Chapter 828 Black Tiger (Part 1)

Everyone was taken aback.

"White Tiger Sect..." They discussed in low voices.

Today's White Tiger Sect is not the former White Tiger Sect. Five of the Eight Great Elders were killed by Zhao Dahe. It really discredited them.

Chu Li frowned and looked at her: "Are you from the White Tiger Sect?"

"That's right!" Yang Ying snorted, "I heard that you are very powerful, so I'm here to learn from you!"

"Your cultivation base is too poor, let's forget it." Chu Li shook his head.

Yang Ying shouted in dissatisfaction: "Nonsense, how bad is my cultivation!"

Chu Li smiled, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Chu Li's contempt was ready to come out.

Yang Ying shouted angrily: "The surname is Zhao, don't underestimate people!"

Chu Li shook his head: "I won't fight anyone casually, please go back."

"Look at the trick!" Yang Ying jumped up, as light as a swallow, and her small fist was in front of Chu Li in the blink of an eye, at an extremely fast speed.

Chu Li sideways avoided.

Yang Ying turned her fist into a palm, and smacked his neck like a long knife.

Chu Li turned sideways again to avoid it.

Yang Ying then turned her palm into a fist and hit it straight down.

Chu Li moved sideways and dodged again.

"Bang!" Linglong's delicate fist hit the table.

"Crash!" The Eight Immortals Table suddenly turned into a pile of fragments, mixed with the plates.

Chu Li didn't get any water on his body, he shook his head and said, "You're too careless, Ms. Yang, you will pay for the loss of this table, so farewell!"

After saying that, he floated out of the window, and landed lightly on the roof of the opposite street. After a few more clicks, he completely disappeared from people's sight.

Yang Ying lay in front of the window, watching Chu Li fly away like a white crane, stamped her feet angrily, took out an ingot of silver from her bosom and threw it into the bosom of the shopkeeper who rushed over, and said bitterly: "Enough is enough!" ?”

"Hehe, enough is enough." The shopkeeper nodded hastily.

The backstage of Jiuxing Building was originally the Tiger Roaring Hall, and the backstage of the Tiger Roaring Hall was the White Tiger Sect. After all, they were all a family.

Yang Ying turned around and walked out of the window lightly, fluttering away.

Everyone immediately talked and praised this beautiful girl for her courage, but her actions were not advisable.

Zhao Dahe, that is the person who killed the five elders of the White Tiger Sect. A small direct disciple came to challenge him, didn't he intend to seek death.

Fortunately, this girl is beautiful, and Zhao Dahe is a man, so he didn't do anything cruel.

Could it be that this is the wishful thinking of the White Tiger Sect. If a man can't beat him, he will send a woman to play tricks on her?

This is wishful thinking, the White Tiger Sect is worthy of being the White Tiger Sect.

Everyone was amazed and felt that the White Tiger Sect's move was really clever, turning the original enemy into a helper without any bloodshed. From then on, the White Tiger Sect was still the White Tiger Sect, and still suppressed the Chiyang Sect.

Chu Li fluttered back to his yard, shaking his head and laughing secretly.

He saw what was going on in Yang Ying's mind, and it wasn't any other thoughts, just an idea to defeat him and make the White Tiger Sect famous.

She is a simple girl, so Chu Li couldn't bear to be cruel and avoided her directly.

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Yang Ying's feet were light, as if she was walking against the wind, but no matter how fast she moved, she couldn't catch up with Chu Li, and she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She stood on the roof of the house and thought for a while, then went straight to the location of Huiyao Hall, and saw that the building of Huiyao Hall was in full swing, with people coming and going, and it was very lively.

She raised her voice and shouted: "Hey, which one is from Huiyaotang?"

Her voice was crisp but clear, and under the urging of her internal force, it resounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone looked over and saw her beauty, some admired her, some were greedy, some were fiery, and she was startled.

Immediately, she sank down, summoned up her energy, stared back with her bright eyes, and shouted: "Which one is from Huiyaotang?"

Feng Wuji waved his hands: "This old man belongs to Huiyaotang. Miss, who are you?"

"Yang Ying, the direct disciple of the White Tiger Sect!" Yang Yingjiao shouted, "I just want to settle accounts with you people from Huiyaotang, come here!"

Feng Wuji laughed: "White Tiger Sect disciples dare to come to Dafeng City?"

He stepped forward in two steps, shook his head and said, "Miss, you are young, why can't you think about it?"

"Stop rambling, where is Zhao Dahe?" Yang Ying snorted.

Feng Wuji shook his head and said, "Young lady, why do you want to find the hall master?"

"Defeat him!" Yang Ying said.

Feng Wuji said: "I don't know where the hall master is either."

"If you don't say it, I'll beat you and let you say it!" Yang Ying snorted.

Feng Wuji said: "Even if you kill me, I won't say anything!"

"Tough mouth!" Yang Ying snorted, "Look at the fist!"

She clenched her small fist and punched it, the fist was as white as carved from white jade, delicate and lovely.

Feng Wuji stretched out his palm to meet him.

"Bang!" Yang Ying stood on the spot, but Feng Wuji flew straight upside down, as if a rope was pulled violently behind him.

He felt a huge force coming from his palm, Pei Ran couldn't resist it, and he flew up involuntarily.

He stared wide-eyed in the air, knowing that he had misread.

This beautiful girl turned out to be born with divine power, and the power of this punch was astonishing enough. A pure spirit came from the palm of her hand and penetrated into her body to wreak havoc.

He worked hard to block it, facing this small but sharp internal force, he felt as if he was using a cloth to block the needle, and he was helpless. He watched it penetrate into his dantian, just like a needle prick, and his dantian was injured.

The dantian was injured, and the internal energy suddenly became unsustainable, and it became scattered.

"Pfft!" He fell to the ground and sprayed out a bloody arrow, looking at her in disbelief.

Yang Ying stood on the spot with her fists raised, her tall chest straightened out, and she looked at him proudly: "How, do you know how powerful it is?"

"You are..." Feng Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked with a wry smile.

Yang Ying glanced at the stunned people around, and hummed proudly: "Heihu punches out his heart!"

"What a black tiger punching out his heart!" Feng Wuji clasped his fists with a wry smile: "Feng is willing to bow down!"

Even if he was not careless, facing this punch, he would be powerless to parry, and he would still end up defeated. His skills were not as good as others, and there is only benefit and no harm in admitting defeat early.

"Hmph, it's really useless!" Yang Ying twitched her cherry lips, turned her head and glared at the crowd: "Who else in Huiyaotang is not convinced?"

"I'm coming!" Lu Shu swaggered through the crowd and came to Feng Wuji: "Old Feng, you are too helpless, did you go to find your sister last night?"

Feng Wuji smiled wryly and said: "This black tiger is really powerful, and you are no match."

"Hehe..." Lu Shu waved his fat hands, and said with a smile: "Such a delicate and fragile girl can't beat her, isn't our Huiyaotang too empty?"

"Alas..." Feng Wuji shook his head.

Yang Ying hummed: "Let's talk about it first, if you defeat you, you have to tell me where Zhao Dahe is?"

"No problem!" Lu Shu nodded happily: "As long as you can defeat me, I will tell you the whereabouts of the hall master."

"Okay!" Yang Ying snorted, "Don't go back on your word!"

"I will never go back on my word!" Lu Shu patted his chest, "I, old Lu, spit on a nail and keep a promise!"