Just when Jiang Feng was gambling with this holy medicine, the battle outside had already reversed after the formation was arranged by the kendo powerhouse outside the field, and the range where the holy medicine could hide became smaller and smaller, and it was even squeezed into a small area, surrounded by thousands of kendo monks, and finally it was impossible to escape freely. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at this holy medicine like a turtle in an urn, the eyes of all the kendo monks emitted a scorching greedy light, and the killing technique in their hands became more and more intense, and one after another terrifying sword path light tore through layers of void and bombarded the body of the holy medicine.

But it was resisted by a thin leaf, these leaves, are the leaves of vitality condensed after the reincarnation of the holy medicine, each piece is as heavy as a heaven and earth, such a heaviness, not a million catties of strength can not resist, and although the attack of these kendo monks is strong, it is far from reaching such a terrible point, even if it can tear a leaf, but in the face of these hundreds of leaves, I can't help but show deep despair.

At such a desperate moment, those hidden old antiques made a move, and they stood in the deceptive array laid by their own sect, using the spirit stones that had been piled up into several small mountains, and performing the unparalleled sword technique that destroyed everything in the air.

At this moment, the real beginning of the competition has entered a white-hot state, and the spear of the god of the underworld, the corpses obtained are also increasing, more and more people are dying tragically in the spear of the god of the underworld, companions, enemies, the antiques of the major sects of the amazing swordsmanship, and even under the terrifying anti-killing technique of the holy medicine, the scene can really be described as hell on earth, and the entire live broadcast room is even more secretly flying into the sky, and the people watching are dark and confused.

"Holy, is it so intense? How many people are going to die here! My hands are shaking. ”

"Hurry up and smoke a cigarette, calm down, calm down. ”

"It's better to post a joke to relax, otherwise it's too heavy. ”

"Dusk, streetside, kiosk.

Humans, men, two men, one old and one young, stood across the counter.

"Is that you?"

"It's me. ”

"You're here. ”

"I'm coming. ”

"You shouldn't have come. ”

"I'm already here. ”

"You're here anyway, after all. ”

"I'm here anyway, after all. ”

Silence, long silence.

It seems that the two people carved in clay and wood are facing each other, but the sunset is getting more and more oblique.

"What are you doing here?" the old man finally broke the silence.

"Hit the soy sauce. "Crisp and neat, word by word, without the slightest hesitation.

The old man groaned for a while, and said slowly: "How much is a pound?"

"One piece. "Still crisp and clean, without a hint of hesitation.

The man's face had changed, and he said, "You know that I never sell soy sauce for a dollar or a pound here. ”

"I only need a pound of soy sauce for a dollar. ”

"Really?"

"Seriously!"

The soy sauce seller stared at the person in front of him, he was very young, but his eyes, no one will forget, it was as quiet as the night, as deep as the sea.

He knew that the young man in front of him was definitely not a person, but he also knew that he would never sell soy sauce for a dollar or a pound.

It was still so silent, deathly silent.

The sun was about to set, and he looked at the sunset in the distance and felt an indescribable fear.

He smiled bitterly: "Do you have to buy one for one dollar and one pound?"

"Definitely!"

"What if I don't sell it to you?"

"You can try!"

Silence, death-like silence.

After a long time, he raised his eyes to look at the young man, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll sell you a pound of soy sauce for a dollar, but you don't want to mention it to outsiders!"

He took the soy sauce bottle and a dollar from the boy's hand. The bottle was cold, like the heart of an old man, but the coin was slightly hot, like the palm of a young man's hand.

After a few moments, the boy took the soy sauce bottle he handed back and turned to walk towards the door.

In this battle, he won, and he won it completely. A hint of pride crossed the boy's face.

The soy sauce seller stopped him from behind: "Do you think you are really better than me?"

The young man's body shook slightly, and his steps stopped.

"Obviously, I've already hit the soy sauce at such a low price. ”

"Not bad. ”

"Then I have overcome you. ”

"It's a pity that you missed a little. ”

The boy turned suddenly, the muscles on his face twitching slightly, he seemed to realize something, but it was too late.

The soy sauce seller only smiled lightly and said, "My soy sauce was originally sold for eight cents a pound." ”

"Good equipment jokes! I didn't expect even the jokes in the live broadcast room to start pretending to be forced, if I'm not mistaken, this should be adapted from Mr. Gu Long's novel, hasn't someone posted a joke adapted by Mr. Lu Xun Kong Yiji before?

"I think so, I agree with +1. ”

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The people and horses of each sect took action, and it was the gods who blocked and killed the gods, and the demons who blocked and killed the demons.

Among the people and horses of these major sects, the people and horses of the Immortal Sword Sect were the most terrifying, and the domineering and incomparable sword array, like a Tyrannosaurus rex, pushed ten directions, no one dared to stay within three feet in front of them, they all retreated to the side and watched them pass.

Such a horror made them kill a bloody path in the crowd, and the sword masters and loose cultivators of many sects consciously gave up a road. Such glory is truly brilliant and makes people tremble.

Even Long Aotian, who was far away beside Jiang Feng, felt that terrifying storm of killing intent, a little bit of exposure was enough to make his soul scatter, if it weren't for Jiang Feng's breath protecting him all the time, I'm afraid that at this moment, he would have to kneel down.

And Jiang Feng looked at this group of disciples who were bombarding the Immortal Sword Gate towards this side, the thunder light in his hand was shining, and the endless calamity qi was urging, wrapping around the qi luck brilliance above their heads, eating away at their invincible qi luck, the terrifying majesty of the great array,

In the battle around the holy medicine, the killing was heavy, I don't know what happened, the people of the Immortal Sword Gate changed from invincible at the beginning, to the role of everyone shouting, because, they seemed to have gone crazy, and launched an attack on the people of other kendo sects, and under one blow, they directly killed several inner disciples of the kendo sect, such a loss is enough to make these people crazy, watching the tragic death of the senior brothers who get along with each other on weekdays, these big faction disciples naturally can't help the hatred in their hearts, and fight with the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect.

This scene made the old antiques of the Immortal Sword Sect, who were far away in the great array, show a look of doubt and dissatisfaction.