Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"If you want to die, just keep talking." Dongfang Bubai said coldly.

"Forehead……"

Doron was speechless for a moment.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Mo Zunlou indifferently.

He lifted the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade in his hand.

"Do you think you are the only one with a knife and I don't have a sword?" Lin Pingzhi laughed.

"Without further ado!"

Mo Zunlou let out a loud roar.

Lin Pingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, exuding a killing intent.

"Chong!"

The sword was unsheathed at the same time.

The sound of sharp blades rubbing against each other sounded at the same time.

"Look at the knife!"

"Look at the sword!"

The two spoke in unison.

The swords faced each other and collided directly.

"Ding ding ding..."

There were constant sounds of swords and swords.

The speed of the two is as fast as a phantom.

Let the people on the field be overwhelmed.

"Lin Pingzhi, die!"

Mo Zunlou let out a loud roar, and he drew his knife and slashed towards Lin Pingzhi's chest.

"Hmph! Dare to use an axe for such a small skill?" Lin Pingzhi said disdainfully, and he opened his eyes, "Majestic Tianlong!"

He wept blood ghost blade directly on the long knife blade of Mo Zunlou.

Mo Zunlou quickly backed away.

The Bujie monk off the court has widened his eyes.

"You brat, learn from me?" Monk Bujie muttered.

The dumb mother-in-law on one side didn't hear her husband's muttering.

At this moment her eyes sparkled.

She is more and more satisfied with Lin Pingzhi's son-in-law.

"It's so handsome!" the dumb mother-in-law murmured, "This move is a mighty dragon, it's really majestic when you read it!"

Monk Bujie couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard his wife praise Lin Pingzhi's mighty Tianlong.

"I don't even look at whose martial arts Dawei Tianlong is!" He said proudly.

Who knows, the dumb mother-in-law gave him a blank look.

"Just you? Forget it?" The dumb mother-in-law gave a blank look.

"I……"

I want to complain about not quitting, but I dare not.

In the end, he could only helplessly stare at Lin Pingzhi, who suppressed Mo Zunlou on the field.

Lin Pingzhi kept suppressing Mo Zunlou.

See Duolong tightening the hem of his clothes.

"Damn it, Lin Pingzhi, why are you so strong!" Mo Zunlou shouted angrily.

"Shouldn't I be strong?" Lin Pingzhi laughed.

"what!"

Mo Zunlou roared and rushed towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi made a backhand sword, directly opening a hole in Mo Zunlou's body.

"It's almost time." Lin Pingzhi said.

Others listened.

This is a signal that Lin Pingzhi intends to solve the Mo Zunlou.

Actually.

Only Lin Pingzhi knew.