The three women turned their heads in unison and saw Li Hang, dressed in a long, moon white robe, secured by a mere jade belt around his waist, walking on long, slender, sturdy legs and shaking a jade fan in his hand, waddling over.
"Who are you people? How dare you approach our female disciples of the Leaving Palace, are you tired of living?"
Tifa immediately shouted, drew out the sword at her waist, leapt into mid-air and made a beautiful spin, killing towards Li Hang.
As soon as he said that, he saw that Tifa was like a light white train, flying and stabbing at Li Hang in a beautiful spiral.
Li Hang's deep eyes narrowed. He had prepared this outfit carefully so that he could give the three women a good impression of being suave and elegant, and he did not want to fight with them right away.
"As the saying goes, a good man doesn't fight with a woman, this beauty let's have a good talk, it's not good to shout and shout."
"Who's talking to you? Take my sword first!"
Tifa had already been waiting impatiently for a long time, she was still waiting to kill Li Hang, and then she would hurry to choose a birthday gift for her master.
As the words fell, Tifa had already darted to Li Hang's side, and her sword was just a fraction of a millimetre away from plunging directly into Li Hang's heart.
However, Li Hang had a faint smile on his face at this time, only to see two of his fingers gently clamping down on Tifa's sharp sword stabbing at him, followed by a slight twist of his fingertips, and the sword head broke into two pieces.
"Damn it! How dare you destroy my Seven Star Sword, it was a coming-of-age gift from my master, and you bastard destroyed it! I'll kill you!"
Infuriated, Tifa stabbed Li Hang's heart once again with the Seven Star Sword with the broken arrow.
There was no trace of tension between Li Hang's eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth curved up a little wider.
He saw his finger draw a circle in the air similar to the yin and yang taiji, followed by Tifa's fierce stabbing of the broken sword in the air, which kept floating up and down with the arc of Li Hang's finger.
Seeing this, Xu Muqing and Gu Yanxi both showed a very shocked expression.
Especially Gu Yanxi, she was not as calm as Xu Muqing and hurriedly shouted out, "What is your relationship with the Nine Stars Palace? Why do you know the Nine Stars Technique, a masterpiece of the Nine Stars Palace that is not passed down to the public?"
To this question, Li Hang did not answer, he reached out his hand and pulled Tifa, who was making a secondary attack on him, into his arms, and graciously enclosed her in the middle of his sturdy arms.
"Bastard, you let go of me! You rotten rascal! Let go of me!"
Tifa had never thought that after twenty years of training, she would be defeated by a man who had no spiritual power in his body.
But no matter how hard she struggled, her opponent's arms were like pincers, firmly stuck on her body, and there was no way to break free.
"Beauty, do you know that rubbing yourself in a man's arms so incessantly is a very, very torturous thing for a man to do?"
Xu Haoran appeared out of nowhere at this time and coldly flirted with Tifa.
As soon as those words came out, Tifa's entire body felt like she had been nudged and jerked to a halt in her movements.
It was because at this moment she felt something hard pushing up from her hips down!