Chapter 339: Spicy Hands Destroy Flowers

During the trip to the Tang Dynasty in the eastern soil, Zhao Peng had already thought clearly.

First of all, Zhao Peng himself has cultivated to the realm of the Xuanmen Grandmaster, once he casts the Nine Steps of Thunder and the peach talisman given by the black market warrior monk, he can raise his martial arts momentum to the level of the Xuanmen Grand Grandmaster. Even against the enemy Xuanmen Grand Master, Zhao Peng can advance and retreat!

Secondly, the Zhao family's martial arts people have the diamond pattern given by the panda people, this treasure can release a protective yellow light, so that the person wearing the diamond pattern is invulnerable, and it is difficult to invade!

Again, beside Zhao Peng, there is a Xuanmen Grand Master Guanlan, and he carries many alchemy furnaces with him, which can continuously refine the Dragon Snake Quenching Pill and the Xuanting Soul Condensing Pill, so that Zhao Peng himself, the Zhao family's martial arts people, and even Guanlan's martial arts strength can increase day by day.

In the Warrior Monk Hall, there are 3,000 warrior monks, and Zhao Peng doesn't know what their strength is, as for how many Xuanmen Grand Masters there are in the Warrior Monk Hall, I'm afraid that outside of the Warrior Monk Hall itself, others don't know anything, no matter what, this Warrior Monk Hall is Zhao Peng's natural ally!

In this way, Zhao Peng's strength in Dongtu Datang is not weak!

Compared to those extraterrestrial people who crossed the stars from the ancient road and entered the world of the First Star Martial Dao, Zhao Peng can even be said to have a deeper foundation.

With the vajra law tattoo in hand, it is already invincible for the time being, what is there to fear?

Zhao Peng's biggest worry is that Luo'er has already entered the ancient road one step ahead of him, and went to the other martial arts world, so even if Zhao Peng also enters the ancient road and goes to the other martial arts world, how to find Luo'er's traces in that unfamiliar world, in the vast sea of people?

All Zhao Peng has to do is wait.

Waiting at the entrance of the Ancient Road, just waiting for the master of the Zhuyan White Bone Sect to take Luo'er to embark on the Ancient Road, and when the time comes, the master of the Zhuyan White Bone Sect will be intercepted and snatched back Luo'er.

As for the master of the Zhuyan White Bone Sect, in Zhao Peng's opinion, most of them were already a little interested in kidnapping.

Kidnappers take hostages, and there is a certain danger.

What Zhao Peng was most worried about was that once he intercepted that master of the Zhuyan White Bone Sect and angered that person, that person might be desperate and make the choice to tear up the ticket.

The so-called ticket tearing means that the kidnappers killed the hostages......

The reason why Zhao Peng was invited to come on this trip to the Sky Tower was because Feng Chi wrote in the letter: "If you want to know the news of Luo'er, please come to the Sky Tower." ”

If it weren't for Fengchi mentioning Luo'er's news, how could Zhao Peng be here?

If Feng Chi directly said in the letter that he wanted to unite with Zhao Peng and fight against the people of the Zhuyan White Bone Sect together, Zhao Peng was afraid that he would casually throw the letterhead to the ground and ignore this Feng Chi.

It's just that now this Feng Chi only talks about the union between the two sides, but he never mentions Luo'er's whereabouts and news.

In this regard, Zhao Peng was already displeased in his heart!

Even the Tang Dynasty warrior monk who gave him the peach talisman, Zhao Peng was disgusted by the man's behavior and hiding his head and tail, not to mention this Feng Chi, who he never knew?

"You and I are mutually beneficial, I have already said this. ”

Feng Chi took a deep breath, pondered for a long time, and said: "No matter what, my Rainbow Demon Sect and the Zhuyan White Bone Sect are just some old grudges from the past, these grudges have accumulated for many years, and it doesn't matter if they end it one day earlier or one day later." But Your Excellency is different. Your sister's sister is still in the hands of the person of the Zhuyan White Bone Sect, if that person takes Luo'er into the ancient road, I am afraid that your Excellency will never find Luo'er's trace again. Your Excellency's matter can be said to be imminent!"

"So what?"

Zhao Peng's eyes flashed with a touch of coldness, and he said categorically: "This time, it was you who sent the letter and asked me to come to cover the sky, not that I invited you to come here to discuss matters!"

"If Your Excellency insists on doing so, then I have nothing to say. ”

Feng Chi spread his hands and said: "Buying and selling is not benevolent, although you and I can't reach a consensus, after all, we met here for a ......."

Zhao Peng didn't wait for Feng Chi to finish speaking, so he asked: "What about Luo'er's news?"

Feng Chi only cared about picking up his glass and drinking, and was silent.

"You wrote on your letterhead that if you want to know anything about Luo'er, come to the Sky Tower. Now that I'm sitting in the Sky Tower, you're reluctant to tell you the news of Luo'er......"

At this point, Zhao Peng's tone became more and more cold.

Feng Chi put down the wine glass in his hand, raised his head, and said, "What do you want?"

Zhao Peng's eyes were like swords, and he said in a deep voice: "Could it be that the words you wrote in the letterhead were just teasing me?"

"Your Excellency has been overwhelmed. ”

Feng Chi said: "I invited Your Excellency here because I have heard about Your Excellency's deeds in the Seven Kingdoms of Middle-earth, and I have admired such a brave and unparalleled person as Your Excellency for a long time, and I want to make friends with Your Excellency. ”

Zhao Peng said: "My thoughts are different from yours. ”

"What's the difference?"

Feng Chi asked, and then said, "Could it be that I, a contemporary true disciple of the Rainbow Demon Sect and a martial arts person at the level of the Great Grandmaster of the Xuanmen, am not qualified to make friends with Your Excellency?"

"You want to be friends with me......"

Zhao Peng shook his head, slowly stood up, and said indifferently: "I want to beat you......"

The peach talisman given by the Tang warrior monk in the Datang black market has been gently pinched by Zhao Peng in his sleeve. Just wait for Zhao Peng to pour heaven and earth Xuan Qi into the peach talisman, and the effect of this peach talisman will be activated in an instant.

Bang!

Zhao Wuji violently swung the long knife he had been carrying with him, slashed it down, and split the table full of wine and food in two, cutting it off.

The wine and soup fell to the ground.

Fortunately, there are several people in the Xuanmen around them, and there is a mysterious qi condensed all over the body, and a feather cannot be added, and the leaves do not stick to the body, otherwise the soup and wine that have been splashed will be drenched all over the body.

At this moment, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music in the hall came to an abrupt end.

Ram Seventeen Niang jumped up and leaped down from the stage.

When she fell to the ground and stood at the broken place of the round table, the light gauze and Yingluo she was wearing, the small jacket that covered the **, and the miniskirt that covered her buttocks had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a red long skirt......

The speed at which you change your clothes is truly breathtaking.

I don't know how many times she has taken off her clothes in her life, and she is so skilled at such an unpredictable level......

A woman who can put on and undress at such a speed and practice to such a degree, no matter what her martial arts strength is, and no matter whether her IQ is high or low, this is a woman who cannot be guessed by common sense.

In the hall, a fierce battle was about to break out.

Zhao Wuji had already taken out the pitch-black long knife, and Zhao Peng had already secretly pinched the peach talisman with his fingers.

Whew!

A raging wind blew through the hall.

In early spring, there was a cold wind, but it did not blow from the window, nor did it carry the earthy fragrance that is unique to early spring. This cold wind comes directly from the hall!

Guanlan's body is surrounded by heaven and earth, and the mysterious qi is rolling and churning.

Grand Master of Xuanmen!

Ram Seventeen Niang's expression changed slightly, and she took a half step back to the side slightly, so that she would not bear the brunt of the impact of the martial arts momentum on Guanlan's body.

This small half step back means that Ram Seventeen Niang has martial arts strength, but I am afraid that she is not under Guanlan!

If it weren't for the fact that Ram Seventeen Niang was also a Xuanmen Grand Master, I was afraid that when she saw the martial arts momentum of such a Xuanmen Grand Master, she would have already dodged and retreated, and left this place in a hurry! After all, the strength of the Xuanmen Grandmaster and the Xuanmen Grand Grandmaster seemed to be only a major realm, but in terms of combat effectiveness, there was a world of difference!

The Xuanmen Grandmaster may be able to display martial arts supernatural powers, but most of them are just pseudo-supernatural powers.

Only the great master of the Xuanmen Sect can fully exert the strength of the martial arts.

She only took half a step back, which meant that she was avoiding fighting Guanlan, not afraid of fighting Guanlan.

Zhao Wuji naturally saw this.

"Could it be that in this Eastern Earth Tang Dynasty, the Great Grandmaster of Xuanmen can be seen everywhere, why is there a woman at random in this Heavenly Tower, all of them are at the level of the Great Grandmaster of Xuanmen?"

A thought flashed through Zhao Wuji's heart.

Compared to these people in the hall on the top floor of the Heaven-Covering Building today, Zhao Wuji's martial arts strength is inevitably too weak.

But Zhao Wuji was not afraid because of this, but slowly raised the pitch-black big knife in his hand.

"I, a son of the Zhao family, have never been afraid of war, let alone death!"

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Wuji had already aimed the blade in his hand at the ram Seventeen Niang.

He had long been accustomed to rushing to kill the Quartet under Zhao Peng's orders.

As long as Zhao Peng shouts to kill, he will definitely rush over with a sword, no matter whether it is an ordinary martial artist in front of him, or a master of the Xuanmen, or even a sage who only exists in legends, Zhao Wuji will not hesitate for a moment.

This kind of martial courage has long been deeply engraved in Zhao Wuji's bones, galloping in his blood.

"Oops...... Why did you point a knife at the slave?"

Seventeen Niang seemed to be frightened by the big knife in Zhao Wuji's hand, one hand half-covering her mouth, and the other hand covering her heart, as if she was frightened by Zhao Wuji's heart pain.

"Humph!"

Zhao Wuji said in a deep voice: "On the battlefield, there are no men and women, only friends and enemies! If you stand in front of Feng Chi, if I want to kill Feng Chi, I must kill you first." ”

Ram Seventeen Niang looked at Zhao Wuji with interest, and then slowly raised her hand, her fingertips swept lightly over the sharp blade of Zhao Wuji's long knife, and said with a sigh: "Why fight and kill, manly husband, why bully me as a little woman." Could it be that Your Excellency can't bear to destroy the flowers with your hands and let a delicate girl like me die unexpectedly. You and I have no grudges in the past, and no grudges in the near future......"

This delicate word, coupled with the pear blossom with rain demeanor of the ram Seventeen Niang, and the gentle trembling between her and the movement of slowly brushing the blade......

This scene, if ordinary people come to see it, they will definitely have a sentence in their hearts for the first time: Beauty and the Beast.

It's like Zhao Wuji has really become a heinous villain, and he wants to bully the little girl who stands in front of his blade, weak and delicate.