Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Three types of heroes?

Lin Pingzhi was stunned for a moment.

Is this move so casual?

"I'm not interested in fighting with you." Lin Pingzhi said lightly.

He is more worried about Ah Zhu's injury now.

He didn't want to fight Hong Antong at all.

But Lin Pingzhi's choice, in Hong Antong's eyes, was timid.

"What? The famous Mr. Mingyue, are you afraid today?" Hong Antong sneered.

Lin Pingzhi simply ignored his words.

He just wanted Ah Zhu to be cured.

Although Lin Pingzhi ignored it.

But Miao Renfeng couldn't bear it.

"Hong Antong." Miao Renfeng called to Hong Antong, "Let me meet you."

He held a sword in his hand and held a sword flower.

Hong Antong looked at Miao Renfeng.

He didn't want to fight Miao Renfeng in his heart.

Because Miao Renfeng's reputation is too great.

After all, the invincible fighter who became famous early on, the Golden Face Buddha.

In his eyes, compared to Lin Pingzhi, Miao Renfeng was more troublesome.

What's more, Hong Antong wants to regain the face he lost in Hangzhou.

So he must fight Lin Pingzhi.

"Hmph, the dignified Master Mingyue won't be afraid, right?" Hong Antong sarcastically said.

?Lin Pingzhi looked at Hong Antong indifferently.

"Since you said you were afraid, then be afraid. I'm not in the mood to do anything today." Lin Pingzhi said lightly.

But in Hong Antong's view, this scene was just an excuse for Lin Pingzhi's fear of losing.

"Really? Do you not want to do it, or are you afraid to do it?" Hong Antong sneered.

Miao Renfeng couldn't take it anymore.

Hong Antong taunted Lin Pingzhi, as a father-in-law, he really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hong Antong, I challenge you, do you dare to accept it? It doesn't matter whether you live or die!" Miao Renfeng looked at Hong Antong coldly and said.

In his opinion, dealing with a Hong Antong is not a big problem.

Hong Antong's face was a little ugly.

Miao Renfeng was too famous, so he didn't dare to fight with Miao Renfeng.

Originally, he thought that his martial arts had improved so that he could bully Lin Pingzhi.

Now it seems that this is not worthwhile.

"Sigh, I originally thought that Mr. Mingyue is young and has great martial arts skills. I thought about it and compared it. Now it seems that I, Hong, have been mistaken."

Hong Antong said with regret.

"Forget it, forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't compare or not."

As he said that, he looked behind and walked.

Hong Antong is not a three-year-old child either.

It is impossible to compare him with Miao Renfeng.

As for the large number of people on your side?

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms earlier sent his fat and thin Toutuo, even the White Dragon Envoy, flying away.

Even if the remaining four dragon envoys go up together, they are still no match for Su Mingyue.

What's more, there is a Miao Renfeng here.

If there is a real fight, their Shenlong Cult will undoubtedly lose.

Even if you add the beggar gang, according to Chen Youliang's pissing nature, it is useless.

If Lin Pingzhi was not around, Hong Antong would dare to start a war with Fuwei Escort.

After all, in his opinion, the only masters Fuwei Escort can handle are Miao Renfeng and Li Mochou.

Although Lin Pingzhi is not in the mood now, he doesn't care what Hong Antong said.

But except for Miao Renfeng.

Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu could not see Hong Antong mocking Lin Pingzhi like this.

"Surnamed Hong, stop for me!"

Li Mochou shouted directly at Hong Antong.

Xiao Longnu also stared at him coldly.

Hong Antong raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Mochou suspiciously.

"Oh? Fairy Chilian, what's the matter?" Hong Antong asked.

Seeing Li Mochou standing up, Lin Pingzhi also shouted softly.

"Forget it, don't worry about him." Lin Pingzhi said flatly.

He was really not in the mood to fight Hong Antong.

It was not Li Mochou who answered Lin Pingzhi, but Xiao Longnv.

"No!" Xiao Longnu said coldly, "He dares to insult you, how can he be lightly forgiven?"

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi knew that Li Mochou and Xiao Longnv were probably planning to make a move.

But for Hong Antong to be so confident, he might have improved his martial arts.

Lin Pingzhi really didn't dare to let Li Mochou or Xiao Longnv fight Hong An.

"Forget it, I'll come."

"Moon!"

Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu's expressions changed.

Realizing what they did just now, they helped Hong Antong force Lin Pingzhi to take action.

Feel the apologetic gazes of Li Mochou and Xiaolongnv.

With a faint smile on Lin Pingzhi's face, he comforted softly: "It's nothing, it's just a Hong Antong."

Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu wanted to talk again, but Hong An couldn't take it anymore.

"Su Mingyue, what do you mean! What is a mere Hong Antong!"

Hong Antong said in a panic.

He felt that he was underestimated by Lin Pingzhi.

In fact, Lin Pingzhi never looked at Hong Antong directly.

It's not that Lin Pingzhi underestimated Hong Antong, but that Hong Antong underestimated Lin Pingzhi.

Although Hong Antong's martial arts improved, wouldn't Lin Pingzhi's martial arts improve?

What's more, after learning the Marrow Washing Sutra, Lin Pingzhi's martial arts improved by a full tenth!

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I'll take care of you now." Lin Pingzhi said flatly.

It seems that solving Hong Antong is just a matter of effort.

Hong Antong was furious, and he yelled at the Shenlong Cult disciples behind him.

"You all get out of my way."

The red dragon envoy hurriedly took the members of the Shenlong Cult away.

Hong Antong's eyes were red, he felt that he had been greatly insulted!

"Die, Su Mingyue!"

He stepped on the ever-changing magic and attacked Lin Pingzhi.

"Roar!"

Lin Ping's record of subduing the dragon with twenty-eight palms was shot.

Hong Antong's expression changed.

He turned around abruptly, dodging Lin Pingzhi's Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms.

But the palm hit far away.

Behind Hong Antong, more than a dozen members of the Shenlong sect died directly.

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi's attack was powerful, Miao Renfeng nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that during this period of time, his martial arts has improved again.

Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu stared at Lin Pingzhi closely.

It was not easy to see Lin Pingzhi for the first time, and their eyes did not want to leave him for a moment.

Hong Antong didn't care about the life or death of his followers.

He quickly wanted to take advantage of this gap and attack Lin Pingzhi.

"Three styles of heroes!"

Hong Antong shouted loudly, and his body slid his shovel towards Lin Pingzhi.

When Lin Pingzhi raised his foot, a whirlwind swept his legs.

"boom!"

The whirlwind sweeping leaf leg collided with Hong Antong's sliding shovel.

Hong Antong flew into the sky and grabbed Lin Pingzhi's head again.

Lin Pingzhi turned towards Hong Antong coldly.

He had to admit that Hong Antong was indeed stronger.

But it's just some show.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes froze, and his hands clenched into claws.

"Nine Yin White Bone Claws!"

Just heard "呲啦".

Lin Pingzhi had already scratched Hong Antong's arm with five bloodstains.

Lin Pingzhi still had five strips of cloth from Hong Antong's clothes on his claws.

"That's it?"

Throw the five cloth strips in your hand to the ground.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Hong Antong contemptuously.

Hong Antong gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Pingzhi with hatred.

At this time, Lu Wushuang, who had helped A'Zhu to find Cheng Lingsu, quickly ran out.

"Master, son!"