone fighters are not about to fire or crash."

Boom!

The first drone rushed into the crowd and exploded into a piece of steel fireworks. The splashing iron sheets and the impact of the explosion instantly blew up two street bars, and twelve or three soldiers from the Holy Palace were turned into corpses by the explosion.

"asshole!"

Afafu's face changed drastically, but no matter how angry she was, she could not stop all this from happening.

Boom, boom boom boom boom!

The sand eagles are artificial intelligence death squads, bombing the warriors of the Holy Palace into the sky one by one. The buildings on the edge of Area I were blown up like they didn't have money, causing large swaths of smoke and dust.

"Is this still necessary to fight? Haha!"
To be continued...