Tong He's eyebrows were upside down, and the battle spirit around his body involuntarily surged.

Tong He's whole body was surrounded by a blue battle aura.

If Tong He made a move, Qin Shuang would definitely die.

Mo said that Qin Shuang was hit by a sword behind his back, even if he was in his heyday, he could not be able to defeat Tong He with the eighth-rank martial artist realm.

Seeing that his beloved disciple was stoned to death by Qin Shuang who didn't know what to use, Tong He couldn't bear it.

Tong He roared angrily: "Qin Shuangxiao'er, this seat wants your life." ”

Sou!

In a flash, Tong He rose in the air, his body was vigorous and light, his momentum was vigorous, and a strong murderous aura instantly filled the entire living room.

Qin Shuang had already held the belief of fighting to the death.

Even in the face of an invincible enemy, he was not afraid.

However, at this critical juncture, suddenly a figure jumped up and directly blocked Tong He.

"Lao Tzu drink a drink, you quarrel, you quarrel, let you quarrel again. ”

The figure was the old drunkard.

Tong He's powerful coercion had no effect on the old drunkard.

After the old drunkard jumped up, he grabbed Tong He's shoulder, and the battle qi outside Tong He's body turned out to be nothing, and he couldn't stop the old drunkard at all.

Catching Tong He, the old drunkard scolded and scolded Tong He with a big mouth.

Bang Bang Bang!

There are no moves, no forms, no form, and the old drunkard is outside his body, and there is not even the slightest sign of surging war.

But in front of him, Tong He was like a child, completely incapable of fighting back.

Tong He, who had a big mouth, was stunned at that time.

More than a dozen big mouths went up, Tong He's eyes were full of stars, his front teeth didn't know where to fly, Fang Cai's momentum disappeared completely, and now he fell to the ground, and the old drunkard still didn't give up.

Flying foot cannons, scratching and scratching, and all kinds of street brawl moves beckoned to Tong He.

"Noisy, you quarrel again, Lao Tzu's interest in drinking has been disturbed by you, and you will be beaten to death. ”

"You stop me, where to run. ”

The Fifth Elder of the Xuanjian Sect was completely stunned, he originally wanted to kill Qin Shuang, but suddenly a figure blocked him, his instinctive defense, and even wanted to fight back, but he was horrified to find that his defense and counterattack were ineffective.

Next, the big mouth, punching and kicking begins.

Before the hit was over on the ground, Tong He's nose and mouth were bleeding, and he couldn't even figure out what was going on.

In order to be less beaten, Tong He turned around and ran.

Unexpectedly, the old drunkard chased after him, and after catching up, he grabbed Tong He's clothes, and it was a new round of fists and kicks.

This scene was quite dramatic, and everyone present was dumbfounded, even Tong He's disciples were stunned.

However, Mo Zhenkong was bitter in his heart, and at the same time extremely shocked, he saw the old drunkard for the first time, he could beat Tong He like this, he had no power to parry at all, and the strength of the old drunkard could only be described as hidden.

Although Qin Shuang knew in his heart that the old drunkard was not an ordinary person, he was still secretly surprised when he saw this scene.

A strong man in the late stage of a martial artist, in front of an old drunkard, weak like a baby.

"Master, master, who are you, and what kind of secrets are hidden in you?"

It took a hundred breaths for the old drunkard to stop.

Looking at Tong He again, curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, he completely lost his previous appearance.

The old drunkard said angrily: "Wang Balamb, no matter how noisy you are, believe it or not, I will beat you to death?"

Tong He is completely convinced.

"Seniors spare their lives, spare their lives, the little old man doesn't dare. ”

"Phew, I'm tired of Lao Tzu, you old bastard is quite resistant to beating, get out, don't let me see you again, otherwise, I'll tear down your old bones." With that, the old drunkard waved one hand, and all the wine on the three tables disappeared.

The old drunkard came to Qin Shuang's side in a leisurely manner.

"Good, good, are you alright?"

"Master, I'm fine. ”

"Well, full of wine and food, beautiful, let's go back and drink again, the air here is turbid and stinky, not good, not good. Qin Shuang held the old drunkard and slowly left the living room.

Looking at the mess in the living room, Mo Zhenkong looked helpless.

After Qin Shuang and the old drunkard left, Tong He's two personal disciples approached.

"Master, master?" The third disciple, Zhao Yifan, patted Tong He, who was curled up in a ball, startling Tong He.

"Ah...... , don't fight, don't fight, I'm convinced. ”

The helplessness and shame on the faces of the people of the Xuanjian Sect were instead the masters of the Yunlan Martial Mansion, secretly snickering, relieved in their hearts.

"Master, they're gone, it's okay. ”

After a long time, Tong He calmed down, he slowly got up, looked left and right, as if he was afraid that the old drunkard was still there.

Everyone looked at it and almost laughed, at this moment, Tong He's nose and face were swollen, his cheeks were like freshly steamed steamed buns, covered in dust, and his hair was messy, so he couldn't even ask for food.

"Go, go. Tong He glanced around and hurriedly walked out, ignoring even the corpse of the eldest disciple.

The rest of the Xuanjian Sect was helpless, carried the corpse on their backs, and followed Tong He away in embarrassment.

When Tong He walked to the door, Mo Zhenkong greeted: "Senior Tong, wait." ”

Tong He didn't pay attention to Mo Zhenkong at all, walked out of the living room directly, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

The strength of the old drunkard made Tong He extremely frightened, he calculated, don't say that it was him, even if it was the Great Elder of the Xuanjian Sect, or even the sect master, I am afraid that he would not be an opponent.

Qin Shuang actually had such a master by his side, just relying on them, it was useless.

Tong He secretly scolded Mo Zhenkong in his heart, because Mo Zhenkong didn't mention this person to him at all.

Right now, if you continue to stay, you can only be embarrassed, and if you don't do it, people will wake up and come back, and you will have to lose your life.

After a good banquet, the building was empty, and only a mess remained.

The six masters of Yunlan Martial Mansion couldn't help laughing, only Mo Zhenkong's face was solemn.

"Hehe, laughing at me, really laughing at me, I almost couldn't hold back just now. ”

"Haha, me too, what kind of Xuanjian Sect, relying on a lot of people to bully people, Qin Shuang is just a student, they actually take turns to fight, and they are two against one, it's really shameful. ”

"Shhh...... How much do you know about the old drunkard? This old guy usually seems crazy, but he didn't expect his strength to be so strong. ”

"Yes, it's really a real person who doesn't show his face, and his realm is afraid that he is going to surpass the martial artist realm. ”

"Well, I think it's the mansion master, and it may not be his opponent, it's really strange, our Yunlan Martial Mansion actually hides such a master. ”

Several masters of the Yunlan Martial Mansion were discussing, and Mo Zhenkong heard their conversation, and his already depressed mood became even more irritable.

"Hmph, that's enough. ”

Mo Zhenkong snorted, and everyone suddenly fell silent.

"Ask someone to clean up this place, today's matter, it's better not to leak it out. ”

These people, although they are Mo Zhenkong's subordinates, they don't understand the mystery, and seeing that Mo Zhenkong's face is not good at this moment, they don't say anything more.