"Are you here to humiliate people?" Lu Ba's pale face was slightly red, and he said sharply: "Yes, my hand is broken, but Lao Tzu's bones are not broken, you can say anything directly." ”

Zong Bai originally had the intention of escaping, but now when he heard Lu Ba's words, he suddenly felt a trace of shame in his heart, thinking about himself, he has enough pockets today, do he have to nest some more, his face can be lost, but he is also the prison envoy of hell, and this hell's face can never be lost again.

Thinking of this, a sense of pride in dedicating oneself to hell suddenly arose.

"Yes, do you have gold in your mouth, and it's so difficult to say two more words?"

Lu Ba glanced sideways at Zong Bai and nodded with satisfaction.

"At this time, I dare to be hard-mouthed." Ren Wujian jumped out in all directions, pointed at the noses of the two and said, "You are asking for your own death." ”

The Emperor of Martial Arts stepped forward and said, "I, Heavenly Dao...... One, one hit. With his right hand stretched out, palm facing up, he beckoned to the two of them and made a gesture of martial arts.

"I'll come first!" Lu Ba pulled his hand casually, the buttons of his shirt popped out one by one, he took a deep breath, his chest cavity slowly expanded, and on his left hand, a flame slowly burned out.

Lu Ba slowly clenched his fists and closed his eyes, looking very intoxicated.

He ...... How could it be?! Ren Wujian Bafang was suddenly a little flustered, this strange scene, he had only seen it in the Emperor of Martial Arts in the past, and suddenly saw that Lu Ba was also such a master, and his heart was suddenly at a loss.

The Emperor of Martial Arts nodded and smiled, and said, "No self...... Without him, God ...... Earth...... Oneness ......"

Zong Bai's face was puzzled, looking at the situation, the Emperor of Martial Arts seemed to be mentioning Lu Ba, and couldn't help asking, "Why?" ”

"Weak." The Emperor of Martial Arts said expressionlessly.

Zong Bai had an urge to vomit blood, this disdain was too direct, he had an urge to step forward and slap the Emperor of Martial Arts.

There are very few strong people who can come to this step of rebirth, and Lu Ba can have today's achievements, not only relying on tattoos, but also his understanding is also very strong.

His eyebrows were tightly locked, and his eyebrows looked very solemn.

Ren Wujian Bafang was also very depressed, he found a towel, covered his bleeding forehead, and leaned against the wall to observe coldly.

After five minutes, Lu Ba's deeply furrowed eyebrows slowly stretched out, and he muttered, "I see." "His whole arm was in flames, the flames were burning his clothes, and the morning burns were healing rapidly.

Lu Ba is different from Tang Yulan, he has been reborn for many years, although his strength has stagnated, the foundation is very stable, and the power of mastering the rules is like a layer of window paper.

Once this layer of window paper was pierced, his years of accumulation suddenly played a role, like the Yellow River bursting its banks, surging like a tide, and his strength suddenly increased a lot.

"I see." Lu Ba slowly opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and muttered to himself: "I've been wandering in front of the door for too long, and today I have another realization, and I finally got into the door, God help me." ”

Zong Bai noticed that Lu Ba's eyes were flashing with a terrifying light, as if something very surprising and novel attracted him, and he couldn't help but feel extremely interested in it.

"Good!" The fierce light shot from Lu Ba's eyes fell on the Martial Emperor, and said, "Do it!" ”

His comprehension was deeper, although the injuries on his body had not healed, and his combat strength was not much worse than when he was at his peak. However, when looking at the Emperor of Martial Arts, he did not dare to be sloppy and lax.

The Emperor of Martial Arts simply stood there, but it gave people an unpredictable feeling, as if he was one with this heaven and earth.

The Emperor of Martial Arts shook his head at Lu Ba and said, "Two of you." ”

Lu Ba glanced at Zong Bai.

Zong Bai said in a deep voice: "For so many years, the two of us have not fought side by side, and I didn't expect to come twice on this day." It's a pity that there is only good tea here, not good wine. There was some regret in the words.

"Go." The Emperor of Martial Arts turned his head to look at the six generations, and said in a commanding tone, "Take the wine." ”

Ren Wujian didn't dare to disobey the order of the Emperor of Martial Arts, so he turned his head and walked out without saying a word, thinking secretly in his heart: "I've become a waiter." He left the teahouse, ran wildly, and bought two bottles of sake in the supermarket.

This is a good wine imported from the Japanese country, using rice and natural mineral water as raw materials, and it is also Ren Wujian's favorite liquor.

The cashier of the supermarket looked Ren Wujian up and down, as if he was looking at a neurotic.

It's no wonder that a big piece of skin was bumped on his forehead, and he didn't buy medicine and gauze to bandage it, and he had to drink alcohol, which is something that a drunkard can do.

Looking at the back of Ren Wujian Bafang leaving in a hurry, the salesman was even more convinced of his thoughts.

Ren Wujian hurriedly rushed to the third floor of the teahouse, panting into the box, seeing the Emperor of Wu and the two standing opposite each other, the battle had not yet begun, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He paused two bottles of wine on the tea table and said loudly: "You Han people, don't you all like to drink when you send people away?" I have these two bottles of sake to see you off, and I hope you can live a very comfortable life in the real hell. ”

Lu Ba smiled and said, "It's not the wine that anyone gives, we will all drink it." ”

Ren Wujian said coldly: "If you don't drink, then what else will I buy?" ”

"Walk the dog!" The two said in unison.

"You...... You guys! "Ren Wujian is angry in all directions.

There was a hint of bitterness in Zong Bai's eyes, and the word walking the dog came out by himself at this time, which seemed very ironic.

Lu Ba said with a sneer: "Before you start, watch this jumping clown run up and down, and you can still calm down a little." Now that I've laughed, I'm going to do it. ”

The Emperor of Martial Arts said lightly: "You." He only stretched out his left hand.

Lu Ba blasted out with a punch, the speed was so fast that it even broke through the barrier of sound, and smashed towards the Martial Emperor with a violent hurricane.

The Emperor of Martial Arts frowned slightly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his right index finger was a little in the void.

It was like a stone smashed into the smooth water surface, causing layers of waves, and the mist in the air gathered and condensed into a transparent barrier.

"Click, rub!"

Lu Ba's punch broke the barrier in an instant, and the shattered ice chips flew out like bullets, hitting the wall with a series of crisp sounds, shattering the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, the wooden frame, and the pottery figure on the cabinet.

The Emperor of Martial Arts' face was still very plain, slightly sideways, his clothes rotated with the strong wind, and the broken clay pot residues on the ground were blown trembling.

Lu Ba's punch almost swept past the clothes of the Emperor of Martial Arts, and did not hit the Emperor of Martial Arts, but the strong wind hit Ren Wujian Bafang, who was standing against the wall a meter away.

Ren Wujian Bafang only felt a flower in front of him, because Lu Ba's speed was too fast, only in a short moment, he didn't realize what he was doing, and then his cheek hurt violently, like a slap in the face, and his nose bleeded.

"Your fist style is already so strong." Zong Bai was overjoyed, and he jumped up and attacked the Emperor of Martial Arts.

The wind raged in the room, and the curtains in front of the windows swayed.

The Emperor of Martial Arts waved his hand, and the space in his palm seemed to be distorted, causing layers of ripples.

Zong Bai felt that the density of the air seemed to change, as if he was in the middle of the waves, and different waves swept in layer after layer, hitting his body, the taste was very uncomfortable, and even his movement was hindered.

"Bang dang!" A pot of spider plants rolled off the table and fell apart.

But Ren Wujian could see it clearly, no one moved the pot of spider plants, he was blown down by the strong wind.

The flower pot is ten catties to say the least, and the bottom is all fat soil, and the most bizarre thing is that after the soil falls on the ground, it does not fall apart, but solidifies into a whole, which looks harder than stone.

"Huhu...... It's cold. Ren Wujian tightened his collar tightly, but the cold still stabbed his body.

He looked down and saw that there was a thick layer of ice on the broken floor, which was the thickest in the place where the three of the Martial Emperors started, at least six or seven centimeters.

The ice was trampled by three people, then condensed, then shattered, and then condensed......

The entire surface of the floor looks tattered, like a pile of pieces thrown together in a haphazard manner, forming an irregular beauty.

Although Zong Bai's attack was still very sharp, he was already panting like an ox, his clothes were ragged, as if he had been cut with hundreds of knives on his body, even the bandages had been broken, and his right arm was swinging weakly, not controlled by his body at all.

Compared to Zong Bai, although Lu Ba didn't look so wolf, his cheeks were already covered with a layer of hot sweat, because of excessive exertion, the wounds on his abdomen and right arm were torn open again, and blood stained his clothes red.

And Tiandao Yiming's clothes fluttered, the windbreaker was still clean, tidy, and there was no damage, the most important thing is that from beginning to end, he only used his right hand to defend and attack, and his left hand was put behind him, and his actions were as hearty as flowing water as his peers, every movement was just right, and there was no superfluous action.

The huge movement in the teahouse attracted the attention of the tea guests.

Most of these tea guests are tea lovers, like good tea, good tea sets, good tea drinking environment, especially when tasting tea, they need a quiet atmosphere, the mood is completely relaxed and soothing, and slowly serve the cup to taste and enjoy.

Some people shouted, calling the waiter to understand the situation, and some people came over aggressively, but as soon as they walked to the door, they felt cold and saw that the room was in a mess, whether it was the floor, the wall, or even the ceiling, the destruction of Cheng dù was beyond imagination, and the furnishings inside could hardly find a complete thing.

Behind the broken door, there was a pottery teacup, which fell to the ground at an angle, but the tea inside was completely solidified.

The three vague figures, barely visible in their fast movements, were stirred around them with shockwaves, and under a hurricane, the door panel suddenly shattered and slapped straight over.

The man screamed in fright, and after squatting on the ground to escape, the ghost ran away howling.

There were a lot of people at the end of the corridor, and I kept talking about it, but no one dared to come forward.