Murong Yunmiao's expression changed slightly at this time, "Brother Duan Peng, are you testing me?"
Duan Peng also smiled and said, "Don't you dare to challenge?"
Murong Yunmiao turned her wrist and pressed her chopsticks against Duan Peng's chopsticks. She smiled again and held her chin with one hand.
Duan Peng is not behind either. His chopsticks are just like his water snakes. Although they seem gentle, they are extremely difficult to control.
"Then please show mercy to Brother Duan Peng." Murong Yunmiao was holding a piece of beef. He pressed it slightly and twisted it, then the chopsticks suddenly reached out and turned towards Duan Peng's hand.
"I hope that Master Murong will forgive me. I'm offended."
Duan Peng made an arc in the opposite direction, and the chopsticks stood up, just hitting the tip of Murong Yunmiao's chopsticks.
Two phases collide.
The large piece of beef fell from mid-air.
Murong Yunmiao Chopsticks immediately chased after him.
Duan Peng took her chopsticks away, slightly misaligned them, and clamped them backwards.
Murong Yunmiao blocked again. Duan Peng gained a little more energy and actually flicked out Murong Yunmiao's chopsticks.
Murong Yunmiao smiled slightly, gave her chopsticks a hint of vitality, and continued to pick them forward.
The two pairs of chopsticks collided together again. Duan Peng's hand shook, but he did not drop the chopsticks.
Murong Yunmiao felt much more relaxed. She always held the chopsticks firmly in her hands, extremely stable.
Duan Peng stretched out his chopsticks and caught the piece of beef.
But the next moment, Murong Yunmiao suddenly stretched out his chopsticks, "Brother Duan Peng, I think that's it, right?"
There were a few beads of sweat as big as beans on Duan Peng's forehead, but he felt that this was not all of Murong Yunmiao's strength. At least in this short confrontation, Murong Yunmiao probably only used less than 20% of his strength. strength.
Duan Peng smiled bitterly, "Isn't it a little premature to think of this?"
Murong Yunmiao dragged her chin and smiled: "Then let's continue playing and wait for someone else."
Snapped!
A crisp sound.
Duan Peng retreated as soon as he touched it. He retracted his chopsticks slightly, released the force an inch, and then suddenly bounced back. But the moment he stretched out his chopsticks, Murong Yunmiao's chopsticks were no longer there.
Murong Yunmiao's chopsticks appeared in another direction at some point. Duan Peng immediately twisted his wrist, but Murong Yunmiao gently lifted up most of the force.
Duan Peng's chopsticks holding the meat encountered a huge force, and his wrist began to tremble slightly, because it was too fast just now.
He could only rely on his feeling to directly throw out a burst of energy and use some Confucian Taoism to meet him.
The two pairs of chopsticks collided again, and their chopsticks were knocked back a bit by the other.
At this time, the piece of beef was still firmly sandwiched between Duan Peng's chopsticks. It looked like Duan Peng had taken advantage of it, but this was not the case.
Obviously, Duan Peng's chopsticks were shaken farther, while Murong Yunmiao was only slightly shaken back a small distance.
Murong Yunmiao covered his mouth and coughed twice, "I have used Confucian Taoism, but are I so serious?"
But the movement in her hand was not slow, and she was heading towards Duan Peng again.
Duan Peng was about to attack, but found that the shadow flashed, and the chopsticks opposite him had changed their orientation!
Fortunately, Duan Peng had quick eyes and quick hands, and he immediately judged a direction and found the direction of the opponent's chopsticks.
But in the next moment, Murong Yunmiao flipped his wrist, made a flower with his chopsticks, and stuck it up again from the other direction. He changed his previous move, and now Murong Yunmiao's chopsticks are very close to the body, making it difficult to defend against.
Snapped!
The two pairs of chopsticks separated at the touch of each other again, and both were bounced away by each other.
Duan Peng turned his sore wrist and said, "Come again!"
Murong Yunmiao yawned, "Brother Duan Peng, are you going to stop until you test my depth?"
Duan Peng stared at Murong Yunmiao and said sharply: "I always want to see how strong my future allies are."
Murong Yunmiao smiled and said: "It's interesting, then I will seriously play with you."
The chopsticks of the two clashed together again, each time with greater force and speed.
On a small square table, the two people's chopsticks were flying up and down. If there were others watching, they might not even be able to catch the afterimage of the chopsticks. It would be a bit dazzling.
There are shadows of chopsticks everywhere, and there are clattering sounds everywhere.
once.
ten times!
Duan Peng was struggling more and more, and he couldn't help but hold on to the table with his left hand, otherwise he might lose his balance. The skill shown by Murong Yunmiao was really too deep.
However, Duan Peng knew that this was not Murong Yunmiao's full strength.
Because Murong Yunmiao was still dragging his chin with his hand at this time, but his body was sitting upright, but this was still scary enough.
Suddenly, Duan Peng felt that he could not drag it out any longer. The longer he dragged on, the more disadvantageous he would be to himself. He was deeper than Zhenqi, and the current Duan Peng was definitely no match for Murong Yunmiao.
A flame appeared on the tip of the chopsticks without any warning, and Duan Peng's hand on the table held the table firmly.
call! The chopsticks actually made an arc, driving the flames and forming a small wall of fire.
Murong Yunmiao finally stopped dragging her chin with her hands, and her eyes narrowed. Although she was plagued by stubborn illnesses, her strength was several levels higher than Duan Peng's, but she never expected that Duan Peng could develop such amazing strength.
This made her a little happy, at least it made her understand that her choice must be the right one.
Therefore, she was serious at this moment. She was suffering from a stubborn illness and did not dare to continue to support her. The hand holding the chopsticks finally pressed her elbow on the table, forming a fulcrum, and a burst of infuriating energy was given to it.
The two pairs of chopsticks met again!
The next second, Duan Peng's eyes suddenly widened. Under his stunned gaze, he saw Murong Yunmiao's chopsticks easily passing through the wall of fire built by Duan Peng, and when Murong Yunmiao's chopsticks touched Duan Peng's With the tip of the chopsticks, Duan Peng's chopsticks were as fragile as tissue paper and torn from the middle. They collided in mid-air and then shattered apart!
The chopsticks were cut in two!
Duan Peng's chopsticks flew high into the sky!
At the same time, the small square table also made a loud noise!
The four table legs could no longer support the two people pressing on the table. The table legs suddenly broke, and with a bang, the table hit the ground!
At this moment, Murong Yunmiao reached out with her left hand and caught the two plates of food. The first plate was held between her index finger and middle finger, and the second plate was held between her little finger and ring finger.
The piece of beef that Duan Peng originally held fell back onto the plate easily.
Immediately afterwards, Murong Yunmiao also moved her right hand slightly, and moved the chopsticks in her hand slightly, and actually caught the pot of wine firmly on the chopsticks, with one set of movements!
Duan Peng also lowered his wrist, just like Murong Yunmiao, and caught the two plates of food. Then he tilted his weight back, stretched out his feet, rolled up his feet, and caught another pot of wine with his toes.
Murong Yunmiao stood up slightly, put the dishes and wine on the chair beside him, and sighed: "It's better now. The small table has fallen apart now, making it inconvenient to eat. But Brother Duan Peng, for the future, Are you satisfied with the strength of your allies?"
Duan Peng did not answer Murong Yunmiao's question. In the bottom of his heart, if Murong Yunmiao wanted to be their future ally, his strength would definitely pass the test. However, Gu Xiaotian had to wait and see whether he would agree or not, so Duan Peng was not in a hurry to answer.
Although Murong Yunmiao seemed to be serious just now, in fact only Duan Peng knew that Murong Yunmiao could only perform 60% at most, but just 60% made it difficult for him, a master of the state of mind.
If Murong Yunmiao was in his prime, his strength would definitely be at the Ultimate Realm!
It's just that Murong Yunmiao's strength has been greatly reduced due to stubborn illnesses. If he exerts his full strength now, it will be enough to show the strength of the Dengfeng realm.
Just as the two of them were placing the dishes on the chairs, a quick sound came from the distance.
footsteps.
Duan Peng looked back and saw Gu Xiaotian and three others running towards him quickly.
Gu Xiaotian came up and pulled Duan Peng behind him, drew his sword and asked, "Murong Yunmiao, tell me your purpose."
Murong Yunmiao lowered her head to arrange the dishes and said in a calm tone: "Gu Xiaoyou has a big temper. Do you know that pointing a sword at a girl is very impolite?"
The edgeless sword in Gu Xiaotian's hand was a little more steady. Although he was a little confused about Murong Yunmiao's attitude, he still replied sternly: "It is not an exaggeration to point the sword at the enemy, even to put it on the neck. "
Murong Yunmiao raised her head at this time, slightly smoothed the hair hanging by her ears, walked forward with a smile, gently put her hand on Wufengjian, followed the direction of Wufengjian, and directly touched the ancient Xiaotian’s chest!
Gu Xiaotian was frightened and stepped back, raising the sword higher.
Murong Yunmiao walked back to the seat gently and coughed twice, "Little friend Gu, there is no need to be too hostile to me. I heard your speculations clearly yesterday, and you caught Lu Zi'an Shen Guiye Even when I was crying, I saw everything clearly."
Gu Xiaotian asked, "Are you spying on us?"
Murong Yunmiao shook his head and said, "Surveillance sounds a bit harsh, but I think it's better to say observation."
Gu Xiaotian continued to ask: "What is your purpose?"
Murong Yunmiao silently picked up the jug beside him, "You probably all guessed it yesterday. We, Oju Haishan, are really in danger this time."
Duan Peng was behind Gu Xiaotian, silently squeezing Gu Xiaotian's sword-holding hand and motioning for him to put away the sword, "She shouldn't have any ill intentions. She really wants to form an alliance with us. Let's listen to what she says next."
Gu Xiaotian still trusted Duan Peng, and it took them some time to rush to the portal. During this time, Duan Peng must have fought with Murong Yunmiao. The broken table was the reason why Gu Xiaotian drew his sword. However, Gu Xiaotian was too impatient and did not observe carefully, so Duan Peng was not injured.
Lu Zian also stepped forward at this time, cupped his hands and said, "Murong Family Master, maybe you should give me an explanation for the matter regarding my Tiandao Sect."
Murong Yunmiao pressed her hands slightly, "Since you don't plan to fight, just sit down and let's talk while drinking."
However, because the table was gone, Shang Ziqing had to squat on the ground, but he didn't mind either.
The others took their seats one after another, but they had no intention of eating or drinking. On the contrary, Duan Peng and Murong Yunmiao seemed relaxed, filling their mouths with food and wine.
Gu Xiaotian frowned and looked at Duan Peng. He really didn't understand why Duan Peng had undergone such a big change.
Duan Peng also saw Gu Xiaotian's heart palpitations, and leaned into Gu Xiaotian's ear, "I just tested her strength, and I have to say that her strength is definitely among the best among the younger generation. What she finds difficult to deal with is actually good news for us, at least she has no ill intentions."
