Shen Yuanjing chuckled and said, "Is it a lucky person? You can try it. But the ugly words are ahead. Chen is not a person who cares about the fragrance and beauty. He never distinguishes male and female."

The Su family's family has extremely good internal skills, but they are feminine and can nourish their faces. Therefore, men are also more delicate. When they change into women's clothing, they can't tell the difference between men and women. They are usually most taboo to others for making jokes about this matter.

There is a great grudge between the Wang family and the Li family, and they have always regarded the Su family in Chengzhou as a loyal dog of the Li family in Zhongzhou. If it weren't for the righteous sect, Yiyun Villa, embedded in the middle of Chengzhou and Pingzhou, the conflict between the King of Su and Wang families would be even greater, rather than like now, there would be only some personal grudges and very few major frictions between families.

When Shen Yuanjing faced the enemy, he was either taciturn and took action directly. If the other party asked for trouble, his words would be very sharp.

Su Jing's face turned red a little, and he said angrily: "Shen Yuanjing, you are looking for death!" He moved his feet and flew over. His figure was so beautiful that it was as graceful as a woman. He stretched out his right hand and slashed forward, like a jade knife, flashing with a bright white light, which was very beautiful.

Shen Yuanjing praised secretly. The Su family's martial arts are indeed extraordinary. No wonder they can stand firm. The other party's wonderful movements were all killer moves. He had no doubt that once he was hit, his muscles would be broken.

He gently tapped his toes, moved forward, waved his long sleeves, and his belt was floating, and he couldn't say anything. He raised his left hand, clenched his fist halfway, and tugged upwards, brushing his wrist.

Su Jing felt a strong wind blowing, and quickly raised his wrist and took a step back, but it was still slower, and stroked the other person's fingertips, causing a burning pain. He raised his hand and saw several thin lines appear on his right wrist, and a few drops of blood were pouring out, and he said coldly: "It seems that I underestimated you, you are qualified to let me use all my strength."

Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "Damn, you are stubborn!" He made his legs wrong, and he took the initiative to move forward, poked his right hand out of his wide sleeve, pinched it into an orchid shape, attacked the opponent, bounced his fingers three times in a row, and shot out three rays of energy.

Su Jing was already prepared and reached out to grab the three qi energy into his hands. But he knew that the first qi energy was weak, and he only stroked it lightly in his hand, but it restrained most of his energy.

He said intimately, "Oh," and sure enough, the second qi was very powerful, which made his palms red and his wrists numb. The third qi followed one after another, but it pierced the true qi like a needle, pierced into the palm of his palm, and rushed into his arms.

Su Jing had no choice but to shake his hand and shake off a blood arrow, and the invading energy came out together. This time he suffered another loss and couldn't help but shout: "If you have the ability to face me head-on, what's the use of playing these sinister methods?"

Shen Yuanjing said, "Okay!" He clenched his fists and attacked him fiercely. Only then did Xiao Fengtian breathe a sigh of relief. Only then could he see such tricks. Just like others just now, he was inexplicable.

Facing the increasingly bigger fists, Su Jing was not panicked at all, and raised his hand and slashed it horizontally. It was the Su family's unique skill of "Show Jade Sword Technique". This skill sounds delicate, but it is actually extremely domineering. If the Su family has people who are not capable enough and cannot use a palm knife, they should choose a thick-backed and broad-backed weapon, and dance and make a sound.

No matter what aspect Shen Yuanjing looked at, he was better than his opponent, so he was naturally not afraid of head-on confrontation. With a clack, Su Jing took two steps back and his face was pale.

If you fight like this, you will hardly use skills. Then you can compare the level of victory and defeat by simply using the skills and martial arts level of both sides, and you will be able to distinguish victory and defeat quickly.

After the attack, Shen Yuanjing stood still, but Su Jing retreated and was obviously at a disadvantage. Xiao Fengtian's eyes were sharp, and he saw his hanging hand shaking slightly, and his little finger was bent abnormally, as if he had broken his bones.

Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "Let's continue." He attacked with one another. Su Jing didn't dare to be right this time. He turned his body and avoided this move. He slapped his backhand, as if he was dancing.

This move was not very powerful, and Shen Yuanjing easily caught it, and punched him again with a dull whistling.

Su Jing's face changed. He could not hold on to such a fierce fist. He had to twist his waist and avoid it again. His fist brushed his shirt over his back, sniffed, and scraped off one piece.

His exposed skin was very white, making people want to take a bite when they saw it, and then they turned red because they were injured by the opponent's fist.

An experienced diner swallowed and muttered in a low voice: "This is more charming than the ladies I've seen. I've seen a ghost."

The innate master was very clear-headed, how could Su Jing not hear it? He was so angry that his face turned red, his eyebrows stood up, his silver teeth bit, he pushed his left wrist against his chest, rushed forward, and reached Shen Yuanjing's front, and poked his palm suddenly, like a spear.

Shen Yuanjing still clenched his left hand and smashed it forward. His fist was as hard as iron and his fingers were as sharp as spears, and he hit a spark. After all, he was more skilled, and he only heard the crackling sounds on the other party's hands several times.

The two of them passed by, Su Jing turned his feet and leaned against him with his back. He turned a huge bend with his right hand, swung backwards, and slashed towards his opponent.

Shen Yuanjing reacted quickly and smashed his right fist into the other party's vest. The man had to change his move, crossed his right arm, and with another click, Su Jing pounced forward, knocked over the table, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Su Jing didn't care about being dirty, so he quickly turned over and was on guard. He saw a large ball of oil stain on the hem of his white clothes, and his chest was red. I don't know if it was soup or blood.

He raised his hands on his chest, his left hand drooped, and his wrist was obviously broken. Except for his thumb, the other four fingers were bent in front and back, which was also seriously injured. The fist of his right hand was clenched with no force. If you look closely, the forearm was dislocated up and down, and the entire bone was broken.

His face was pale, sweat as big as beans flowed down from his forehead, his eyes widened, and a bright red blood on the corner of his mouth added a touch of charm, and he looked both embarrassed and stubborn. The diner just now looked straight and murmured: "The beauty is so beautiful!"

According to the current situation, the relationship between Wang and Su families, Xiao Fengtian originally planned Shen Yuanjing to kill the person in front of him, but unexpectedly the other party stood still and did not attack.

He thought to himself, "I heard that this man is cruel and rarely holds back. Could it be that he is also fascinated by the appearance of this 'beauty', so he is so merciful?" He shook his head, shook his unrealistic ideas, turned his head and looked around. Sure enough, there were a few strangers standing at the entrance of the stairs.

There were two people on the head, the one on the left was about sixty years old, not tall, with a brocade and jade robe, a square face, and looked very noble. The one on the right was a little taller and thinner, wearing only a black dress, but was much simpler, with thick eyebrows and a high nose bridge, and was in her early forties.
Chapter completed!