Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1812 is a bit complicated
Whether your martial arts skills are high or not depends on who you compare with.

We don't need to go back too far in time, just one year ago. If Yang Yiyi had tried to deal with this monk at that time, she would have had to use all her skills and even need Li Chengxi's help to have a chance of winning.

But things are different now. I did nothing after coming back from the Western Regions, so it turned out to be useful for Yang Yiyi to practice martial arts well.

Although Yang Yiyi's current attribute values ​​are not against the sky, she has learned a lot of magical skills. What she lacks most is actually brains and long-term accumulation. That's why Li Chengxi doesn't want Yang Yiyi to get involved in messy things. It would be better if she could just find a place and wait for us to be invincible before coming out.

It is not too difficult for Yang Yiyi to defeat this monk by herself, but it will definitely take time. For Ning Xianer, who does not have the same problems as Yang Yiyi, it will naturally not be a problem either.

The two of them kicked the foreign monks in front of them away almost at the same time, one after the other. The difference was that one was chopped by Yang Yiyi and blood was gushing out, while the other was kicked by Ning Xian'er and his bones might not be healthy...

The prince was very confident at first, but he didn't expect that the two masters around him were knocked down in less than twenty moves. A look of panic flashed across his face.

"Guards on both sides, take them down for you!"

The attribute values ​​of this prince are not low. I believe that in terms of martial arts, he cannot be said to be a small fry in the entire martial arts world.

But if you think carefully about the fighting ability levels of the children of the rich and powerful, such as Li Yingluo, you will know that they practice martial arts only to strengthen their bodies and to have certain self-defense abilities, and being able to fight is not their focus.

Seeing that the two masters he relied on were knocked down on the spot, the prince was sensible and retreated without hesitation.

The guards behind him rushed forward to protect his safe evacuation. You would have thought it was arranged long ago, it was so skillful and smooth.

——You must have been beaten many times, right?

At this moment, a figure flashed and Shen Qingluo appeared beside the prince without any warning. He looked like a child, but with one palm strike, the prince's head would probably explode like a watermelon on the spot.

Of course there was a reason why Shen Qingluo, who had not taken any action until now, suddenly took action.

This is the reason...

With a crisp sound, the gushing internal force instantly blew over the guards around the prince. The prince himself was blown like a rolling gourd and almost rolled out of the tent. He was in a very embarrassing state.

"Good senior sister, you are so bad-tempered. Is it because of irregular menstruation?"

"My dear junior sister, after all, I am not like you, who is about to go through menopause."

With the same short stature, the same martial arts skills, and even the same emphasis, Shen Qingshuang suddenly appeared and stopped Shen Qingluo at the critical moment.

Shen Qingluo did not take action immediately because she knew that Shen Qingshuang must be nearby. She recognized the technique of the human skin mask on the substitute's face at a glance.

The reason why she took action now was naturally to force Shen Qingshuang out. Moreover, the two monks were already lying on the ground, and the guards around the prince were just a bunch of scum.

So, is there a better opportunity than this?
Ning Xian'er was the first to react and immediately stepped forward to grab the prince who was rolling on the ground.

Yang Yiyi was a little slow to react, after all, her brain was not that sharp. She originally wanted to help Shen Qingluo, but when she saw Ning Xianer rushing up to grab the prince, she immediately understood what she meant.

The two of them activated the underground escape technique almost at the same time, bypassing Shen Qingluo and Shen Qingshuang. Their figures flashed, and they appeared one after the other beside the prince who was trying to get up.

Come to think of it, she had just met Shen Qingshuang during the day, but she didn't even have the interest to look at Yang Yiyi any more.

Although she was basically fully focused when she was facing Shen Qingluo, she let Yang Yiyi and Ning Xianer pass so easily.

There was no way she didn't know that with their abilities, they could kill the prince in just one round.

Did he not want to save the prince, or...

A bad premonition flashed through Li Chengxi's mind, and at this time Yang Yiyi and Ning Xianer had already raised their fists to fight.

He quickly grabbed the microphone:
"Back off!" Yang Yiyi's body listened to Li Chengxi's words more than her brain. She immediately retracted her fist and made a gesture to step back, but Ning Xian'er didn't have this habit. When she heard Li Chengxi's voice, she had already struck down with a palm.

--boom!

There was a loud noise like a bomb exploding, smoke and shock spread quickly, and everyone looked towards the door of the tent in surprise.

Yang Yiyi and Ning Xian'er flew backwards to the left and right almost at the same time. The difference was that Yang Yiyi had already made a backward gesture, and she flew out just by going with the flow, flipping her body and landing steadily on the ground.

Ning Xian'er seemed to be knocked flying by someone and had difficulty adjusting her body position until a blue light came from behind her and seemed to catch her, and then she landed safely.

When she raised her hand, she saw that the sleeve of the cotton coat seemed to be blown apart, revealing Ning Xianer's skin. A very clear red palm print appeared on her originally fair arm.

At that moment, someone slapped Ning Xian'er. If she hadn't reacted quickly, the slap would have been fatal.

Shen Qingluo glared at Shen Qingshuang, while Shen Qingshuang looked indifferent. The two of them tacitly gave up the fight and jumped back at the same time, returning to their original positions.

At this time, the smoke dispersed, and a group of people who had not existed just now were blocking the door of the big tent.

These people don't look like soldiers. If you have to say, they look more like bandits from the nearby bandit camp.

Shen Qingshuang just happened to fall on the left side of this group of people, which means, we are in the same group.

Bandits + Shen Qingshuang + the prince of the north, this series of keywords made Li Chengxi feel more and more uneasy.

"You are a good fighter, but unfortunately, I have seen your skills, and the Tianjue Palace is no better than this."

The leader was a man who was a little younger than the prince. He casually wore a wolfskin cloak without any inner clothes, revealing his bulging muscles.

It's basically like a muscular man running around in the snow with a leaky fur coat on.

Wearing this on the street looks great, but here...

Damn, I can tell at first glance that he is not a small fry.

As he spoke, he showed a slightly regretful expression and pulled the prince up from the ground.

"Brother, I am a little late, please forgive me."

"Bastard thing!"

The prince not only refused to thank him, but he jumped up and started to curse:

"I sent someone to deliver a letter to you, and you transferred a little girl to help me. What is your intention?"

The sturdy man was in a good mood, but when he heard what he said, his face immediately fell, but he didn't say anything back.

However, Shen Qingshuang, who was called a little girl, rolled her eyes at the prince and looked as if she didn't want to pay any attention to him.

"Don't worry, bro. Qingshuang is a skilled martial artist and won't..."

"No, what? Stop making excuses. Think about who allowed you to live until now!"

The sturdy man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Wait, this relationship looks a bit complicated.

(End of this chapter)