Zhong Zhongyou thought that if it were him, facing Yang Ling and other three people, he would be able to beat the other party. Of course, he mainly relied on a basic understanding of the Holy Sect's martial arts. Although he could win, he could not be as relaxed as the other party.

However, this still gave him enough confidence. Even if this mysterious man's martial arts are higher than his, he is limited. In addition, Shan Yuru and others are assisting him, and there are so many masters of the Destiny Sect, why should he be afraid of the other party?

"Is that right?" Song Qingshu chuckled and rushed towards him in an instant.

Zhong Zhongyou had already been on guard, and saw this, he hurriedly took 12 points of mental defense, intending to hold the other party first, let Dan Yuru and others gather around, and finally win by relying on the number of people.

Who knew that the mysterious man suddenly changed direction without any warning and went to the other side, which made him stunned.

You should know that there are traces to follow these masters in the world who advance and retreat. From the slight rhythm of their eyes, hands and feet, and internal force operation, you can judge the opponent's attack intention in advance. The higher the skill, the richer the combat experience, and the more accurate the judgment will be.

But this kind of change of direction without warning is beyond human common sense, and it can be said to be contrary to the basic laws of movement!

Zhong Zhongyou didn't expect it, and Zhan Yu didn't expect it. He was besieging the other party as planned. He was trying to fight the supporter on the side, but he didn't expect that the mysterious man would come directly to him!

Thinking of the miserable consequences of the three people who "The Soul-Slayer" just now, Zhan Yu couldn't help but burst into tears and hurriedly waved his spear in his hand to protect him. He was confident that even if someone poured a basin of water on him in front of him, he would not be able to wet his clothes.

But the smile on his face soon froze because one of his hands suddenly appeared in front of his chest, as if the weapon waving in front of him did not exist at all.

The palm was light and slow, and it was gentler than the lover's touch, but with just a slight pat, Zhan Yu felt like he was eaten by thunder, and his whole body suddenly became depressed.

Zhong Zhongyou and Shan Yuru's martial arts are much higher than those of the "Earl Soul-Taking the Owl", and their reactions are much faster. Seeing Zhan Yu in danger, the two hurried over to rescue each other.

Song Qingshu didn't dare to be careless, so he took off the spear shovel from Zhan Yu's hand and used his internal force to send it to Zhong Zhongyou. The spear shovel was like a bolt of lightning shot towards the other party.

Zhong Zhongyou's face changed, but he was a master-level figure who had been famous for decades. He did not take it head-on, but waved his pen and used clever force to pick up the weapon that was shot aside.

The spear shot to the wall next to it and penetrated directly. Only a piece of shovel was exposed and it was still outside. The whole building seemed to be shaking, which shows how terrifying the force was.

Zhong Zhongyou's face turned blue and white. Although he picked up the spear, the huge force on it made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he had to stop and adjust his breath for a moment.

It was just this moment that Song Qingshu had already rushed towards Shan Yuru, and Shan Yuru was also a little panicked, but after all, she was the leader of a sect, and her martial arts skills were only slightly weaker than Zhong Zhongyou.

The jade ring in his hand made a strange crisp sound, and then Shan Yuru's eyes became blurred. Her whole body was graceful and charming, not like a demon girl in the Demon Sect, but more like a pure and unreal fairy.

What is more attractive than the fairy who is not in the world is that her every move seems to unconsciously reveal her soft and perky body curves. The scale is well grasped, and it will not make people feel lustful and evil, but it will make people involuntarily think of some scary pictures.

Shan Yu's lips raised slightly naturally like a girl. Although the other party's martial arts skills were very high, she was not very scared. In the final analysis, the other party was a man. As long as she was a man, she had a way.

How can that be said: a man conquers the world, while a woman conquers men.

"Be careful of her charming skills!" Princess *, who was standing beside her, hurriedly reminded that almost everyone in the field could not help but look at Shan Yuru's slim and charming figure greedily. If it was not affected, there would probably be only people from the * mansion, which are both women.

Song Qingshu had to admit that Shan Yuru was first-class in appearance, figure, and temperament. Coupled with her ultimate charming skills, her attraction to men is fatal.

If such a woman is wandering in brothels, she will surely make the courtesans of the Qinhuai River dimly pale; if she flows into troubled times, it will be enough to attract men all over the world to fight for her. If she goes to the crown again, she may be angry for the beauty.

If he had not practiced joy-Zen, he was born with a certain degree of resistance in this regard. In addition, there were many beautiful confidants around him over the years, all of them were amazing women who were full of beautiful scenery, which also increased his resistance to beauty. At this time, he might have already thought of her.

"No matter how beautiful and elegant the leader of the Shan Cult is, it is difficult for people to believe in your purity and purity when staying in the place where the evil and evil gathers in the Destiny Sect." Song Qingshu sighed softly.

His words seemed to have an invisible magic. Shan Yuru couldn't help but think for a moment when she heard this. When she touched his eyes, her heart suddenly became shocked, as if she saw the distant and deep starry sky.

"This man... is so special." Shan Yuru has been charming for the years, but her heart is not as good as the ancient Jingwu. Only she plays with men's feelings, how could she be moved? But now her heart is beating extremely violent, as if she was the first to fall in love when she was a girl.

Shan Yuru let out a low snorkeling, a red tide appeared on her face, and she flew back. Although she did not fight directly, she was already seriously injured. The master once told her that although the charming technique was invincible to deal with men, once she failed, it would easily backfire and trap herself in.

She had never had such experience and didn't know how serious the consequences were, but she understood that the figure of that man might be difficult to erase in her heart.

Shan Yuru frowned and was thinking about the way to resolve the problem. She, who was born in the Demon Sect, wouldn't she be bound by a man?

Song Qingshu sighed secretly. In fact, if Shan Yuru's martial arts had not been smart enough to use charming skills, she would never have been injured and defeated in one encounter. Unfortunately, her charming skills that had reached the peak were just restrained by herself.

Without a moment of stopping, he then attacked the "Yinfeng" Lengyan. This time he did not fight quickly, but slowed down a lot, because the other party was born in the Magic Master Palace and was said to be the eldest disciple of the "My Master" Pang Ban. He wanted to take this opportunity to check Pang Ban's martial arts skills so that he would not encounter them in the future. The other party's martial arts skills were too weird and he would suffer a loss if he accidentally encountered them.

At this time, Zhong Zhongyou had already recovered and hurriedly stepped forward to help Lingyan. Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief. The other party's performance just now was so shocking and terrifying that it gave everyone a very terrifying pressure. Now that attacking Lingyan has returned to normal counter-attacks. Obviously, he has just severely damaged several masters, and his losses are not light.

Thinking of this, Zhong Zhongyou's expression became more and more excited, and he directly used his unique skills in his life, "Purple Blood Great Method", his entire skin faintly turned purple, and he had a destructive aura when he made every move.

Everyone around was intimidated by his momentum and retreated one after another. Even the masters of the Tianming Sect who had besieged Song Qingshu with him could not resist the pressure, leaving only Lingyan to help. ——
Chapter completed!