Namco said with a smile: "the boy's Kung Fu is not very good, but his mouth is fierce. It's hard to hear him scolding."

His throwing skill is very clever. His back fell on the ground, and he felt a burst of pain. Then he could move his hands and feet.

Chasing the wind, a fish jumps up and looks at Namco with horror in his eyes.

He always thought that the other side was just plotting and sneaking attack, and he was the only one who got the trick. How could he know that Namco Lu's Kung Fu was so brilliant that he couldn't do it when he asked himself!

"Well, boy, who are you? Husband? Or a lover? " Namco pointed to Shen Ning and asked carelessly.

Chasing the wind's face couldn't help but red, and then said angrily, "what are you talking about? I'm no one!"

"What, you're not a man?" Namco glared at him and laughed.

Chasing the wind blushed to the ear: "I mean I am not her husband, nor her lover." He didn't have the courage to think about the girl he loved.

Namco stopped laughing and looked at him suspiciously, "so you adore her secretly?"

"Not at all!" Chasing the wind and angry.

He found that he was not the man's opponent, but the princess fell into his hands, what to do? Should he rush up and fight this man to let the princess escape? Or did he find a chance to steal it and rush back to the emperor?

He was not sure for a moment.

"Hello, stinky boy, your eyes are turning around. It's obviously bad intention! You don't want to fool me! " Namco stretched out his palm, and his body was vertical in front of him. Suddenly, he pressed his shoulder to chase the wind.

He shrunk his shoulders in pursuit of the wind, and avoided his grasp at the moment when there was no time to go. Then his right hand went to his waist, and there was already a silver snake like soft whip.

This is his weapon. It's easy to use it. At this time, he knows that when he meets a strong enemy, he can't pay attention to the martial arts rules. If the opponent's skill is so strong, he will not be an opponent if he doesn't use weapons.

With a wave of his silver whip, the strong wind was fierce, and he drew to Namucuo's face with an extremely tricky angle.

"Haha, I'd like to make a fool of myself! Your whip is really bad. Let me teach you what is the ancestor who used the whip Namco said with a cold face.

Chasing the wind suddenly felt that the whiplash was tight and had been tightly grasped by Namucuo.

Startled, he snatched it back with force and exclaimed, "let go!"

Namucuo said with a smile, "OK, let go and give it back to you!" Suddenly let go.

Chasing the wind is exerting itself, which wants to get the other party to say let go, let go. This strength is used in itself, only feel a pain in the chest, like being hit by a big hammer, throat hair sweet, a mouthful of blood spit out.

I saw the silver flash and Shua sound in front of him. The silver whip he waved out did not know what kind of clever force Namucuo had made. He even wound it towards him.

He can't dodge, but he is wrapped into a zongzi shape by his silver whip. He can't move at once.

"Son of a bitch, are you convinced? Have you learned this skill? " Namco laughed triumphantly when he saw his confusion.

Chasing the wind flushed his face and was ashamed.

Although he knew that he was not an opponent, he did not expect that he would lose even before a move was finished. He not only vomited blood but also could not move by his own weapons.

If you let the master see this, you will have no place to put your face.

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