Chapter Forty-Seven: Stealing Chickens Doesn't Make Rice
Zhou Cheng felt a pain in his heart and looked at the man. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
I saw that the man was dignified, graceful, and his eyes were bright.
"Is this Chen Qianqian's fiancé?"
Zhou Cheng had a cramp in his heart and could hardly breathe, but he didn't want to lose face in front of everyone, because he tried to calm down, he arched his hand and said: "This brother is Fu Zhiwen Fu Young Master?"
Fu Zhiwen nodded, and asked with a cold face, "Who are you?"
Zhou Cheng said: "Below is Zhou Cheng, the inner disciple of the Medicine King Sect. ”
"Then what's the matter with you and Chen Qianqian?" Fu Zhiwen asked again.
Zhou Cheng couldn't help but be slightly angry when he heard this, and said secretly: "Anyway, Qianqian is still your fiancée, you ask like this in front of everyone, how will you let her deal with herself in the future?"
But thinking of his relationship with Chen Qianqian, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart again.
Yes, what does it matter if I and Chen Qianqian meet in the water.
He was a little disheartened, so he sighed involuntarily and said, "Miss Chen Qianqian and I are just the most ordinary friends, don't think too much about it." In addition, Miss Chen was kidnapped by dust, so Master Fu should rescue him quickly. ”
"Ordinary friend, ordinary friend, would you not even want your life for her? For her sake of her, you also killed the three funeral saints who guarded me one after another, are you all fools when we are? In addition, how long did you two stay alone before you met us? Did you do anything shady to see? ”
Zhou Cheng was furious and yelled: "What nonsense are you talking about, Miss Chen is not the kind of person you said. ”
"Young men and women, long nights, lonely men and widows, it is inevitable that the dry wood and fire hit it off, do you still need me to explain what you have done?"
Dust was talking happily, Zhou Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, and flew up violently, but he just flew up, and someone next to Dust raised his hand casually, and a rotating finger shadow poked over.
Zhou Cheng swung his sword to block it, and there was a crisp sound, and really Zhou Cheng's palms were a little painful.
He fell back to the lava lake, looked at the gray clothes in astonishment, and frowned: "Fu Zhiwen, you actually stopped me? He insulted your fiancée like this, not only did you not teach me a lesson, but also stopped me?"
Fu Zhiwen didn't pay attention to him, but looked at Fan Chen, and asked meaningfully: "Do you want me to fight him first, and then come to fight me when I have exhausted my physical strength?
Fan Chen really didn't expect Fu Zhiwen to say this, and he didn't know how to reply for a while.
"I ...... How could it be...... I didn't have ......"
Fu Zhiwen's eyes became even colder when he saw him, and then said: "I know that you have always been arrogant and arrogant, and you have always been disrespectful to me, very good, this time I will give you a chance, I will fight you first, and then kill the clown who jumped off the beam next to me!"
After speaking, he glanced at Zhou Cheng coldly.
Zhou Cheng was so angry that he was going to die, he really didn't understand what the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace thought, why did he want to kill himself, was it because of Dust's words? Before he asked, Dusty had already shouted out.
"Young master, no, no, how can I be the opponent of the young master, the young master killed this week's achievements, he is much more powerful than me, I don't dare to be the enemy of the young master. ”
"Oh, is that so? If I want to kill you, you can't do anything?"
As he spoke, he flicked his hand casually, and one by one the finger shadows spun and let out a piercing strange roar, and the wind stabbed at the dust.
Dust's face changed drastically, and he bounced back a few steps in a row, and suddenly covered his arm with a scream, and black smoke came out of his fingers.
His face turned cold, his eyes shrunk, and he asked in a deep voice, "Fu Zhiwen, do you really want to do it?"
Fu Zhiwen said: "Then what do you think I'm doing?"
"Okay," Dust stood firm, his face was rare and calm, "Actually, I also wanted to do something with your young master, but it's not very convenient here, why don't we find a corner and have a good comparison?"
Fu Zhiwen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay, you choose a place." ”
Dust grinned and leaped into the distance in a few jumps.
Fu Zhiwen glanced back at the dragon-like monster over there, and said to Bai Jue and the others: "Everyone, you'd better hurry up, otherwise when I finish cleaning up these two people, I will still fight with you for the Thousand Hole Fire Lotus when I come back." ”
As he spoke, he went far away.
Zhou Cheng only came for Chen Qianqian, but at the moment, he didn't care what everyone was fighting for, and his figure moved to chase Fu Zhiwen's figure.
The dust stood on the side of the lava lake, quietly waiting for Fu Zhiwen.
After Fu Zhiwen arrived, Powder Dust asked again: "Fu Zhiwen, let me ask you one last time, do you really want to deal with me?"
Fu Zhiwen said: "You humiliated my fiancée so much in front of everyone, no matter what the reason, I will give you a profound lesson." ”
Dusty smiled sarcastically and said, "A profound lesson? It seems that the victory is in hand, you are very good at black and shaky martial arts, and my ten thousand rotten divine skills are vegetarians?"
"The Ten Thousand Rotten Divine Skill is the Great Elder's fame and mastery, and the power is extraordinary, but you guy doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he actually modified the Ten Thousand Rotten Divine Skill into the Red Pink Divine Skill without permission, which is really arrogant, I want to know what is extraordinary about your Pink Divine Skill!"
"Hahaha," Powder Dust raised his head to the sky and roared, then suddenly stopped smiling and said coldly: "Fu Zhiwen, you will regret today's decision." ”
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and pressed it down, and a huge pink palm the size of a mile fell in the sky, and countless pink petals fell from the palm of the palm, which looked beautiful and exquisite.
The speed of the giant palm was extremely fast, and the air under the palm had no time to jump out, so it could only press down, and quickly press out a huge crater forty or fifty meters deep on the lava lake.
Fu Zhiwen stood at the bottom of the pit and said with a smile: "You are talking to me so much, isn't it just to have time to lay down this heavenly palm? You and I don't understand your thoughts, but if you don't let you use the strongest attack, how can you despair!"
They stretched out their right hand suddenly, and a series of golden runes kept drilling into the index finger of his right hand from his wrist, and when the index finger became golden and unusually dazzling, Fu Zhiwen's entire right hand began to tremble, as if this finger was as heavy as a mountain, and he could barely hold it up!
"Up!"
With a clear drink, a golden finger shadow slowly floated up, this finger shadow was dazzling golden, grew rapidly, and then crashed into the pink giant palm in the sky with a sharp speed.
When the finger shadow touched the pink giant palm, it was already about the same size as the giant palm.
"Boom-"