Su Shui sneered, he was definitely making things difficult.

He gave spiritual bamboo shoots, Su Luo, as the eldest son of the dignified son, if the birthday gift was too bad, what would it be like!

Everyone who coincidentally looked at Su Luo's hands inadvertently, empty, obviously coming back in a hurry and not preparing anything.

If you don't prepare a gift for your grandfather's birthday, it's too unusual!

All eyes are on.

"Come back in a hurry, I didn't prepare expensive gifts, then leave something special, mortals are born with ** weak, congenital insufficiency, today I wrote twelve volumes of immortal skills, give them to my grandfather, and leave them for the Su family inheritance!"

Su Luo holds the pen in public, leaving a real heirloom!

Since it is the immortal skill that Su Luo took out, as the inheritance of the Su family, it is definitely a famous immortal skill in the fairy world, the content of the twelve volumes, and the secret art cultivation method is contained inside!

Not to mention cultivating to become an immortal, even if you become an immortal emperor, it is enough.

Su Shui sneered: "Brother, you are too foolish, just write something, I just want to use it as my Su family's inheritance exercises, and I feel good about the seventy-two road grabs in our family!" ”

"Luo'er, is this really written?" The old man's lips trembled.

Su Luo chuckled: "Of course it's true, the essence of martial arts cultivation and the pursuit of great power is to live forever, be immortal, and live with the sky!" ”

The old man was horrified in his heart, and he didn't understand what this eldest grandson had experienced after going out for two years.

Maybe there are really unimaginable adventures that will make Su Luo successful!

The old man carefully folded it, stuffed it into his pocket, patted his pocket uneasily, and laughed heartily: "Okay, the gifts are very good, I am very happy to be able to come!" ”

That being said, Su Shui is not having enough fun as a demon, and of course he will not give up.

He changed his words and said: "Qiao slave, my eldest brother is a genius, don't look at him young, he is already a martial artist, maybe the great martial artist is not his opponent!" ”

"No matter how strong the talent is, it is less than one-tenth of the young master!" The old man said.

Su Shui couldn't help laughing: "Haha, Qiao slave, you can't say that, by the way, big brother, even Wanli behind you is also your bodyguard, and it just so happens that Qiao Nu is also my bodyguard, why don't you let them talk?" ”

"Come then!"

Lian Wanli took the initiative to stand up.

Su Luo didn't want to pay attention to this kind of battle of will, but he also saw that Qiao Nu was a great martial artist, and there was a significant gap in strength.

The woodcutter took a slight step forward and said slowly: "I am a great martial artist!" ”

"Kill!"

Lian Wanli's eyes are resolute, what can a great martial artist do!

Although he is a high-level martial artist, he still dares to compete, and a cultivator of the God of War Technique, he is never afraid of war.

The woodcutter is a veteran, revealing three bright energies, and even thousands of miles to greet him head-on, and the whole person staggered back more than ten steps to the door.

Everyone saw the gap in this scene, Zhang Yunfei and Xu Guanjue, the deputy commanders, had even more vicious eyesight, knowing that they would suffer losses and defeat in this battle.

The difference in strength between the two is too big!

"Second turn, open!"

Lian Wanli just ran the God of War Technique, but was shocked back by the triple Ming Jin, and directly showed his hole cards.

Su Beiheng played with taste: "There is a good show to watch!" ”

"Third Uncle thinks that a martial artist can compete with a great martial artist?" Su Shui asked playfully.

Su Beiheng said indifferently: "Then you will know what it means that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!" ”

Su Shui's face was slightly gloomy, and he couldn't get used to Su Beiheng's lecture to him.

"Woodcutter, don't be merciful!" His tone grew colder.

When the woodcutter slave got the order, the attack became fierce, and he wanted to kill thousands of miles, and then he slapped him, and his old body actually took a few steps back!

Lian Wanli's body just shook, and his arm hair was fiercely powerful.

Mingjin?

How is this possible!

How did he do it, his strength doubled in the blink of an eye, unimaginable!

"Third turn, open!"

Lian Wanli didn't have the heart to delay, gritted his teeth, and the God of War was urged again for a week!

Boom!

Lian Wanli's forehead was bruised, his momentum soared again, and he was vigorously sinking into the face with a punch to bombard the past, and the woodcutter was furious and ran with all his strength to counterattack, and his old body couldn't resist it at all, and his fighting spirit was amazing!

"Poof!"

The woodcutter shook his fist, spat blood from his mouth, and knelt down instantly, and the ground cracked.

A gorgeous counterattack, a neat counterattack to defeat the great martial artist is simply a miracle!

Zhang Yunfei and the others didn't expect that Lian Wanli would defeat his opponent so strongly, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"How are you, woodcutter?"

Su Shui was furious, and said: "Big brother, you have caused a big disaster for the Su family, do you know who the woodcutter slave is?" ”

"The great martial artist was defeated by the martial artist, no matter who he is, if he is defeated, he is defeated!" Su Beiheng put it down with a word.

Su Luo doesn't care about the identity of the woodcutter slave, and Zhang Yunfei doesn't care even more!

If you want to overwhelm people with power, I'm afraid Su Shui thinks too much!

Compared with power, who can compare to Shangsuluo in the entire four provinces of North China, the commander of the North China Group, and thousands of people from various departments of the North China Group, not to mention the elite of the special operations groups in various places!

Outside, a deep male voice came:

"That's right, it's a shame for the Great Martial Master to be defeated by the Martial Master, but you guys hurt my people!"

The man in the tunic strode in, his eyes glancing coldly at Su Beiheng.

Su Shui was pleasantly surprised: "Master, you're here!" ”

"I know that you took the woodcutter slave back and didn't go down the mountain for twenty years, so I thought about it quietly, and came out for a walk!" The man said softly.

Su Shui pretended to know that he was wrong, and said guiltily: "It's all my fault, otherwise the woodcutter slave wouldn't be injured, master, you punish me!" ”

"That's not the point, whoever hurt the woodcutter, I hope I take the initiative to stand up, otherwise I don't dare to guarantee that I won't implicate anyone else!"

The man had his hands behind his back, his head held high, and his tone had an innate majesty that was above everyone.

Lian Wan was fearless, and said loudly: "I was injured!" ”

"Have the guts, that hand hurts, did you cut it yourself or will I help you?" The man Hu Yong asked rhetorically.

Su Luo's eyes became cold, there were really a lot of people who blocked him today!

Is it really that he, the immortal master, will care about the old rules of seeing blood on his birthday?

Next to them, Xu Guanjue almost laughed angrily, it is really a tiger and monkey in the mountains to call the king, in front of their major deputy commanders, Hu Yong spoke like this, is it appropriate?

"What do you call that Hu Yong, right, Luoshan hermitage Hu family!"

Zhang Yunfei was trying to recall, and added: "There are too many little people like you in North China, sorry, I don't remember it clearly!" ”

Inside and outside the field, there was a deathly silence in an instant.

Su Shui's eyes widened, thinking that the super strong person was a master, and he was said to be a small person?

He's funny!

It's a pity that the funny thing is Hu Yong, who pretended to be a big-tailed wolf here where the high-level leaders of their North China group gathered, I'm sorry, he really came to the wrong place!

"Are you...... Deputy Commander Zhang! ”

Hu Yong's legs trembled, and the momentum of the strong man who was originally high above his body was shattered, and he almost knelt down.

His Adam's apple squirmed, and he flattered, "You...... Why are you here? ”

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