He said with a very cultured hand, "Kunlun Lu Qingfeng heard that adults are known as the first master of the Royal Guards, and they are known as Jack nife. Today, Lu Mou will ask for advice from Kunlun Sword!"

"Please!" Qin Changfeng gently nodded supercilious is a greeting.
Shua ~ ~ ~ ~
The swordsman tiptoed lightly and floated again, while the sword was drawn at Qin Changfeng.
Qin Changfeng motionless seriously waiting for him to approach.
But for a moment, the Kunlun knight errant suddenly stopped halfway and said with a slightly ugly face, "Is it because I don’t draw my sword that I look down on Lu Qingfeng?"
Qin Changfeng: I respect you if I don’t draw my sword. Okay!
What, he said he was not good at using saber, but nobody believed him?
Spicy next door, if you insist on Jack nife, I will give you Jack nife!
Qin Changfeng’s right-hand handle holds a curved long embroidered spring knife and immediately draws it out of its sheath. Two dragon-shaped palm forces are disguised by him as a knife, and the gas is violently saved at a distance of five feet.
When kunlun swordsman’s wrist shakes, he puts a piece of sword light in front of him to form a dense net.
Boom
Kunlun swordsman flew forward with a stumble and landed in a dog-gnawing posture just like Qin Changfeng’s feet.
He looked up and was puzzled. "How could you … how could you turn a corner?"
"Otherwise, what do you call Jack nife?" Qin Changfeng disdained to look at him and pointed to the big sects with a long knife. Several representatives said, "Give you a chance to join us, so that you can win my contest and the imperial court will directly admit defeat!"
The eunuchs in the East Factory are still preparing to quit immediately. "No, we didn’t agree that if you lose alone, how can you represent us?"
Qin Changfeng turned slightly and pointed the embroidered spring knife at them again and said, "Then you are also together."
"What do you mean?" Everyone was dumbfounded.
Qin Changfeng took a deep breath and embroidered the spring knife around all of them and said, "I mean, all of you are rubbish, and no one is qualified to be the master of Yunluo County!" "
The whole Taihe Palace was silent, and everyone was stunned.
Princess Yunluo jumped up and cried, "Wow, it’s so powerful and overbearing … that’s what I want. I want him to be my master!"
Sound to Qin Changfeng ears, he nodded his head secretly satisfied, and the effect was not bad. Finally, I worked so hard to perform a performance.
Chapter two hundred and twenty Excalibur against thunder really tactic! ! !
"Don’t be ashamed to let the old man meet you!"
"I also want to ask a Jack nife stunt."
"Qin Qian our house is also very not …"
……
After a short silence, it was followed by a violent rebound to the extreme. No matter whether the representatives of the big sects or the eunuchs in the East Factory were angry from embarrassment, they wished that they could not step into the mud and then grind their feet hard to wash away the shame they had just suffered.
Qin Changfeng has some naishi. He doesn’t want to wave his energy into this group of "garbage". He has more important things to do later.
However, the mockers of his group are obviously not prepared to let him go. An old nun doesn’t fit her age. She jumps into the ring and draws her sword at a rapid speed, and her sword spikes into her throat. Although she is a Buddhist martial art, she is as yin as a poisonous snake.
Otherwise, its five representatives and three eunuchs from the East Factory rushed to appear almost at the same time, and Qin Changfeng made his own moves around as if he were going to be shot into a paste.
This offensive looks fierce, but is it really terrible?
Not necessarily!
Hou Zhu, the god of iron eggs, can kill 100 masters of the great sects in Taihu Lake World War I. Can’t Qin Changfeng even deal with just nine people?
It’s impossible. He will not only win, but also win cleanly.
Only in this way can the emperor see his strength!

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