Even though Sima Yifeng was not in good condition at the moment, he was still evenly matched with Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng!

Song Yaoyao waved her hands and called out:

"Brother, go ahead, brother, go ahead!"

Everyone had already known the meaning of the word "oil" from Song Yaoyao.

When Sima Yifeng heard this, he attacked the two men and shouted:

"Girl, you only care about your two brothers, but not me?"

"Ah? Valley Master Sima, you don't need it anymore, right?

After all, your martial arts skills are so high that you can fight without losing at all!

This shows how high your martial arts skills are!"

"You have good taste!"

…

After a long time, the winner has not been decided!

It looked quite lively and exciting at the beginning, but after a while, Song Yaoyao felt a little visually fatigued.

Song Yaoyao looked at the three of them and shouted:

"Since it's so hard to decide the winner, you should stop fighting."

Before Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng could say anything, Sima Yifeng said:

"No, I must decide the winner with these two brats tomorrow!"

"During the break, just enjoy the fun for a while. If you keep fighting like this, you'll delay your journey."

"No, I have made up my mind."

Song Yaoyao couldn't persuade Sima Yifeng, so she could only turn around and persuade Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng:

"Two brothers, please stop fighting."

"good."

Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng were ready to stop, but Sima Yifeng kept chasing them!

The two were forced to fight back, and Song Qinghui shouted:

"Yaoyao, this old man is chasing us, we can't stop!"

Song Yaoyao looked at Sima Yifeng again:

"Master Sima, we'll just consider you the winner, okay? Stop immediately!"

"You little bitch, what are you going to do to make me win? I don't like cheating!"

…

Song Yaoyao tried to persuade him for a long time, but Sima Yifeng showed no intention of stopping. Song Yaoyao was also a little angry and shouted:

"Old man, you forced me to do this."

"Girl, you don't know martial arts, how can you help them deal with me?"

"Old man, are you mocking me for not knowing martial arts?

"Okay, okay, you've pissed me off."

Song Yaoyao turned around and walked directly to the SUV, opened the door, got in, fastened her seat belt, and pulled the handbrake, all in one breath!

Song Yaoyao was driving an off-road vehicle, with the exhaust gas pointed at Sima Yifeng and the other three.

Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng didn't feel anything when they smelled the scent, but Sima Yifeng was different.

For people who are prone to motion sickness, this smell will make them feel even more nauseous.

Sima Yifeng suppressed the urge to vomit and cursed:

"You stinky girl, you are so wicked."

As soon as he finished saying this, Sima Yifeng could no longer hold it back and vomited out.

Seeing this situation, Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng immediately stopped.

Song Yaoyao stuck her head out of the car window and shouted:

"Old man, aren't you arrogant?

Don't think I can't deal with you just because I don't have martial arts skills.

snort! "

Song Yaoyao said to Song Qinghui and the others:

"We've been delayed for quite a while. Big Brother, Little Brother, Lingyi, get in the car.

As for Sima Guzhu and his apprentice, they could either ride in a pickup truck or in a carriage. If that didn't work, they could use their Qinggong skills to fly.

Anyway, they have a way to catch up."