Chapter 6 The Best Dual

Zhang Chong almost fell a little, supported himself with his left hand, stood up, patted the dust on his butt casually, and said to the guy who could be a romantic scholar with a fan with a white dress and a fan on the opposite side, "Brother, aren't you tired of holding a sword like this?"

This sentence suddenly made the slutty swordsman on the opposite side thunder, and trembled in the gap between his teeth, and said, "Boy, do you want to get a knife?"

"Brother, you are holding a sword, not a knife. Besides, the one who gets a thousand swords is a good name. I don't want to make a fuss, so get out of here as far as you can, just go away as far as you want."

The man in white held a sword in his left hand and slowly pulled out. A long rainbow of autumn water was revealed. The small room was filled with light. The sword energy reached its highest point and he pointed at Zhang Chong at will.

A sword energy came.

Zhang Chong pinched his fingers with both fingers, and when he pointed at the wind, it was also an internal breath.

After the confrontation, Zhang Chong disappeared from the spot, appeared again behind the man in white, and kicked his extremely coquettish butt.

So there was a black footprint on the white pants, which was terrible.

The man in white had a sword protecting his body. When the sword energy was magnificent, he could not see the other person's movement. Unexpectedly, he sneered and fell into a dog's mouth. The white clothes that were extremely sexy were covered with dirt. The movement just now was too big, and dust fell on the roof. His whole face was in the color of fireworks. His outrageous facial features were extremely distorted, showing a sick smile: "Boy, you are very good, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Chong picked him up and said smoothly: "Of course I am very good. I eat and sleep well. Haha, it's not like you are malnourished. You can only masturbate all day long. It's not stable to learn to eat dogs without walking."

"It's too much!" Even Buddha was angry about Zhang Chong's Hu Jianmanzang, not to mention that this slutty man with extreme cleanliness was standing in front of him.

With a sharp sword in hand, he held two sword flowers, and then a buzzing sound shot towards Zhang Chong.

Zhang Chong held his fingers and pinched the sword body, but found that the other party seemed to be using his breath to destroy the sword. A very powerful castration made his body retreat several steps with the sword. The sword was pierced on the room, and the sound of its peak was still not extinguished.

"Hey, now without the sword, you can't be a fool." Zhang Chong gave a squeak, threw himself in front of the man in white again, and slapped him on the delicate little face that he had long disliked.

It is better to hit the face anywhere than to slap the face. If a face is broken, how can you go out to be handsome and mean? The slutty man in white has opened his pupils wide in his blinking state, and he stretched out his hand to block it in front of him.

Bang.

As if he was hit by a car, he hit his face under the force of the other party. Not only did he fall out of his teeth, but his body fell to the ground.

"Are you a human or a monster?" The man in white said in a very upset.

Zhang Chong walked leisurely to the man in white and hit his ribs with one foot: "Brother hates someone who is so mean, but he is more handsome than me, so he shouldn't go out of the zoo and bask in the sun."

"Ao..." The man in white roared like a pig slaughter.

"Okay, I just broke a rib, let's continue playing!" Zhang Chongxiao and played on the other party's tender pretty face: "I hate sissy men the most."

The man in white kept falling down with tears and snot.

He is not afraid of blood, pain, tears, and fools, but afraid of someone trampling on his face. This is a society of face-to-face conspiracy. If this sign is destroyed, how can he do idols and deceive those young widows who are pregnant with the spring, will they rely on their right hand every night?

Don’t say that people say it’s great to abuse people, but if you want to deal with someone, why do you think you’re like me hitting your son? You’re asking for forgiveness without hitting the other person? Zhang Chongda shouted boring.

"Brother, can you be more successful and learn how to be powerful and unyielding in the revolutionary martyrs? Do you feel like you are a second-rate actor I recruited to cooperate with the second generation to bully bully." Zhang Chong said in an agreement.

"Can you spare me if I pretend to be mighty and unyielding?" The man in white thought that Zhang Chong had ever thought about being an addicted to a villain?

"Of course not, wouldn't that make others say behind my back that I'm a coward?" Zhang Chong said of course.

The man in white rolled his eyes, feeling helpless. Then he closed his eyes and waited for death.

As soon as I closed my nose for a while, I smelled a stinking smell and my face suddenly turned dark: "If you want to kill, kill me, what are you doing if you disgusted?"

"Sorry, I'm used to slow motion, so I'll improve it right away." Zhang Chong's feet stepped hard on the other person's face.

"Brother, what do you want to ask? I'm asking..." The man in white really couldn't bear the stench on the soles of someone's feet.

"Come on, I don't want to know anything?" Zhang Chong snapped his fingers and said, "Let's go ahead."

"Brother, please let me go, don't torture me. I agree to whatever you ask." The man in white asked hard.

"Come on, be my follower!" Zhang Chong was very happy. This slutty follower was very good at being a showbiz. On the one hand, he was handsome enough to be a fool when fighting, but on the other hand, he was too handsome and could be a duck.

"Hehe," Zhang Chong smiled proudly.

The man in white felt like he was a thief as a father, and followed Zhang Chong in shame.

"What's your name? Zhang Chong asked casually.

"Sword 19." The man in white mentioned his name and his chest was tall, as if he was still a celebrity.

"The name is too long and hard to remember, so I can call it 19th." Zhang Chong said directly.

Comrade Jian Shijiu was very depressed and thought that one day, he would take revenge and stomp this guy on the face.

"nineteen?"

After a while, Jian Shijiu realized that the other party was calling him and had to nod, "Yeah."

"nineteen"

"cracking."

"nineteen."

“…”

Jian Shijiu's face was dark.

"I feel very uncomfortable when I scream!"

"It's better to have Jian Shijiu, it's so majestic."

"Forget it, call it Xiaobai, or call it Xiaohei"

"..." Shijiu wanted to hit the wall, "Why would you call Shijiu?"

"Then why are you unhappy? Are the meridians on your face not hot enough? Otherwise, I will help you with your touch?" Zhang Chong raised his feet again, and he was about to use the dream to break the cold smoke.

"I'm very happy, very happy." Shijiu was so happy that tears were almost shedding.

Zhang Chong walked into the house without any worries.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the house, Zhang Chong suddenly stepped back and hid behind Jian Shijiu and said, "I have murderous aura!"

Jian Shi didn't understand what this top-quality new big brother was thinking? He was his defeated man. What was it that he pushed himself in front?

He couldn't let him think about it carefully, and someone kicked his butt into the room.

I felt a buzzing sound on my head, hundreds of rooka regarded myself as a signboard, and immediately danced the sword tightly to the airtight before blocking the attack.

Zhang Chong stood leisurely behind the nineteenth, observing the situation on the field.

Ah Li retreated to the corner of the wall, and dozens of hidden weapons flew out with both hands. Opposite was a young man with a cloth bag on his left hand and his sleeves on his right hand. I guess there were a lot of things inside. The two of them were back and forth, and they were very happy to throw the instrument.

Zhang Chong really couldn't figure out where a woman would put hidden weapons? What are these hundreds of items? If you have time, you have to ask for advice. If you marry Teacher Huang as your wife, you can save some private money.

The iron tools in the house jingled like a hodgepodge.

Tang Ni's cultivation is still shallow, and after barely using the technique of Blooming Flower Rain, she has been seriously injured and it is difficult to hold on.

There were experts on the other side who were not moved, such as the steady middle-aged man next to the boy, his second uncle, and the master who was even more comparable to his grandfather, his second grandfather.

A group of people looked at Donnie in a scheming manner.

Tangni's second fight was the one who was soaked in sweat. She wiped her sleeves with her clothes, and was already embarrassed by the other party's impulse.

Just like Donnie, who was trapped in a beast, grind her teeth and wanted to show her strength, but found that the other party was just suppressing herself and not letting her lift her up.

Zhang Chonghao was in the scene in Yixia's gaze, patted Jian Shijiu's shoulder and said, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Get on...!"

Jian Shijiu was depressed and signaled that there were many people on the other side, and he fought alone and could not support himself. If he accidentally died, he would die, and the gain would not be worth the loss.

Zhang Chong was not polite to the other party. He kicked the sissy man's buttocks, and the nineteenth was overwhelmed and rushed forward straight.

His pupils opened wide and looked at the sky full of rain. In desperation, his sword danced out, blocking a large area.

It looks like a hero who saves beauty.

Donnie couldn't remember where she had seen such an outrageous young man, but she was in a battle and was not happy at all.

The woman's admiring gaze made the classmate Shijiu slut out again, and the sword energy had already rushed to the other side's camp.

The second old man of the Tang family's second family had already been disrupted. He raised his eyes and stared at the other party angrily, and said with a pressure: "This person has killed the head of the sect. I, Tang Sect, want to clean up the irrelevant people in the portal, please leave."

Jian Shijiu snorted coldly with disdain and said coquettishly: "Old guy named Tang, let me tell you today. I, Jian Shijiu, have settled the matter."

A sword energy cut off the top of Mr. Tang's head.

The second old

After all, my father was one of the heirs of the head of the sect. At this time, his son Tang

Second Master

The first thing to do is to protect him thoroughly.

Mr. Tang squirted with his left hand, and a five-colored strange smoke pounced on Jian 19.

Jian Shijiu has always been very clean. He doesn't care about other swords, guns, etc. If he is injured, he will hurt him. These five-color smoke is a poisonous substance. If the skin is stained with a little, it will rot immediately.

Jian Shijiu hurriedly retreated and then retreated behind Zhang Chong, "Boss, the opponent's strength is too strong. At the critical moment, you still have to take action."

Zhang Chong, who was depressed and had just taken a short while, immediately retreated and hid behind him, letting himself be the boss charge in the battle. Zhang Chong was not vague.

Immediately take off my clothes, dance casually, and cover the five-color cigarettes.

Three seconds later, a good piece of clothing turned into gray.

Zhang Chong felt very distressed, so he said to the follower behind him: "Stomp this bastard for me, otherwise I will let you die."

Under the shameless threat of Zhang Chong, Jian Shijiu exerted his terrifying combat power, and the sword energy turned into a long rainbow and slashed at Tang Erye with one sword.

Mr. Tang put his hands in succession, and instantly exerted half of his cultivation to the extreme, and hundreds of hidden weapons shot towards the nineteenth sword.

The sword energy cut the hidden weapons to the ground one after another, and rushed towards Tang Erye with an unstoppable force. With the powerful support, he cut the bun on his head to the ground.

Only a sound of shaking was heard, a sword light slashed towards his head. Mr. Tang was so scared that he urinated and fell to the ground, with a look of horror on his face.

The nineteenth sword that was so popular was drawn into the limelight, holding his hands in his arms, with a masterful demeanor. Before he could pose his feet, he was kicked in his butt: "Do you want to have no hope in the lower body?"
Chapter completed!