Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 119 [Pretending to be stupid, playing with heroes] (1)

The man in white closed his eyes and waited to die, but there was no strange reaction. When he opened his eyes, he saw that everyone was stunned, looking at him with eyes full of horror and disbelief.

"I'm not dead yet? What happened?" The man in white was puzzled, knowing that something extraordinary must have happened before.

Knowing that he was not dead, the man in white cast his eyes on Lao Feng immediately. This man's martial arts were far superior to his, so he had to be very careful.

Looking intently, the man in white froze for a moment, only to see old sweeping Feng staring at his arms in a daze, his eyes full of astonishment and disbelief.It turned out that there was a three-inch long wound on his arm, which was bleeding profusely.

He was hurt, who hurt him?Could it be me?The man in white swallowed suddenly, this is so fucking unbelievable, he couldn't be the opponent of a half-step martial artist in his heyday, but now he stumbles and hurts him, it is definitely a character explosion.

What he didn't know was that this was definitely not an outburst of character. Judging from the fact that he was looking for revenge and met a half-step martial arts saint who swept the floor, his character was really not good.

In fact, it was all thanks to Meng Xiaodie that he was able to injure Lao Feng. Sweeping the floor Lao Feng was a half-step martial saint. It would not have been easy for Meng Xiaodie to injure him. Unfortunately, he was too proud and preconceived that Bai Yi People's kung fu is far behind him.There was nothing wrong with this, but he shouldn't have ignored Meng Xiaodie's existence. When he ignored Meng Xiaodie and decided that the man in white was nothing more than that and couldn't turn the tables, his tragedy was already doomed.

Although Meng Xiaodie has no internal energy, her mental strength and visual experience are quite impressive, and ordinary martial arts saints are also incomparable. Therefore, although Lao Feng's offensive was fierce, she saw the truth and reality at a glance, and first pushed the man in white. , forcing the two to confront each other head-on, and immediately pulled the man in white at the same time as he drew his sword, causing his long sword to stab at Lao Feng's weak spot.But at this time, Lao Feng's castration was over, it was difficult to change, and he could only helplessly be injured.

It looked like the injury was at the hands of the man in white, but it was actually planned by Meng Xiaodie carefully based on his weakness, and he could not fail if he wanted to.

The arena was strangely quiet, everyone's eyes were on Lao Feng, only Xiao Di anxiously waved her hand and winked, telling her lady to run away and take a walk while the people in white were not paying attention. Meng Xiaodie didn't see it, even if she saw her, she wouldn't do it.

Stared at by everyone's fiery eyes, Lao Feng's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, "The boy really has two tricks, he can actually hurt me, and I will use all my strength next, you are proud enough."

Sweeping old Feng said every word, accumulating astonishing momentum.His palm suddenly swelled up and turned red like blood.

The man in white stared closely, without blinking.

Meng Xiaodie rested her forehead with her hand, feeling that the man in white's head was broken, knowing that he couldn't beat him, but watching him gather strength, isn't this looking for abuse?Run away if you can't beat it, so you can win the chance, right?

With a secret sigh, she rolled her eyes, broke free from the shackles of the man in white, and ran towards Old Sweeper Feng.

"Come back!" The white-clothed man was startled, and grabbed him. Her action was no different from courting death.

After being disturbed by this, he also realized that he was going to escape, so he dragged Meng Xiaodie to sweep away, and then floated away.

Sweeping old Feng's palm was as big as a bucket at this time, red as blood, and his aura had accumulated to the peak. He was waiting for a few blows to catch him, when he saw the man in white who had been very stubborn turned around and fled.

The raised palm was shyly retracted, and the momentum plummeted.

"Bastard." Old Sweeper Feng gritted his teeth in hatred, and stomped his feet fiercely to chase after him.

(End of this chapter)