House Management Chapter 3251: War Intent

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Wu Nannan pressed her hand on Leng Lingxue's face, and Leng Lingxue immediately felt a chill on her face. At this moment, an ominous hunch surged in her heart, and this hunch made her creepy. Her body shivered unconsciously, and a pair of shell teeth began to make light noises.

This hand was placed on Leng Lingxue's face for only ten seconds, but to Leng Lingxue, these ten seconds seemed to be a century old. Wu Nannan looked at Leng Lingxue's face. At this moment, Leng Lingxue was already pale, and his face was full of fear. However, her pretty face did not change much. However, he couldn't see his face, and Leng Lingxue was no exception.

Leng Lingxue is very nervous now, she wants to know what her face looks like. The cold on her face remained, and she couldn't breathe even when it was cold.

At this moment, Wu Nannan suddenly took out a mirror from his arms, which was a bronze mirror. Beautiful patterns are outlined around the bronze mirror. Wu Nannan slowly moved the bronze mirror in his hand towards Leng Lingxue's face, and said softly, "Do you really want to see what you have become...Let's see..."

Leng Lingxue was startled after hearing this, and closed her eyes hurriedly, not daring to look at it.

Wu Nannan put the mirror in front of Leng Lingxue, but she stopped making a sound. On the contrary, this quiet made Leng Lingxue's heart even more upset. Leng Lingxue kept saying in her heart: "What's wrong with me...what am I now...I...I will be disfigured...I, I..."

Leng Lingxue's heart is infinitely scared, she really seems to know what she has become now.

Driven by this feeling, Leng Lingxue slowly narrowed her eyes. She only opened her eyes slightly, and she could see herself in the bronze mirror. At this moment, what she saw was still her own appearance, but a **** face. Before, she could only feel that her face was very cold, but now, she felt extremely painful on her face, as if the skin of the entire face was peeled off.

In an instant, Leng Lingxue's eyes went wide open, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah..."

At the same time, Wu Nannan's face was proud and ruthless. Because just before, Leng Lingxue's face was still the original face. After Leng Lingxue looked in the mirror, his face disappeared instantly and became bloody.

On the other side, Zhang Yu just grabbed the money sword, stood up straight, and pointed the money sword at the fat monk. The two are in a stalemate, but everyone knows that the other side will take action at any time.

Leng Lingxue's abrupt cry made Zhang Yu's heart tremble, and couldn't help turning his head to look over. Just as he turned his head, the fat monk's body moved his hands, the great monk sprinted forward, raised his leg and kicked Zhang Yu, this guy was too fast, and Zhang Yu wanted to avoid this. Feet is not that easy, let alone distracted.

"Puff..."

Zhang Yu's chest was hit directly, and his body was thrown back, a mouthful of blood, as he was thrown back, he couldn't help spraying from his mouth.

How can the fat monk let go of this opportunity and chase him forward. Before Zhang Yu landed, the great monk rushed to the front.

Zhang Yu was terrified, knowing that if he suffered another blow, he would be half disabled even if he did not die. With a thought, he quickly threw the money sword in his hand and shot it at the great monk.

When the great monk saw the money sword shot, he didn't rush, his hands rounded, it looked like he was about to fortify Zhang Yu's money sword.

With a "plop", Zhang Yu's body fell to the ground, but the money sword suddenly scattered and turned into 108 copper coins, wrapped around the body of the great monk.

"Good job!"

The great monk gave a strange cry, and Baoyuan’s palms separated immediately, and his mouth followed with a loud shout, "Drink!"

A strong smell of wine and stench overflowed from his body. Although the taste and stench of wine were invisible, they clearly stirred up a strong air current. This airflow interweaves with the big net made up of 108 copper coins, causing the coins to immediately "buzz".

"Tonight, either you died, or I forgot!" Zhang Yu also has red eyes. The big fat monk in front of him, although he does not have the profound cultivation skills of the Great Astrologer Pisano and Archbishop Charles, is that So difficult. In this way, Zhang Yu's infinite fighting spirit was raised instead.

Zhang Yu ignored the pain in his chest, and a carp jumped up. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the coin. After the coin was stained with blood, he followed his right hand to pinch the sword tactic, his left hand held the right wrist, and his mouth spoke vigorously.

The 108 copper coins immediately radiated golden brilliance and approached the fat monk's body together. The pressure on the monk increased greatly, but the guy started to drink again, "Drink!"

With a voice, there was a swell of alcohol beside him, and with a "wow", the copper coins covering him suddenly scattered all at once.

"Zhang Yu! I'm fighting with you!" The great monk flew in the copper coin for a moment, and his right toe hit the ground, like an arrow from the string, and shot towards Zhang Yu.

When Zhang Yu saw this, a silver light radiated from the palm of his right hand.

"Swipe" the ground, and the silver light hit the monk's face straight. That's right, this is the Wudang Lingtu.

Lingtu is not lethal, but the eyes of the opponent who can pierce cannot be opened. Zhang Yu's body flashed to the side, his left hand showed the soul mirror, and his right hand condensed a colorless rune.

As he expected, the great monk hurriedly closed his eyes. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Yu urged the soul mirror, and a golden light shone toward the great monk. When the golden light shone on the great monk, his right palm It will be shot shortly.

However, something that Zhang Yu never expected happened. This time, the great monk who was stunned by the golden light did not get stuck like the last time. The great monk moved his body and turned to Zhang Yu. With his big fist, with alcohol and stench, he attacked Zhang Yu with the momentum of thunder.

Generally speaking, people will pause for a second when they are photographed by the mirror. This second is deadly for the master. Zhang Yu was able to use this second calmly to cause a fatal blow to his opponent. When he faced off against a master who was better than himself before, he all relied on the soul mirror.

The soul mirror worked well before, but it didn't work this time, which really surprised Zhang Yu. Seeing the great monk rushing forward, Zhang Yu's position was disrupted, and the opponent's speed was also fast. It was too late to dodge.

In a hurry, Zhang Yu didn't care about anything else. He bit his head, and slapped it against the fist of the great monk.

"Boom!"

Zhang Yu's palm didn't wait for the five-color rune Zhang Yin to be photographed, he slammed into the fist of the great monk.

The two fists intersected, and Zhang Yu only felt a huge force, especially the smell of wine and odor mixed in the fist wind, which made Zhang Yu suffocate. His body, like a kite with a broken string, fluttered straight behind.