Chapter 506: Son of Atmospheric Fortune?

As this gorgeous and extravagant bronze sedan chair approached, there was naturally an invisible momentum that diffused, causing many warriors present to disperse in a hurry.

All the male warriors were envious and jealous looking at the proud son in the sedan chair!

Some people whispered, and Wang Dong listened to these voices in his ears, and his face couldn't help but become strange.

This Hundred Flowers Valley Young Valley Lord Gong Ao is the righteous son of the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley, he has been riddled with atmospheric luck since he was a child, and when he was five years old, he strayed into the dangerous Hundred Flowers Valley Forbidden Land Phantom Wave Pool, not only did he suffer the slightest damage, but he got the heart trick of inheriting the 'Hundred Flowers Phantom Body' left by the first patriarch of the Hundred Flowers Valley!

At the age of nine, he left the Valley of Flowers alone, wandered the rivers and lakes, and coexisted with adventures and encounters along the way, won the favor of many masters, and met many chivalrous girls, witches, and demon sisters...... Among them, there are mature and glamorous wives of famous chivalrous men, sexy and sultry cult wives, sassy and heroic heroines in famous and decent families, and even more beautiful ladies, small jasper, and delicate and lovely little Loli......

And because of one incident after another, these women were brushed up by him to have a good impression, and in the end, without exception, they were all included in the harem by Gong Ao and became one of his women.

Seeing Gong Ao's arrival, which attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, Jiang Feiyi, the young master of the Double Cultivation Palace, had a somewhat gloomy face: "This woman is the young master of this woman, what's the matter?" Gong Ao, you also want to intervene horizontally, this young master is happy to accompany you! ”

In the curtain formed by the string of pearls, Gong Ao glanced at Jiang Feiyi, who was like a great enemy, and shook his head: "It's too big!" ”

"What?" Jiang Feiyi didn't understand what Gong Ao meant.

Gong Ao said lightly: "The gap between you and me is too big!" After that, he suddenly heard the sound of the wind snorting, and several pearls on the curtain were flicked by Gong Ao's fingers. Shoot out like a bolt.

Ding Ding Ding! A few pearls were infused with his true qi. He already has the power to pierce the golden cracked stone. Directly smashed the blades in the palms of the four disciples of the Double Cultivation Palace who were besieging Cui Ting, and the remaining strength made the four of them tremble violently, vomiting blood and flying upside down!

The audience sounded a gasp sound, Jiang Feiyi's face changed, and he said coldly: "Gong Ao, you are too presumptuous, do you want to provoke a big battle between the Shuangxiu Palace and the Hundred Flowers Valley?" ”

Swish! Jiang Feiyi's folding fan in his palm spun sharply and flew out, slashing towards Gong Ao inside the curtain.

The folding fan is in the process of rotating. Thin round blades emerge from the surface of the fan, cutting through the air and making a creepy whistling sound.

Jiang Feiyi's folding fan is a kind of Qimen weapon, and there are countless semi-circular blades that sharpen iron like mud installed in the fan bone, and under the infusion of energy, dozens of changes are derived, which is difficult to prevent.

But Gong Ao in the curtain still only shook his head, and said indifferently: "This son said a long time ago, the gap between you and me now is as big as the abyss. Replace it with your Lao Tzu Double Cultivation Palace Master, or the Four Great Elders. Maybe you can make me jealous of three points, you're not qualified enough! ”

Gong Ao waved his hand, and the long sword carried by a beautiful woman beside him suddenly came out of its sheath and fell into his palm, slashing it in the air.

Without any hindrance, in the violent explosion of sparks, the sharply rotating folding fan was smashed by Gong Ao's sword.

There was a choking sword roar, and the long sword returned to the scabbard behind the negative sword beauty.

Gong Ao didn't look at Jiang Feiyi again, waved his hand, like chasing a fly, and gently spit out a sentence: "Get out!" Or die! ”

Jiang Feiyi's face turned blue and white for a while, and he wanted to say two cruel words, but when he saw the power of Gong Ao's sword, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, and he stomped his feet with hatred, and he couldn't even care about the four subordinates, so he ran away directly.

Wang Dong sat in a three-storey teahouse, looking at this scene, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this big Zhou world is really a master, just jumped out of the small fish pond of Dingzhou, and before he arrived in Zhongzhou, he has seen a lot of masters, Xuantian Daoist, who has a big view of the world, and can also be called a top master, not to mention for the time being, this young master of Baihua Valley is a first-class figure who is a first-class figure compared to 6 Xiaofeng, an honest monk, and he is also a step and a half stronger, and he is not inferior to Xiao Feng.

At this time, a delicate girl beside Gong Ao looked at Cui Ting and giggled: "Congratulations to the husband, the hero saves the beauty, it seems that it won't be long before Yan'er and I have another sister!" ”

Gong Ao's face looked cold and arrogant, as if he was exposed to the scorching sun, and quickly dissolved and disintegrated, as if he was a little helpless about this girl named Yan'er: "Don't talk nonsense, I seem to have no intentions and have bad intentions towards this girl." ”

"Isn't that the case with our husband?" Another beauty who was about thirty years old smiled and looked like silk: "Yanying was also deceived by her husband like this back then!" ”

"You're all coming to make fun of me." Gong Ao smiled bitterly, and seemed to have a headache.

The woman named Yanying lightly touched his forehead with a slender finger and threw a wink: "Yes, yes, yes!" I know that our husband has always been pitiful and cherished jade, and he can't see beautiful women suffering the most, how can he have bad intentions. ”

"Husband, I'll invite this sister over!" Another veiled woman in white whispered softly, and then walked towards Cui Ting and the others.

For Cui Ting's companions, the woman in white turned a blind eye and said to Cui Ting: "Sister, my husband is invited!" ”

"Thank him for me, you don't have to go in the past!" Cui Ting declined.

The teasing words of several women around Gong Ao did not deliberately lower her voice, she had already heard it in her ears, she looked indifferent on the outside, but her temperament was like fire, if it weren't for the other party's life-saving grace, hearing this kind of frivolous and floating words, with her temper, she would have already waved a long whip and whipped it.

"Sister, Jiang Feiyi has ill intentions, he may not go far!" The woman in white frowned and said, "My husband is kind, why do you want to refuse people thousands of miles away." ”

Saying that, the woman in white suddenly grabbed Cui Ting, this grasp was quite exquisite, coupled with Cui Ting's hard fighting, most of her true qi was lost, and she couldn't avoid it at all, so she was grabbed by the woman in white and walked to the bronze sedan chair.

But at this moment, a sound of breaking wind sounded, and the woman in white immediately felt a pain in the back of her hand, and hurriedly let go of the hand that grabbed Cui Ting.

The woman in white looked at the back of her hand, and saw that the sharp pain on the back of her hand was instantly red and swollen, and there were faint water stains, which turned out to be the sharp pain caused by someone hitting her with a drop of water.

"Miss Cui Ting, farewell to the Dingzhou Wuhui, I haven't seen you for a long time, how about coming up for a cup of tea?" Wang Dong's voice came down clearly and audibly.

"Huh?" The curtain of Gong Ao's eyes flashed with cold light, his voice revealed a trace of coldness, the curtain suddenly cracked, his figure flew out, fell to the woman in white, grabbed the hand of the woman in white and took a look, seeing the red and swollen parts, the coldness in his eyes added a little more.

He sneered, and many of the people present had a feeling of breathlessness, and anyone could feel his anger.

Gong Ao's eyes were like a sword, staring at Wang Dong in the teahouse, and said coldly: "No one can make a move on my woman, and no one can drink tea after hurting my woman!" Sue me, how do you want to die? (To be continued......)

ps: The battle between Wang Dong and Cui Ting is above the Dingzhou Martial Arts Association, in Chapter 129!

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