"Girl, can you please speak in a more moderate tone?" Cheng Yanhua couldn't help but said angrily: "You've told so many lies, how can she still believe you?"

Cheng Suzhen pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Don't worry, uncle, she wants to hear this sentence right now. She obviously knows that it is unreliable, so she has to listen to it to feel comfortable!"

"Master!" Liu Biyi said embarrassedly.

Cheng Yanhua shook his head: "Girl, you are no longer a little girl, so stop being naughty!"

Cheng Suzhen smiled sweetly and said: "Master, you are in front of your disciple!"

"Humph, you still know your identity!" Cheng Yanhua shook his head and hummed.

"Ding" Li Muchan suddenly flicked his sword with his finger, and the sword rang softly before stabbing out slowly.

Mei Daoling shrank sharply, as if he had shrunk in size. His feet were in a strange posture, and his eyes were fixed on Li Muchan's sword for an instant.

Li Muchan's face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the sword. He didn't look at anything else, but he saw the sword slowly falling down and slashing towards the top of Mei Daoling's head.

However, Mei Daoling didn't seem to be able to dodge, and allowed the sword to approach slowly, and when he saw that it was about to hit him, he jumped up suddenly, shrunk in Anzhong, and bounced out with the help of the power of the air.

Li Muchan's sword missed, but he did not rush to pursue it. He slowly retracted his sword and then thrust it out again, slowly like an old man or an old lady practicing Tai Chi sword in later generations.

Mei Daoling, however, was like a mouse meeting a cat. He stared at Li Muchan's sword nervously for a moment. When the sword was about to stab him, he squatted down and rolled on the ground, out of the range of the sword's power.

Everyone was baffled by the behavior of the two people. They seemed to be acting. It was a violent storm before, but now it is like two people competing against each other.

Li Muchan's sword was clear and leisurely, as if he was making wild gestures, but Mei Daoling felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy. He was even more nervous than before when facing the violent storm with his swordsmanship, and he was like avoiding snakes and scorpions with his slow sword.

Cheng Suzhen frowned and said, "Uncle, which one did the two of them sing?"

Cheng Yanhua slowly became serious: "It seems that Brother Li's swordsmanship is really superb, maybe to the point of sword power!"

"Sword power?" Cheng Suzhen shook her head and said, "No, right? How old is he!"

Cheng Yanhua said: "Then you think Dao Ling is crazy?"

Cheng Suzhen shook her head: "This doesn't look like it either."

"That's it!" Cheng Yanhua said: "We are outsiders and can't feel the mystery. He is in the middle of the game and feels it the most. Let's get closer!" She said and slowly approached the two people's battle circle, Cheng Suzhen and Liu Biyun also

As he approached, after taking three steps forward, Cheng Yanhua hurriedly stopped, his face changed slightly, and he waved his hands towards Cheng Suzhen and Liu Biyun, indicating that they should not get closer.

Cheng Suzhen also felt a faint chill, as if there was an invisible force filling the air, ready to pounce at any time, and the hairs all over her body stood up.

Liu Biyun's senses are also sharp. She took the Marrow Cleansing Pill. Different from ordinary people, her sensitivity is even better than that of Cheng Suzhen. She can feel a sword across her head. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!