The voice was full of milk, the strong man turned around, and everyone saw clearly that this was a young man less than seven feet tall, with eyes like a star, red lips and white teeth, really beautiful eyebrows, dressed in white, and carrying a three-foot Qingfeng behind him.

"Lightsaber! He's ...... Little Sword Demon Dugu wins!"

"Little Sword Demon, I wonder who is better than this little Sword Demon's swordsmanship compared to the Jiang family's hidden night Tingxue?"

Everyone was amazed, the age of the little sword demon is not young, no one knows how long he has lived, some people say that he is old, and some people say that he is already a centenarian, thanks to the fact that he once accidentally ate a rare longevity fruit in a hundred years, since then it has grown retrograde, plus he is obsessed with swordsmanship, and his attainments are extraordinary, and he also has the title of little sword demon.

The fire Dao man chuckled: "The little sword demons are here, it is really not as I expected, today's Golden Hook Gambling House is really lively, and the rest of the Daoists are still waiting to invite them in person?"

I heard nearly ten people walking out of the crowd from all over the place, and each of them exuded a domineering and compelling power, carrying treasures and rejecting people from thousands of miles away.

They don't know each other, but they all come for one purpose.

"White-eyed old Buddha Ning Zhi, cyclamen Sun Ming, Spear Saint Li and Lai ......"

"What is the situation? Why are so many powerful and powerful people gathering here at once?"

Cold sweat was already dripping from the strong man's forehead, and his intuition told him that each of these people could easily tear himself to pieces, the upper and lower rows of teeth were shivering, and the muscles of both arms were as wilted as deflated balls.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

At this moment, I heard the movement of walnuts playing upstairs, and a short, fat and ugly middle-aged man with a smile on his face, wearing ordinary coarse linen clothes like ordinary people, trembled downstairs.

This person doesn't have the slightest strength in him, even an ordinary person can definitely slap him to the ground.

But it was such an ugly and fat dwarf, and no one dared to ignore him, and the lavishly decorated hall seemed to be frozen, and the boiling water was completely silent, except for the sound of walnuts.

"The fairy tiger dog, the mighty walk, the shaking is majestic, and you must bow your head when you see me. ”

As he spoke, more than a dozen powerful people in the True Hall were so obedient that they knelt on the ground, whether it was the little sword demon or the fire path person, they all had dignified faces and were extremely humble.

Sun Jiuzhong is a poor bastard, if it was twenty years ago, some people might believe this sentence, but today, people will only say it

The man who said this is crazy.

How could the owner of the largest money bank and the largest gambling house in Xia Zhou be a poor ghost?

In life, if you can achieve great things in the world, you must have seven points of strength, two points of luck, and the most important point is the support of nobles. Sun Jiuzhong has met a noble man, and it has been twenty years now.

Behind him, there stood respectfully a thirty-year-old young man, dressed as a scholar, with a lupine scarf, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing this person, the little sword demon's expression was also more reverent and cautious, although he was already a great avenue and had stepped into the ranks of powerful and powerful people, he knew very well that this young man with a smile could put him to death at any time.

This time, hundreds of people didn't even dare to discuss it in a whisper, who dared to whisper in front of the white-faced smiling scholar who ranked seventh on the god list at a young age? There is only one white-faced smiling scholar, and there is only one person in the whole world who can make the smiling scholar willing to give up his life to protect him.

Sun Jiu looked at him twice: "Have you received all the letters?"

"It's all received!" replied the mighty men.

"Then let's go, this interception, each performs its own duties, and the more deaths, the better. ”

"Yes!"

More than a dozen people quietly retreated again, like a breeze.

The strong man was still standing, and after passing shoulders beside a few people, his body had begun to crack one after another, and he was dismantled in an instant.

Sun Jiuzhong did not return upstairs, but uncharacteristically stood in front of the door, squatting there and looking out, his expression revealing the expectation of a teenager. After such a commotion, the table could not be played, and everyone wanted to leave but did not dare to pass through this door, so they had to wait together.

What was the rich man waiting for? Everyone was curious.

Two hours passed.

Suddenly, Sun Jiuzhong rushed towards the door in surprise, ran down the steps and stepped on the air, and after falling hard, he didn't care about the support of his subordinates, he still jumped up and ran with a smile, and when everyone was stunned, he had walked back with a foil, and he saddled the middle-aged man behind him, full of spring breeze.

Until the man sat in the center of the hall, all eyes were on.

"You...... Why did you come here all of a sudden? I wouldn't know if it hadn't been seen by the people below. Sun Jiuzhong was busy excitedly, tears appeared in his eyes, he started the incense burner, boiled new tea, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement, "I know that you don't like big movements, so you didn't dare to set up a banquet." ”

"You're doing a great job. Jiang Tiandao looked out the window, smiling, the weather was very good, but unfortunately there was no drizzle.

From beginning to end, the eyes of the white-faced smiling scholar did not dare to look at him, but it was always difficult to hide his inner excitement and blood

Squirting, only dare to peek and see.

After drinking half a cup of tea, Jiang Tiandao smiled lightly: "You and I haven't seen each other for twenty years, right?"

"Twenty years and seventy-three days. Sun Jiuzhong filled the tea for him and asked, "How is your health? Have you ever taken the ginseng and lingzhi I sent to you?" Your health has always been bad, I am worried about ......."

"That stuff is so bitter. ”

"Yes. Sun Jiuzhong replied, secretly engraved these words in his heart, and after a while, he took the initiative to say: "I have already sent all the people out, those so-called righteous people who vainly try to go to Beihong Mountain in the East Spirit Country to harm the four princes will be intercepted and killed halfway, and many people will die, and after the interception, these people will immediately rush to Beihong Mountain to rescue the four princes." ”

Sun Jiuzhong said and yawned, when the fourth prince of Jiang was in danger, he guessed that the Jiang family would be out, he guessed the night night listening to the snow, guessed the fishing regulars, and even guessed the Zhang Yunzhi who was at the top of the god list, but he never thought that the person who came was Jiang Tiandao, what kind of anger was this? He didn't dare to guess, and he didn't have the heart to guess again, after getting the news, he hadn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights.

Sun Jiuzhong was apprehensive in his heart, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What are you ...... when you came to Kyoto this time?"

"Kill. ”

With that, he got up and walked out the door.

Sun Jiuzhong didn't stop him, just bowed down to see him off, and then stood in front of the door for two full hours.

The little sword demon Dugu Sheng went and returned, and appeared behind the white-faced smiling scholar in confusion, staring at Sun Jiuzhong, who was full of tears outside the door, and asked the laughing scholar in a low voice: "Brother Dao, is that guest ......?"

"His surname is Jiang. There was infinite frenzy in the eyes of the laughing scholar.

"Surname Jiang? So what? Brother Dao, you have already ranked seventh on the God List, why are you afraid of this person?" said the little sword demon arrogantly.

"God List?" The laughing scholar smiled, "He is not in the God List......

"Then why ......"

"Because the god list is what he ranks. ”

The laughing scholar slowly walked out of the door, leaving behind a frightened and stunned little sword demon, and his thoughts were messy.

Three days later, Ren Yunxi, the fourth "Shura Sword Ancestor" on the list of gods in Jingzhou City, Zhang Bainian, the sixth "Ten Directions Xiucai", and Ouyang Jian, the eighth "Giant Spirit Immortal", died in Dongcheng, without the slightest trace of fighting, and even died tragically in the future.

These three big men born in legends all had two things in common at the last moment before they died, one was that they were all about to go to the Eastern Spirit Kingdom to find immortal treasures, and the other was that they were all terrified of death.

It's like, it's terrifying!

Nine Heavenly God Emperors