My peerless beauty school flower wife

Chapter 236
"Miss Yuhe is a smart person, so she should be very clear that going against the Black Mouth Group won't do you any good."

Jing Wuichiro's face suddenly turned cold, and he glared at Yuhe angrily, and said sharply.

"As long as I'm in Bermuda, what can the Heikou Group do to me?"

Yuhe smiled contemptuously.

As the leader of the IS organization, she has countless international wanted criminals working for her.

Therefore, she will not be afraid of the black mouth group at all!
This is also the reason why a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake.

"Ha ha."

Ichiro Ichiro smiled faintly.

He had to admit that what Yu He said was indeed very intimidating.

Just relying on the black mouth group, in Bermuda, it is really impossible to touch the IS organization.

"Miss Yuhe is a world-shattering master. I, Jing Wu, have studied Chinese martial arts since childhood, and I want to ask Miss Yuhe for advice. If Miss Yuhe wins, Jing Wu will leave immediately. But if you are lucky Let Jing Wu win, then please Miss Yuhe, hand over the member of the Thorn Dragon Organization."

Ichiro Ichiro said seriously with a cold face.

"it is good."

Yuhe agreed without thinking.

"Senior sister, be careful. This guy seems to be deliberately suppressing his breath."

Ye Xuan, who was standing behind Yu He, suddenly froze and reminded.

"Well, don't worry, I won't lose."

Yu He and Ye Xuan looked at each other and said calmly.

Ichiro Ichiro took a step forward.

The members of the black mouth group, very consciously, gave up the venue.

With a smile on her face, Yu He took a step forward and walked up to Ichiro Ichiro.

Ye Xuan and the woman with heavy makeup backed away at the same time.

At this time, the huge ballroom and all the venues were given up to Yu He and Jing Wuichiro as a place for fighting.

Yuhe's figure is thin and thin, just from her figure, she is no more than a weak woman.

Ichiro Ichiro and Yuhe stood facing each other.

Compared to Ichiro Ichiro, Yuhe looked thin and weak.

Ichiro Ichiro took off his shoes, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, Ichiro Jingwu bowed his waist and performed a ceremony of martial arts competition to Yuhe.

Yuhe smiled softly, and that contemptuous look did not take Ichiro Ichiro seriously at all.

"Miss Yuhe, may I begin?"

Ichiro Ichiro stood up straight, made a fighting posture, and asked with firm eyes.

"Please!"

Yuhe said softly.

"drink!"

Ichiro Jingwu yelled loudly, and the expression on his face froze suddenly.

Immediately, his body, with a "shudder", suddenly swayed in the air, and disappeared like a phantom.

On Yuhe's indifferent face, a few traces of seriousness were wiped.

Bang!
With a heavy punch, it fell out of thin air.

It hit Yuhe Yubai's right arm with a bang.

Yuhe is a woman, even though she is very strong, she still cannot compare to a man in terms of strength.

This punch pushed her back a few meters.

It cracked her bones.

If she hadn't used "four or two strokes of a thousand catties" to defuse the power of that punch in time, that punch would definitely be able to break her bones.

But it didn't wait for Yu He to adjust her posture.

A sword cry suddenly sounded through the air.

Then, a fierce sword light, very bright, cut towards the top of Yuhe's head from the air.

"What a sharp sword light!"

Yuhe was horrified in her heart, and her delicate body flashed.

The sword light was pressed against her chest, and with a "wow", it fell down in shock.

Bang!
The sword light hit the ground, splitting the floor of the ballroom.

This power is not inferior to a bullet hitting the ground.

Yuhe had no doubt that if she was struck by that ray of sword light, her body would definitely be seriously injured.

"Could it be, Miss Yuhe, is this the only way?"

Ichiro Ichiro's speed was very fast, his body moved at a high speed, and even turned into a phantom, which dazzled the eyes and caused a sense of astonishment.

"Mr. Jing Wu, this kind of swordsmanship must be inherited from Shushan Sword School."

Yuhe said with certainty.

"So what?"

Ichiro Ichiro smiled contemptuously.

Another sword fell with a bang.

This sword, sticking to Yu He's shoulder, slashed down with a "shua".

Cut off a piece of Yuhe's right arm.

A trace of blood flowed from Yuhe's right arm.

Yuhe was very fast, but Ichiro Ichiro was even faster, and with the aid of a sword, Ichiro Ichiro had the upper hand.

"Bang bang bang" a few times, and a few more sword lights, chopping and falling to the ground.

This time, Yuhe was beaten so hard that she had nowhere to hide, and she almost failed to dodge several blows.

"boom!"

Ichiro Ichiro charged with his body, knocking Yuhe to the ground.

Yuhe's body is very weak. Although she is strong, she is inferior to Ichiro Ichiro, who inherited from Shushan Sword Gate.

Being impacted by Ichiro Ichiro, Yu He only felt weak and weak, as if falling apart, and was in severe pain.

But at this time, Jing Takeichiro's gloomy face suddenly showed a few traces of cruelty.

"Destroy!"

Ichiro Ichiro volleyed in the air with his sword, and cut Yu He's head straight.

This sword is enough to split Yu He's head.

But right now.

A knife and fork suddenly hit the sword in Ichiro Ichiro's hand.

Ichiro Ichiro was taken aback suddenly.

When he reacted, he saw that Yu He, who fell to the ground earlier, had been rescued long ago.

And the person who rescued Yuhe was Ye Xuan.

"It's really not kind of little brother to do this."

Jing Takeichiro stared at Ye Xuan angrily with a condensed face, and scolded.

"Whoever is your brother, if you want to call him, call him father."

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously.

In his hand, he was playing with a sharp knife and fork.

It's short, but powerful.

"you!"

Jing Wuichiro was stunned for a moment, with a trace of cruelty on his face, he shouted: "Little brother, this is a competition between me and Miss Yuhe, it's too despicable for you to intervene for no reason."

"Compared to you, son, finding someone to plot against Yu He behind his back, I'm more upright."

Ye Xuan sneered, suddenly, his pair of deep eyes became extremely cold and sharp, he glanced coldly not far away, and sternly reprimanded: "If you don't come out again, don't blame me, and kill me hard."

No one answered.

"Hehe, I don't cry when I don't see the coffin."

Ye Xuan chuckled, his expression was extremely cold.

The knife and fork he was playing with in his hand burst out with a "swoosh", like a flying knife.

"Crack!"

Knife and fork inserted into the door panel.

The twenty centimeter thick wooden door was pierced by knives and forks.

A smear of blood splashed out from the small hole through which the knife and fork passed.

And that one, who was sneakily hiding in the wooden door, had a sharp knife and fork sticking out of his throat.

This knife and fork pierced his neck horizontally, killing him directly.

"Are the others still coming out?"

Ye Xuan sneered playfully, and out of thin air, another sharp knife and fork appeared in his hand.

"As expected of Tang Xuan, the silver dragon whose sound shook the Americas, he can kill people a few meters away with just a knife and fork."

From behind the wooden door, several middle-aged men walked out, staring at Ye Xuan coldly, and said sharply.

"As a Chinese cultivator, you have become the lackeys of the island country. You are really embarrassing the motherland!"

With a cold face, Ye Xuan sneered a few times, and scolded those middle-aged men with disdain.

"Man dies for money, and bird dies for food. You are also a cultivator. If you win, you will be a king, and if you lose, you will be a bandit. It is better to see the truth than to show off your words."

Those middle-aged men looked at each other with cruel expressions, and then rushed towards Ye Xuan.

(End of this chapter)