Chapter 1666: Shoot to Death
"Sect Master Tian appeared in Tianshan City, you said that Sect Master Tian is not Hong Xing's opponent?"
Someone asked the long-faced man.
The long-faced man said quite coldly and arrogantly: "Tian Ermiao actually appeared here? ”
"When I saw the real chapter under my hands, I was afraid that Tian Ermiao wouldn't dare to fight with Hong Xing. ”
The long-faced man glanced at everyone, with some contempt in his eyes, this was contempt for Tian Ermiao, but more for Dongzhou.
His appearance on that high morning was a natural one.
This made many Dongzhou monks angry, "Okay, Sect Master Tian has always been bold, I don't believe he would be afraid of a bullshit Hong Xing!"
A handsome monk dressed in blue strode towards the center.
"Sect Master Tian. ”
Far away, the blue-clad monk shouted.
Tian Ermiao looked at the blue-clothed monk.
"Sect Master Tian, that name is Hong Xing, the person from the sect management association. ”
The blue-clothed monk said: "You just came from Nanzhou, it shouldn't be very clear, but now, the sect management will attack your Liuhe Sect. ”
"Oh......"
Tian Ermiao looked at Hong Xing.
Hong Xing also turned to look at Tian Ermiao.
"Are you the Sect Master of the Liuhe Sect, Tian Ermiao?" Hong Xing squinted, and his whole person became vigilant.
"Hahaha, Hong Xing is serious, the serious Hong Xing is the most terrifying, how long can the so-called Sect Master Tian in your mouth last?"
The long-faced monk shouted.
Rumble!
There was a loud bang, and all the open jaws of the mouth almost fell to the ground.
The long-faced monk's eyes were about to pop out.
Everyone present stared at the meat on the ground, it was Hong Xing's body, Tian Ermiao slapped Hong Xing like this with just one palm, everyone knew that Hong Xing didn't even have time to escape.
"That's ...... dead"
Someone exclaimed.
"Thank you. Tian Ermiao said to the blue-clothed monk.
The blue-clothed monk was excited and nervous, and his lips trembled, "Tian, Tian Tian Tian Sect Master is polite. ”
Tian Ermiao nodded slightly, and then walked towards the long-faced monk.
The long-faced monk shuddered and stepped back, "What are you going to do?"
"Are you a member of the sect management committee?" Tian Ermiao asked.
"No, it's not!" the long-faced monk shook his head.
Tian Ermiao's gaze took his eyes off him, and he asked everyone, "Can anyone tell me if there are any people from the sect management committee in Tianshan City?"
"Zufa, he went to the Prophecy Mountain. The Blue Friar shouted.
"Thank you. ”
With that, Tian Ermiao's body disappeared in place.
Huang Lu glared at the long-faced monk, and he also disappeared.
Poof!
The long-faced monk sat directly on the ground, gasping for breath.
Just now Tian Ermiao came over, he felt that he was going to die, and he had never experienced that oppressive breath.
As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, the blue-clothed monk laughed and said, "Didn't you say that Sect Master Tian is inferior to Hong Xing? In your eyes, the master of the Sect Management Association can't withstand a slap from Sect Master Tian!"
"Tsk, a slap slapped the Returning Void Realm monk into mud, the key is that even the divine soul didn't have time to escape, what extent can you tell Sect Master Tian?"
When no one answered, the long-faced monk cried out, "Are you interested in making a bet? Who would dare to bet with me?"
"Bet on what?" someone asked.
"Gamble your life!"
The long-faced monk stood up and slapped the mud off his body, his face turned cold again, "Tian Ermiao went to the Prophecy Mountain, he fought with Zufa, if Zufa died, I committed suicide, if Tian Ermiao died, the person who bet with me would also die." ”
"Who would dare to bet with me?"
The long-faced monk looked around, but no one spoke.
"Hahaha. ”
The long-faced monk laughed mockingly, "Eggless thing!"
"I'll bet with you!" cried the bluefriar.
"Under the destiny of heaven, report your name!" the long-faced monk looked at the blue-clothed monk suddenly.
The blue-clothed monk said, "Dong Changlu. ”
"Do you know why Lao Tzu wants Qi Tian's destiny? Because Lao Tzu's life is as long as the sky, wait for death!" Qi Tianming said.
"Do you know why Lao Tzu is called Dong Changlu? Because Lao Tzu's road has never been exhausted, you should wait for death!" Dong Changlu snorted.
"After today, your path to the underworld has come to an end, and after that it will be the path of the underworld. ”
Qi Tianming shouted: "Now let's go to the Prophecy Mountain to witness." ”
"Good. ”
Qi Tianming and Dong Changlu headed in the direction of the Prophecy Mountain, and the rest of the people also went.
These people don't participate in gambling, many people are not optimistic that Tian Ermiao can kill Zufa, Zufa's name is too big, and the characters of the sect management council are polite to Zufa, because Zufa's father is the vice president of the sect management committee, which is the top three figures in the strength of the sect management committee, and Zufa's talent is said to be even more powerful than his father.
Of course, some people think that Tian Ermiao can kill Zufa, but this is only a small number of people, they don't gamble because the matter is not matterable, why should they risk their lives?
......
Prophecy Mountain, the top of the mountain.
A white-haired woman sits opposite a male cultivator in Tsing Yi.
The male cultivator is the ancestral law,
"Master, this is the tea that my father asked me to bring, it was picked on the road to becoming an immortal, you can taste it. ”
Zufa seemed very polite, and his words were quite decent, but his eyes revealed an unlikable look, which was unobtrusive, as if those eyes were going to see through the white-haired woman's clothes.
The white-haired woman frowned slightly, her subconscious left hand was placed on her chest, and her right hand picked up the teacup.
The smell of green coming out of the teacup is refreshing to smell.
"Good tea. The white-haired woman spoke.
"Good tea, of course. ”
Zu Fa's eyes stared at the white-haired woman, and he said: "The tea leaves picked on the road to becoming immortals, we call it Chengxian tea in the sect management meeting, which means that there is a greater chance of becoming an immortal after drinking a sip, but there is a faint immortal aura in it." ”
"Thank you father. The white-haired woman said.
Zufa smiled slightly, and a delicate wooden box appeared in his hand, and the lid was opened, and the tea leaves inside were shiny.
"I gave it to my guru privately. ”
Zu Fa pushed the wooden box forward, "The Chengxian Road has not been opened for too long, and there are not many Chengxian tea in the sect management meeting, so it will not be taken out at all in ordinary times, and the master should understand my thoughts." ”
The white-haired woman shook her head slightly, "Thank you for your kindness, I don't have the blessing to drink this kind of tea." ”
"You have. ”
Zufa said proudly: "I said that if you have it, you will have it." ”
The white-haired woman really didn't like the subtle movements on Zufa's face.
Zufa didn't give the white-haired woman a chance to continue refusing, and he said, "Let me tell you what I wanted to do this time." ”
"Please give me a divination. ”
"Attacking the Liuhe Gate?" said the white-haired woman.
"The master really left, and he knew what was going on in the world without going out of the mountain. Zufa complimented.
The white-haired woman said, "I advise you to take someone and leave Dongzhou honestly." The white-haired woman said.
"Why?" Zufa frowned slightly.
"Because, you will have a bloody disaster in Dongzhou. It was not the white-haired woman who spoke, but Tian Ermiao, who came up step by step.
(End of chapter)