Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Odd Fat Man

Jia Fatzi splashed saliva in the audience, and his face was flushed.

"Stare at your mother, I'm not very good at talking, if there's anything unpleasant, your mother will beat me!"

"Am I offended? If I offend you, your mother's will come and beat me, come!"

The arrogant shouting and scolding made Zhang Wenjun on the stage angry, gritted his teeth, and was angry: "Do you dare to fight on stage?"

"Go to your mother, Jia Ye and I will be down there, I don't accept you to come down!"

Jia Fatzi expected that this son would never dare to get off the martial arts platform. Maybe the people of the ancient sect are arrogant and domineering on the stage, it is a fight between the two sects, once this son steps down and does something, it is a violation of the rules.

Even if a person is not Zhang Wenjun's opponent.

One person can't beat it, and there are so many brothers, with the advantage of numbers!

Zhang Wenjun is not a fool, so he naturally didn't dare to come down, and laughed angrily on the stage: "You come up." ”

"You come down!!" At this time, the disciples in the audience seemed to have grasped Zhang Wenjun's sore spot, and they all scolded in unison, and a group of people had anger in their eyes.

As long as this son dares to be sent to the ring, even if everyone violates the rules of the sect, they will teach him a lesson!

"Hmph, a bunch of rubbish who only dare to move their tongues, I'll wait on the stage to see which of you dares to go on stage!"

Zhang Wenjun simply sat cross-legged on the martial arts platform, closed his hearing, and looked very patient. The disciples of the Ancient Sect in the distance had a smile on their faces.

"The Xuanxian Sect is really a great sect that has withered, and there is not even a disciple to fight. If it is placed in my sect, even if you know that you will die, you will resolutely go to Taiwan!"

"Not really, I heard the master say that the Purple Smoke Pavilion is more special. The true strength of the Xuan Immortal Sect is still in the Flying Ascension Gate and the Divine Yuan Palace...... As for the Purple Smoke Pavilion, the two of them are not to be underestimated!"

When everyone spoke, their eyes fell on Xu Mu's body, after the third senior brother returned from the Xuanxian Sect's Creation Hall just now, he always felt that something was wrong.

"Tell Wen Jun to challenge a guy named Ye Lin by name!" Xu Mu took a deep breath, his voice sonorous and powerful mixed with resentment.

"Ye Lin, I've never heard of this son, could it be that this son has offended the third senior brother?"

The disciples of the Ancient Sect suddenly became active, and they were all human spirits, and they immediately understood what was going on, and they knew that it was time to behave at this time. I saw a disciple with a vigorous figure galloping onto the martial arts platform and whispering to Zhang Wenjun.

patted Zhang Wenjun on the shoulder, and then stepped off the stage and returned. Zhang Wenjun looked at Xu Mu with a smile, and his lips moved slightly: "To die or live?"

Xu Mu did not answer, but chose to drop everything with a big hand, which is self-evident.

Zhang Wenjun smiled fiercely, his eyes were fierce, he stood up from the stage again, and shook the stage with a halberd, the loud bang made the audience a lot quiet, and the sharp mang swept through many disciples of the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and fell on the fat man of Najia, and said with a cold smile: "Fat man, I just heard you say that there is a person called Ye Lin?

"Fatty, I'm your Grandpa Jia. Jia Fatzi spat at Zhang Wenjun unceremoniously, his eyes rolled over the cunning, and his goal was finally achieved.

"Little guy, you can't escape this time, I don't believe that the other party is looking for you by name, and you still refuse to go on stage!"

Jia Fatzi snickered, pretended to be calm, and said with a look of admiration: "My Senior Uncle Ye Lin is a talented person, and his cultivation is unfathomable, if he is here, it will only take five moves to defeat you...... Ten tricks! I advise you to get off the stage quickly!"

At the same time, Ye Lin, Qing Kite, and Shangguan Hao had already arrived in the Purple Smoke Pavilion and went straight to the martial arts platform.

Along the way, he met a disciple who was in a hurry, and happened to meet Lian Tianhe who had been seriously injured and fell unconscious, and this scene made the green kite have a pretty face, and rushed to the martial arts platform with a black face.

Ye Lin looked at Lian Tianhe's injury, sighed, took some healing pills, handed them to the disciples, first let them feed and relieve the injuries of the seventh senior brother, and followed behind the green kite.

How......

The fierce personality of the green kite, stepped into the ring, took out a red fire fairy sword, made the surrounding space burn hot, pointed at Zhang Wenjun, and said angrily: "I will fight with you!"

Zhang Wenjun waited to see clearly who was on stage, and he was suddenly frightened and .......

How is this woman, he subconsciously set his eyes on Xu Mu, don't say that he can fight this woman, I'm afraid that if he hurts this woman a little, Xu Mu will not necessarily bypass him.

"That Ye Lin has also arrived, admit defeat to the green kite!" Xu Mu has reached the realm of the law phase, gave birth to divine thoughts, and explained to Zhang Wenjun in the air.

Zhang Wenjun stiffened, looked at the green kite, and said with trembling hands: "Second princess, don't laugh, I'm just a little servant of His Royal Highness the Prince, how can I fight with you, I'm afraid that His Royal Highness will strip me of my skin,"

"The second princess still don't have to embarrass me, this matter is a matter for our disciples of the Xuanxian Sect. Zhang Wenjun's eyes moved, and he suddenly shouted to everyone in the audience: "Ye Lin, I know that you have arrived, can you dare to go on stage to fight?"

"Hey, Uncle Ye has arrived, boy, don't run, don't run!"

Jia Fatzi from the crowd, I don't know how Lu Dao noticed that Ye Lin had arrived, not to mention the fat figure, relying on his figure, he squeezed a figure away, and dragged Ye Lin, who was standing on the periphery, to the stairs in a daze.

"Fat Jia, what are you doing?" Ye Lin asked as he sensed something was wrong.

"Uncle Shi. Jia Fatzi's words were extremely **, which made Ye Lin feel uncomfortable and shivered. Jia Fatzi's eyes flashed over the cunning, and said, "Uncle Shi, you will know the Tao when you take the stage!"

After speaking, Fat Jia "gently" pushed Ye Lin with his big hand, and pushed him to the stage lightly.

Ye Lin's first reaction in his heart was: "This fat man is weird, he is definitely hiding his cultivation!" When he woke up, he found that he was already standing on the martial arts platform.

"You are Ye Lin?" Zhang Wenjun asked coldly with sharp eyes.

The fat man below couldn't wait to roar: "This is our brave and invincible Uncle Ye, within ten moves, I will beat you into a dead dog, hurry up and kneel down and admit your mistakes!"

"Ye Lin, what are you doing here? The green kite's pretty face was full of trouble, and when she saw that it was him who came up, she felt a headache.

This guy's cultivation is not yet bitter, what is the fun?

Could it be that the scholarly nature has committed it again?

"Senior sister, it's not that I want to come up, it's the fat man who pushed me ....... Before Ye Lin finished speaking, Zhang Wenjun, who was standing on the side, had already interrupted him, and said mockingly: "Finally a man has come out, I thought that all the men in your Purple Smoke Pavilion were dead, and I actually let a princess's daughter correct your name." ”

"What, isn't it possible that you are about to step out of the ring now?" Zhang Wenjun continued to ridicule in his mouth, causing the disciples below to blush and .......

Senior Brother Crazy Immortal is in retreat all year round, and only appears on the first day of the month.

The senior sister doesn't know where it is.

The third senior brother, Tang Yuyuan, was ordered to go to Panlong Mountain to expel the fox demon.

The fourth senior sister and the fifth senior brother, I don't know where they are, and they don't see anyone all year round.

Sixth Senior Brother Tang Zhen, forget it, with his timid and fearful character, how dare he go on stage?

Ye Lin frowned, looked at Zhang Wenjun, and said coldly: "Has anyone said that you are very noisy?

There was a burst of shouting, like a spring thunder exploding, like lightning rushing over the martial arts platform within three miles, which made people hear it clearly! The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and Jia Fatzi suddenly woke up, and immediately stirred up his emotions below.

"Do you know that Uncle Ye is a talent of the earth? A few days ago, the talent bell in my sect rang twice in a row, and it was Uncle Ye who did it!"

"Do you know that when Uncle Ye first entered the Stone Gate, he got the identity of the Xuanzi generation, and even defeated Uncle Tang Zhen several times?"

"Do you know that Uncle Ye is outside the sect, and he even beheaded several thieves and fangs?

"Do you know that the big demon came out of the seal a few days ago because of Uncle Ye?"

Jia Fatzi howled angrily, and his eyes always stared at Ye Lin with a cunning look.

Ye Lin, who was standing on the stage, had already shuddered, and looked at Jia Fatzi in horror.

"This fat man...... Who the hell is it?!How could he know so much?!"

Although the disciples in the audience are all scolding Jia Fatzi for, but the fact that Senior Brother Tang Zhen was attacked and beaten is indeed true.

However, at this time, the great enemy was present, and the disciples could only show an expression of worship to show their admiration!

At least this can scare and scare Zhang Wenjun, right?

At the same time, Xu Mu in the distance looked at Ye Lin with a calm gaze.

The two looked at each other in the air, Xu Mu raised a disdainful smile, and said: "I warned you, don't get close to the green kite, it's you who don't listen, and collect some interest today, understand?"

Jia Fatzi was impatient, and when he saw that the green kite was in the way on the stage, he slammed the steps of the martial arts platform with his big hand, and said, "Uncle Nine, you come down first!" After saying that, Jia Fatzi shook his big hand, and a hurricane swept around, wrapping the green kite and pulling it down from the stage.

The green kite's pretty face was in disbelief, looking around, and said, "That elder?"

"Uncle Ye, hit him, beat him!!" Jia Fatzi was suddenly indignant, excited more than he himself took the stage!

"Here, open the market!"

"Bet that Uncle Ye can win this fang, one pays two, and the upper limit is not capped!"

"Bet on Ye to defeat Uncle Ye, one will lose one, and the upper limit will not be capped!"

Jia Fatzi took out a large handful of Dao jade, and he didn't know where Lu Dao got it, so he screamed and started the gambling game......

"Wen Jun, just destroy his arms and break one leg!" Xu Mu didn't ask, and said coldly.

"Obey!" Zhang Wenjun smiled fiercely, looked at Ye Lin with a halberd and jokingly said: "Little white face, if you want to get the woman you like, you rely on your strength, not just your face, the third senior brother asked me to collect some interest first!"

"Okay, then I'll charge some interest first. Ye Lin looked at Zhang Wenjun and sighed, the spiritual light in his hand flickered, and a golden spear had already appeared in his hand!

......

At the same time, the pavilion in the main courtyard of the pavilion.

Ling Tianhou was playing against Purple Spirit.

Ling Tianhou pinched Bai Zi, his gaze had not fallen on the distance for a long time. Zi Ling also looked in the direction of the martial arts platform, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles.

"He's messing around again, alas, the old man is really envious. After waiting for a long time, Ling Tian sighed and smiled.

Zi Ling, who was wearing a white veil, smiled and said softly: "Since he insisted on letting Ye Lin fight, he must have seen that this son was extraordinary, not righteous and angry." ”

"Hmm. Ye Lin's son, the bitter sea contains the holy yang, a little cultivation, in the future, as a shocking world, Ling'er, you really don't plan to take this son back to the sect?" Ling Tianhou Baizi landed on the chessboard and said lightly.

"Do you think he will be willing?" Zi Ling's eyes crossed with a smile and asked softly.

"Ha Luha, with his indefatigable character, if we bring this son back to the Ling family, I'm afraid he will fight with us!"