Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Ye Wushang's palms carried a strong wind, and he patted Feng Xiliang with the momentum of sweeping fallen leaves. He clearly felt the terrible pressure on Ye Wushang's body. Standing up, he covered his entire body in the palm of his hand.Remember in a second【Bai Xiaosheng Novels】www>

Ye Wushang's figure did not retreat, a sneer flashed across his face, as if lightning split the night sky and headed towards Feng Xiliang.

"Papapa" came three times in a row, and the two of them stepped back three steps in a row, looking at each other for one second, two two, three seconds.

The figure jumped up again, and Feng Xiliang pulled out a soft sword from his arms without any hesitation. The long sword in his hand seemed to be alive, shaking again and again, and the move of "Spirit Snake Spit Letter" was impartial, and it was on time at night. Wushang's throat.

But Ye Wushang was very skilled, and with the strange reversal of the neck, he barely avoided this move. With a wave of his hand, the soft sword that he carried with him immediately appeared in his hand. With a domineering sneer. [

Seeing this, Feng Xiliang couldn't help but frown slightly. He didn't expect Ye Wushang's martial arts to improve again after a few months of absence, and every move was so domineering and fierce.

Although his face was calm, his heart was not calm.

The soft sword in Ye Wushang's hand flashed a deep light under the moonlight, causing the court ladies and eunuchs to stand far away, not daring to step forward, the sword had no eyes.

"Come again!" Ye Wushang roared, the sword in his hand was like a galloping dragon.

Feng Xiliang's gaze was also sharp enough, he looked at Ye Wushang coldly and said, "We'll see tonight who is the most powerful."

The eyes of the two clashed in the air, like a thunderbolt of lightning, neither of them belonged to the other.

With a quick flash of figure, the two kept approaching. The closer they got, the more domineering and strong air flow they felt.

The soft swords of the two have already danced with thousands of cold lights, and they both covered each other.

The moves of the two were very fierce, as soon as they fought, their bodies immediately retreated. It was only one move, but the two did not distinguish between superior and inferior.

The eunuchs and maids around were stunned for a while. The two men played head-to-head without any tricks.

"Again?" Feng Xiliang suddenly took a step forward, roaring all over his body, an invisible coercion swept across the sky and covered the earth, directly pressing down on Ye Wushang.

Ye Wushang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the invisible coercion around him shattered, and the figures of the two began to move again.

This time it was not lightning speed, but a fierce battle in mid-air, the figures of the two were already invisible to the naked eye.

These court ladies and eunuchs looked at the air, but they couldn't see who was who. There was only the crackling sound in their ears, but they didn't see anyone.

The figures of the two have exploded to the extreme, and the flowers, trees, and grass around them have been destroyed to the point of disrepair.

The more the two fought, the more excited they became, they forgot that this was Yunguo's palace, and the moves in their hands became more and more fierce, but the eunuchs and maids below covered their ears one after another and kept backing away.

It's really terrifying. Of these two princes, one is like a tiger and the other is like a wild leopard. They are not simple masters. Their aura is so wild that their hearts can't bear it.

The body keeps retreating, constantly retreating, at this moment, they still have so much control over there, the most important thing is to save their lives first.