The current atmosphere is called real saber rattling, three large tables are put together, and the Ten Thousand Demon Society and the Strange Affairs Division sit at both ends and stare at each other, as if they can fight at any time.

But I know that they are only making a violent quarrel on the surface, and they have to find a way to reconcile this matter in the end.

After all, the current situation is like this, in order to resist the attacks of the Demon Realm and Qingqiu, the Alien Affairs Department must not give up the ally of the Ten Thousand Demon Society.

Therefore, this matter will definitely compromise with each other in the end, but now everyone is angry, so there will be a big fight, and maybe there will be a fight.

Sure enough, these people couldn't talk about it at all, and the three real people who came out of the Sword Sect were quite characterful, and they began to despise Lao Xiong and their origins when they didn't agree with each other.

Now the human race does occupy the position of the protagonist, and the living space of the other races that it crushes has plummeted, and they have become the well-deserved bosses, but the cultivation of the fifth master Bai and the boss bear is no worse than the three real people of the Sword Sect, and there is even a considerable backstage behind the fifth master Bai.

There is a backstage behind them, Bai Wu Taiye's waist pole is also very hard, the two sides are arguing, Bai Wu Tai Ye insists that he is avenging his grandson, there is nothing wrong with it, but the old man of the Sword Sect bites Bai Wu Taiye's grandson is not right, it is harmful to people, or it has already harmed people.

Naturally, Fifth Master Bai couldn't just recognize it, so the quarrel between the two sides was called a lively and inextricable relationship.

"That's enough!" Boss Xiong slapped the table, and several mineral water bottles on the table suddenly exploded, and the remaining ones flew up more than ten meters high.

"You old bastards/things have a mouth on you. Boss Xiong pointed at the faces of the three Sword Sect Jindan real people and scolded, spitting at the stars and flying wildly.

"Aren't you unconvinced?

Fifth Master Bai also stood up, these old guys not only practiced demon methods, but also cultivated Shinto, and their methods were quite difficult, relatively speaking, Boss Xiong and Lao Xiong, who were relatively pure monsters, were a little easier to deal with.

There is a reason why Jinhua Niangniang found five nests of monsters to support them, and there is no love in the world for no reason.

As soon as Boss Xiong slapped the table like this, the Sword Sect master on the opposite side was also anxious.

The Sword Sect is one of the oldest sects in the Heart of the Realm, and even after hearing history repeat itself, the evolution of history has not been able to erase their existence.

Such a powerful sect heard this, so the last Taoist took the case.

"You evildoers, if you want to fight, draw down a charter, and I will accompany you with the wind people!"

With the clouds, with the rain, with the wind, this is the Tao number of the three Jindan real people.

Zheng Fatzi saw it and hurriedly mediated.

We can all see that it is probably impossible not to fight a battle today, but we must try to control them as much as possible, and don't let them really fight real fire, otherwise half of Yangcheng will be wiped off the ground.

"Everyone, please defuse, and don't forget, the real threat is yet to come. ”

As he spoke, Fat Zheng turned to the direction of the Sword Sect Suiyun Zhenren.

"Once the accident starts, then I'm afraid that the tragedy will have to happen again, and your Sword Sect is willing to sink like this?"

I didn't understand Zheng Fatzi's words a little, but his words were very useful, and the huge mountain-like momentum on the three of them finally subsided a little.

It's not good to be an intermediary for them, just like just now, these two parties are-for-tat, and the two momentum collide with each other, but they put us in the middle, so it's not uncomfortable.

"Then what do you say?" Suiyun Zhenren glanced at Zheng Fatzi and asked with the white beard under his chin.

Zheng Fatzi didn't answer Yun Zhenren's words, but turned around and looked at Bai Wuye and them.

"It's the same with you three old-timers, I'm afraid that grandma doesn't want you to make a fuss, right? Tsk!"

As he spoke, Fat Zheng shook his head.

Fifth Master Bai and Boss Xiong, as well as the iron-faced old man, suddenly looked a little ugly.

"It's useless to be ripped off!" Fifth Master Bai waved his hand and said, "Little fat man, if you have an idea, then you say, don't scare us here, are we really scared?"

These people don't have fuel-efficient lamps, they are all thieves from their hometowns, so Zheng Fatzi didn't show any resentment, but smiled like a child of more than 300 pounds.

"Well, you see that you both have such a tacit understanding, why don't you have a competition?"

"How do you compare?" asked Fifth Master Bai.

Zheng Fatzi looked at the heads of the two sides, and then said: "I think the two of you will either compete in three games, win three games and two wins, apologize and compensate for the loss, release the wind to various sects, and directly admit defeat, and then this matter will be over, what do you think?"

Fifth Master Bai grabbed his hair, and then rubbed it on his clothes, if he didn't know the true identity of this person, I am afraid that he would be regarded as an ordinary old man.

"What do you think of the three old monsters over there?

"Our senior brothers are still afraid that you will not succeed?" Suifeng Zhenren had a temper, so he slapped the table directly.

"Then what the hell do you say?" said Boss Xiong on the side, rolling up his sleeves as he spoke, ready to do anything at any time to see what it meant.

"Don't be in a hurry, we have to talk about it before the competition, what kind of compensation the losing side will come up with, and how to apologize, we can't just fool the past!" Suiyun Zhenren said.

Boss Xiong nodded when he heard this, although these people have a big shelf, they are really not wrong about this.

Then the gang began to study what the losing side should pay for the winning side, and there was another dispute.

But fortunately, this time it was not as fierce as the one just now, and there was no direct intention of going to war.

After more than half an hour, the two sides finally reached an agreement on the issue of resources. This is a considerable amount, and Zheng Fatzi may not be able to take it out, these people have really made a lot of money.

"Alright, it's time to do it, right?"

Boss Xiong stood up directly, and this time he was the first to stand up and take the lead.

Suifeng Zhenren did not show weakness, and counted the two of them quarreling fiercely just now.

"Bear Demon, I'm here to fight you!" As he spoke, a cyan long sword appeared in the hand of the real person with the wind, and the person with the blue light thorn on the blade couldn't open his eyes.

Boss Xiong did not show weakness, a red axe that was three turns larger than a car tire appeared in his hand, and a monstrous blood wave came out from the big axe, and even a roaring sound could be heard.

If you don't agree with each other, you will start doing it, which is actually the true portrayal of this world of cultivation.