The Emperor was kissed by the Regent and cried again

He leaped like flying, swung his right arm with the sword in hand, and swung it towards Ying Wuyou.

……

Ying Wuyou showed no fear at all. He took the attack with his bare hands and used his inner strength to make the sword make a loud noise.

Ying Wuyou was able to accurately counterattack every time Mo Cheng attacked, with a slight smile of contempt on her lips.

"Old man Mo, how is your aunt's skill?"

Hearing the provocative words, Mo Cheng's face darkened and he said, "Humph! It's just a trifle."

After saying that, he stepped back and sheathed his sword. When fighting against someone with strong inner strength like Ying Wuyou, weapons were basically useless.

……

Mo Cheng rose into the air again and used a set of complicated and chaotic palm techniques, attacking Ying Wuyou directly in the face.

His palm wind was like thunder, with incredible power and fast speed, and it created countless palm shadows.

Ying Wuyou frowned slightly. Even though she was at a disadvantage, she was still unforgiving: "Hey... old man, what new palm technique did you learn?"

Mo Cheng felt that Ying Wuyou was a little overwhelmed, so he took advantage of the situation and confidently said, "This is Qiankun Wuji Xuantian Dragon Reflection Palm!"

"..."

Ying Wuyou pursed her lips. She couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said with disgust: "I don't remember. Who came up with such a fancy name? "

“??????…”

Hearing these inexplicable words, Mo Cheng almost lost control of his expression. He said angrily: "Ying Wuyou, the point is not the name of the palm technique at all!"

Shouldn’t the point be… he has mastered the Qiankun Wuji Xuantian Longying Palm to perfection, and can even force the highly skilled Ying Wuyou to retreat? ! !

Ying Wuyou said "oh" lightly, dodging and saying, "So, who came up with such a rustic name?!"

"..."

Mo Cheng choked and his eyebrows twitched, as if he could never guess what Ying Wuyou would say next...!!

He still had some sense and was not completely led astray by Ying Wuyou. He said seriously, "It doesn't matter if you can't remember the name, just remember its power!"

Mo Cheng mobilized all his muscles and concentrated his energy to attack Ying Wuyou. The fierce palm energy created a strong wind. In an instant, the air around him was shrouded in a murderous atmosphere.

……

Ying Wuyou smiled wickedly, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his narrow and seductive phoenix eyes were full of charm.

While dodging, she also took advantage of the chaos to throw a coquettish glance at Mo Cheng: "Are you really willing to hurt me?"

"Stop talking!!"

Mo Cheng yelled at her with a red face, his fingertips trembling slightly, and the tips of his ears had already turned red.

Is Ying Wuyou crazy? !?

What the hell is she doing?!?

How could he use such a cheap honey trap on me! !

……

Mo Cheng felt uncomfortable all over, and avoided those beautiful eyes. He held his breath, and focused on sending a heavy palm towards Ying Wuyou! !

Ying Wuyou lowered her eyes, her expression suddenly changed. She was obviously having a hard time answering the call, and the mocking smile on the corner of her mouth had long since disappeared.

……

Seeing the opportunity, Mo Cheng launched a series of fierce attacks. His palm techniques were ferocious and followed like a shadow.

Ying Wuyou was overwhelmed and quickly stepped back, keeping a safe distance from Mo Cheng.

At this moment, her red lips were pressed into a cold and hard straight line. Ying Wuyou, with a solemn expression, suddenly had difficulty breathing and raised his hand to press his heart.

……

Seeing that the time was ripe, Mo Cheng wanted to completely put an end to the scourge of Ying Wuyou. At this moment, his expression was extremely serious, and he sighed silently in his heart.

In fact, it’s okay for her to die in my own hands.

Mo Cheng's face darkened and his heartbeat became irregular. After he adjusted his mood, he flashed to Ying Wuyou's front!

Just when he was about to deliver a fatal blow to Ying Wuyou, he suddenly felt something strange underground. He lowered his eyebrows and saw several black poisonous snakes scurrying out of the mud.

Mo Cheng was shocked, but in an instant, two of the black snakes firmly wrapped around his legs.

Suddenly, he took a breath of cold air, his pupils suddenly constricted, and just when Mo Cheng was about to draw his sword, the poisonous snake tightly wrapped around his wrist! !

……

All this happened so suddenly that a thin layer of sweat began to seep out of Mo Cheng's forehead. He used his inner strength to knock the four black snakes wrapped around him to the ground.

After getting rid of the restraints, Mo Cheng used his toes to push himself back. He didn't know what was happening until he stepped back. Once he did, he was startled! !

What…what’s going on! ?

How could his reaction become so slow? He just leaped forward and was only ten feet away from Ying Wuyou? ! !

……

Seeing this, Ying Wuyou frowned and raised her delicate chin. She looked at Mo Cheng, who had a look of surprise, and smiled brightly.

There was a gleam of pride in his eyes.

Now...it's her home turf!!

Ying Wuyou jumped up nimbly and lightly, and she waved her palm and attacked Mo Cheng!

Mo Cheng knew that his reaction had become slow, and it was probably because of the poisonous snake...

He originally wanted to dodge first, but Ying Wuyou's speed was too amazing. Mo Cheng knew very well that he must use all his strength to fight against Ying Wuyou! !

……

The two men fought each other with real force, and the strong air pressure made the soil under their feet fly in the wind.

Suddenly, a red spotted snake crawled out from Ying Wuyou's sleeve. It poked out its head nimbly and spit out its tongue from time to time.

After confirming the scent of its own kind, the spotted snake quickly bit Mo Cheng's wrist.

After just a moment, it obediently retreated back into Ying Wuyou's sleeve.

……

Mo Cheng frowned, looking at the wound on his wrist, feeling mixed emotions. Could these venomous snakes be the first poison developed by Ying Wuyou?

I don’t know… Is there an antidote! ?

Damn! If I die, what will Shen Jingli do?

Those black poisonous snakes under the mud must have been placed there in advance by Ying Wuyou.

Mo Cheng guessed…Ying Wuyou had deliberately put himself in a passive position just now, retreating to advance, and then luring him into the trap step by step! !

……

“Ying Wuyou, you...uh...!?” Before he could finish his words, Mo Cheng felt weak all over and fell straight to the ground.

His hands and feet were weak and he couldn't exert any strength at all. Only his eyes and mouth could move.

Mo Cheng looked up at Ying Wuyou, beads of sweat the size of beans sliding down his temples to his cheeks. He took a deep breath and asked about his doubts.

"Just now... you did that on purpose, didn't you...?!"

"Deliberately losing the battle just to lure out those pre-arranged venomous snakes!"

There was a sly smile in Ying Wuyou's bright eyes, and she looked arrogant. She squatted down leisurely, holding her cheeks with both hands, and spoke in a provocative tone.

"No, I'm playing with you... like a dog."

"!!!!!!"

After hearing these murderous words, Mo Cheng was so angry that his face turned red and he almost couldn't breathe.

Ying Wuyou snorted and said jokingly, "Why did you lose again!?"