Chapter Eighty-Five: The Threat of Death
Although everyone is a person from Tongbaofang, if this smiling Buddha moves his heart, it is not impossible to betray Tongbaofang, after all, Tongbaofang's family business is too big, there are too many personnel, it is inevitable that the good and the good are uneven, at least, if there is no traitor, Zeng Yihao will not be able to enter the Kanwu Division.
The middle-aged man who was cold and Su didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man's question at all, and only coldly looked at Lu Yongjian, who felt that he had excellent conditions: "Idiot!"
Lu Yongjian, who was smiling, suddenly stiffened his smile.
"It's really an idiot!" the smiling Buddha nodded matter-of-factly: "And mentally retarded! Who of our security department doesn't have one or two adventures? doesn't have his own secrets? Is there one who can be easily bribed? He still wants to sow discord? Tsk...... He doesn't know how much our Yang Sizhang values Brother Zeng! Don't talk nonsense, you hurry up and get it done, I have a strong premonition, I'm afraid it will be very lively tonight!"
Hurry up and get it done?
These words made Zeng Yihao, Zeng Qingwu, and Lu Yongjian feel nervous at the same time.
"How can I get it?" Zeng Yihao had just flashed this thought in his heart, and the poisonous tongue that was standing coldly had suddenly rushed towards Lu Yongjian, whose face had changed abruptly, and the speed was so fast, the cyan energy suit was as unpredictable as a ghost in the night.
"Do you dare to bully me?" Lu Yongjian quickly reacted, shouted angrily, and quickly staggered his palms with the Xuan Qi like a real practice.
But Fang was frightened by the poisonous tongue, and instinctively chose to defend.
"......Boom!" Thunderous explosions sounded frequently, and the poisonous tongue was as fast as lightning to burst out several palms one after another, and the slightly green Xuan Qi turned into a ghostly palm shadow, bringing up the ** afterimage, and slammed into Lu Yongjian's chest.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
After a few sounds, Lu Yongjian, who was in a hurry to respond to the enemy, had to take a few steps back, and finally couldn't parry it anymore, the protection on his chest was wide open, and he had been slapped heavily in the heart, and flew out directly, slamming into the wall several meters away.
"Boom!" The one-foot-thick blue brick wall couldn't withstand such a huge impact, and immediately collapsed into a huge hole, and the falling bricks and stones smashed on Lu Yongjian's body one after another, and the corners of Zeng Yihao's eyes twitched: "It's amazing!"
"So the poisonous tongue is responsible for fighting, and I am responsible for protecting!" The smiling Buddha grinned: "Don't worry, the wall that collapsed in your house will be rebuilt from the loot later, and your family will not suffer!"
"How embarrassing is this......" Zeng Qingwu hurriedly refused.
"I'm going to kill you!" An extremely annoyed and resentful roar came from under the tall pile of broken bricks, interrupting Zeng Qingwu's words, it was Lu Yongjian's voice.
Zeng Yihao's heart froze, but he was immediately relieved. Buried by wall bricks, the only people who will die can only be ordinary people on the earth in the previous life, and in this world, as a master-level master, Lu Yongjian could not die so easily.
But seeing that the pile of broken bricks as high as a small mountain suddenly exploded outward, Lu Yongjian, who was full of resentment, soared into the sky, his sleeves and trousers were damaged to varying degrees, his face was flushed, his forehead was bruised, and his face was full of dust, looking extremely embarrassed and angry.
After roaring, Lu Yongjian, who had rushed to mid-air and stood firmly in the air, quickly took out a pill from the delicate bag on his waist and swallowed it, and then showed a cold and shining snowflake sword, silently lucky, a translucent aura like autumn frost made it easy for the tip of the sword to swallow and breathe, and the temperature of the entire courtyard, which was originally as warm as spring, suddenly plummeted, and the chill suddenly appeared.
"It's actually a four-grade sword!" Zeng Qingwu gasped: "He's just a core disciple, he can actually make a four-grade sword, Yuxiang Palace really has some background, no wonder he dares to call out to the Flying Dragon Martial Academy!"
As we all know, the Flying Dragon Martial Academy, as the top three-rank sect ranked first in the continent, only makes a three-rank sword!
"Idiot!" The poisonous tongue opened his mouth expressionlessly again, pulled out the big knife on his waist, and ignored Lu Yongjian's rare cold light snowflake sword: "The four-grade sword is also worth showing off?"
His big knife seems to be inconspicuous, the slightly curved blade is dull, but the handle made of something is unknown to the reflection of the moonlight, but the word "goose falling" looms in the reflection of the moonlight.
Zeng Qingwu's eyes lit up after the poisonous tongue showed the knife, and then he noticed these two words, and immediately blurted out: "Yanluo? Is this the work of Yanluo layman?"
"Wild Goose Fallen Layman?" Zeng Yihao only thought the name was weird.
"Yes, Yanluo Jushi is a famous intermediate instrument master, Su Xi Dayan," Zeng Qingwu stared at this Yanluo knife hotly, as if it was not a knife, but Zeng Yihao's mother: "According to legend, there is a natural lake in the courtyard of his home, and there are flocks of geese inhabiting it every year, so he calls himself Yanluo Jushi, and he has only forged weapons of more than four grades in the past hundred years, and his ranking among the forging masters in the entire continent is still above that of Feiyu Jushi! If this knife is made by Yanluo Jushi, he will definitely not be afraid of Lu Yongjian's four-grade sword." ”
"What about Tongbaofang? Zeng Qingwu humiliated my beloved wife, Zeng Yihao dared to hide from me with cunning, all of them should be damned!" The original arrogance in Lu Yongjian's eyes, after seeing this "goose falling" knife, immediately became more vigilant, and at the same time his eyes dodged: "Haven't you Tongbaofang always considered yourself fair, how can you still shelter such a person!"
The poisonous tongue didn't make a sound, but the smiling Buddha looked cold, and quickly restrained his smile: "The old man only saw that you used Master Xuan's cultivation to threaten and plot against their father and son, and kept saying that they wanted the lives of their father and son! Since you dare to ignore the warning of this workshop and make such a ruthless attack on the Zeng family's father and son, the old man's duty is naturally to take care of it! Although Yuxiang Palace is famous, it can't scare our Tongbaofang!"
"Senior, you can't let him leave here!" Zeng Yihao looked solemnly at Lu Yongjian, whose face was pale and red: "Otherwise, if you fight a snake, you won't die but be bitten!"
It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, Zeng Yihao suddenly felt a warning in his heart, and shouted: "Who?"
"Hao'er be careful!" Zeng Qingwu, who was standing beside him, also exclaimed in an anxious manner, and activated the Yingshui Treasure Film in his hand as quickly as possible.
"Bold rats looking for death!" The Smiling Faced Buddha also suddenly changed his face, and his right palm struck out like a swift shot, and in the blink of an eye, the darkness was struck out of a pillar of void qi, but it struck a huge wave of scorching dark red billowing air towards a ghostly figure on the roof beside their father and son, making a loud explosion that exceeded the speed of sound.
When the Yingshui Treasure Film suddenly bloomed outward with a layer of aqua blue flexible protective light shield, covering Zeng Yihao and Zeng Qingwu's father and son, an extremely bright and fast light blue light shadow, like lightning in the dark night, suddenly cut through the heavy darkness and stabbed Zeng Yihao's eyebrows extremely sharply.
At this moment, even through the Yingshui Treasure Film, Zeng Yihao still felt the sharpness of the tip of the light and shadow very clearly, as if the threat of death seemed to be able to completely pierce his skull!
"Hao'er!" Zeng Qingwu's frightened and anxious roar came from his ears!
"Brother Zeng!" was the angry roar of the Smiling Buddha.
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