Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Chapter 176 Killing

Mu Yao looked at those people who were more crazy than each other, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart. She moved under Xiao Douxue's umbrella and whispered in his ear: "Douxue, wealth should not be exposed, and nobility should not be alone. Don't show off when you go out, or people will miss you."

Xiao Douxue was stunned, turned his head and looked at her in confusion: "Where is it ostentatious?"

Seeing that the man didn't realize it, Mu Yao gave him a look and said unhappily, "The wheels are made of pure gold, why don't you show it off!"

"Pure gold?" A hint of pride appeared in Xiao Douxue's eyes.

"The wheels of our carriage are all made of pure gold, so these are nothing. My lady, you haven't seen the gold bricks paving the floor of my parents' house. They cost a full eight hundred pieces. That's what we call ostentatious. We can only say that those people are too poor and have no vision." After saying that, he hugged her in his arms and kept a distance between her and Shen Chutang.

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Shen Chutang glanced at Xiao Douxue, then turned to meet Leng Shubai's attack.

After being ridiculed by Mu Qing, Leng Shubai gathered his strength, and with the power overflowing from his hands, he raised several sword energies and swept them towards Shen Chutang.

In a flash, the sword beams crossed and burst out with astonishing power.

Leng Shubai was obviously no match for his opponent and was at a disadvantage after just thirty breaths.

The other three were stunned, and Mu Qing instantly turned into a white light and joined the battle.

The three figures intertwined, sparking countless flames.

Xiao Douxue stared at the contest between them and secretly moved his thumb away from the position of the green bead on the umbrella handle. He wanted to see Shen Chutang's true strength.

Mu Yao noticed the ordinary sword in Mu Qing's hand. The sword was rusty and had several blunt edges, but it could fight Shen Chutang's Cui Di just as well.

In addition, there were still two people who had not taken action, and Mu Yao could not help but frown.

"Dou Xue, go help Chu Tang." Mu Yao stared at the actions of the other two without blinking.

"I have to protect you."

In this situation, Xiao Douxue would never leave Mu Yao. The poison hidden in the jade bead could not exert its maximum effect in the heavy rain, so it had to be poisoned close to her. Obviously, this was impossible at the moment.

Hong Lin and the grey-robed old man did not seem to be in a hurry to attack. They quietly observed Shen Chutang's strength. Especially the grey-robed old man, who stroked his wet beard with a gleam in his eyes.

Shen Chutang moved between Mu Qing and Leng Shubai with ease, keeping an eye on the two who hadn't made a move yet. Seeing that they didn't seem to have any intention of making a move, the green flute in his hand suddenly turned into a shining long sword, slashing out seven or eight sword qi. In an instant, Mu Qing and Leng Shubai were covered in blood.

Leng Shubai was knocked six feet away by Shen Chutang's sword energy, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth before he swallowed his breath.

Mu Qing held the long sword, the tip of the sword touching the ground, and dragged his body back three feet before stopping. A salty and fishy feeling rose in his throat, and his breathing instantly became disordered.

He swayed twice and stood up, leaning on his sword, with deep fear in his eyes.

Hong Lin glanced at Mu Qing, and a hissing sound of breaking through the air came out from the cradle.

The flying snow all over the sky is falling like flowers from heaven.

Hong Lin leaped up to catch the dagger, swung his arm, and chopped it down in mid-air towards Shen Chutang.

Without even raising his eyelids, Shen Chutang blasted out a clanging sword energy that rose from the ground and knocked him back to his original position with one move.

Hong Lin looked at the silver-haired man in front of him in disbelief, his eyes full of scarlet. He raised his head and howled, bursting out with amazing power, and the short sword in his hand instantly danced out countless sword flowers, attacking Shen Chutang again with thousands of cold rays.

In the void, a pair of huge hands suddenly stretched out towards the carriage.

Xiao Douxue's eyes flashed, and he pushed Mu Yao back into the carriage with his palm, and then he slapped the gray-robed old man.

Instantly, two powerful true qi collided in his palms. Xiao Douxue staggered back a few steps, his blood and qi surging in his body. He immediately took a pill to stabilize his breath.

The grey-robed old man was much stronger than Xiao Douxue. He landed steadily on the ground without even a splash of water.

When Shen Chutang saw that Xiao Douxue was defeated, his heart tightened and hostility suddenly rose in his eyes. His powerful inner strength swept through his body like a wave, and his silver hair danced lightly, emitting dazzling light like the Milky Way falling from the sky.

The roar of a dragon resounded through the night sky. Hong Lin looked at his body that was split in two with bloodshot eyes. He struggled in his throat to spit out something, but finally fell backwards in great reluctance.

The powerful sword energy continued to attack the gray-robed old man.

The old man's face turned grim and he swung his palm down.

With several "bang" sounds, curtains of water cut through the sky.

The thunder roared, merging with countless applause, making a sound that shook the earth.

Xiao Douxue stared at the scene in front of him in shock, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Mu Yao jumped off the carriage, picked up the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, and helped Xiao Douxue under the umbrella.

This was the first time Mu Yao saw Shen Chutang in action. His swordsmanship was as graceful as a startled swan, as fast as a swimming dragon, as powerful as swallowing mountains and rivers, and his blade was as sharp as snow.

This scene was deeply engraved in Mu Yao's mind, so much so that every rainy night in the years that followed, she would think of the shock that day brought her.

The wind is surging.

The momentum of the two people continued to rise, and they wrote one heroic chapter after another in the rain.

Shen Chutang retracted his weapon and met the old man's palm strike with his bare hands.

Lu Tingfeng laughed loudly towards the sky, his eyes filled with admiration and passion, and chopped down at Shen Chutang again without reservation.

The night was filled with devastating bloodshed. Every blow from the two men was blood-splitting and every punch pierced through the bones.

After three hundred rounds of fighting, Shen Chutang used 70% of his strength to break Lu Tingfeng's Qi in Tanzhong and disperse his Qi in Dantian.

His face looked peaceful, his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, he smiled and said "what a pleasure" before closing his eyes and falling down, blood splattering everywhere.

Mu Qing fell to the ground and struggled backwards.

Shen Chutang didn't even look at him and raised his sword energy again.

Night - returned to the night with only the sounds of thunder and rain.

Xiao Douxue stared at the long sword that suddenly appeared in Shen Chutang's hand. Blood was flowing from the tip of the sword, and it was left to be washed away by the rain.

He swallowed hard and looked away.

Mu Yao's legs seemed to be filled with lead. She stared at Shen Chutang blankly, as if she had not yet recovered from the shock.

Shen Chutang retracted his sword, glanced at Xiao Douxue, took the oil-paper umbrella from his hand, and took Mu Yao back to the carriage.

After a while, Xiao Douxue snorted lightly, wiped the raindrops from his face, dragged the coachman out from under the carriage, and continued driving towards the villa.