Chapter 391: Turmoil (Part II)
Song Qingming finished speaking, looked at Liu Guanyu again, and asked with a posture of looking at the world and standing proudly in the group: "Liu Gongzi, I don't know where your immortal township is?
"Where do you dare to compare with Song Gongzi, I am just a poor person, and now I am practicing in the junior class!" Liu Guanyu glanced at Song Qingming, and seemed to be very inferior.
"Haha, Liu Gongzi? Song Gongzi, he can't afford the word Gongzi! Can he compare with you? Firefly Yan can compete with Haoyue!" The woman who had a crush on Song Qingming spoke.
In the words, there is endless malice.
I saw her wearing a light pink dress, a good face, but a little mean, a white neck, wearing a string of magic crystal necklaces, a powerful fluctuation, diffuse out.
An emerald green wrench on the hand is crystal clear and shining, which makes people know that it is not ordinary.
Her whole body is always telling others that she is very rich.
The woman raised her hand with a wrench and pointed at Su Chen, and seemed to be showing off: "This disciple Liu, I won't call you Gongzi, I'm afraid of losing your life!
Liu Guanyu looked at his clothes: "Isn't this dress bad?"
"Okay, of course!" the woman's wrenched hand shook in front of everyone's eyes again, "Maybe, only you think it's okay!"
"Hahahaha......" After the woman finished speaking, several people laughed.
Feng Xueshan's face suddenly became gloomy like rain.
She brought Liu Guanyu to the drinking party, not to let people laugh at him.
"Can you accumulate some virtue when you speak, you must know that trouble comes from your mouth!" Feng Xueshan was a little angry.
"Ouch, I'm so scared!" The woman patted her heart with her hand, looking afraid, but said in her mouth: "Don't be naïve to think that all people will be afraid of your Feng family!"
"Zhu Lianying, is it possible that my Feng family will still be afraid of your Zhu family!" Feng Xueshan glared angrily.
"Who is afraid of whom!" Zhu Lianying looked disdainful.
At this moment, the crowd was in a commotion, separated like a wave, and seven or eight people, embracing a young man with an elegant demeanor and a dignified demeanor, walked to the center of the hall.
"Wow, the prince is so handsome and cool! He is really a dragon and a phoenix among people, a star among immortals! I don't know who will be lucky enough to marry him in the future!" sighed another woman at the same table like a nymphomaniac.
"Silence, the prince is going to speak!" Zhu Lianying said softly.
The prince stood still in the hall, stretched out his hands, and pressed it weakly, and the whole hall was immediately silent.
"Everyone is welcome to come to the cocktail party! After eating and drinking, there will be a program of meeting friends with martial arts, I hope everyone will actively participate!"
"Thank you, Prince!"
"I have a small proposal, everyone sits according to the spiritual power realm, and sits separately in the early, middle, and late stages of the heavenly realm, so that it is convenient to meet friends with martial arts, what do you think?"
The prince said with a smile, his sharp eyes swept over Feng Xueshan and Liu Guanyu.
"Everything obeys the Prince's orders!" someone shouted.
"Okay, everyone, please take a seat!"
Immediately, someone started changing tables.
"Ouch, we are at this table, we are only in the middle of the Heavenly Realm, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up with Disciple Liu! Otherwise, let's change places!" Zhu Lianying teased.
"Miss Feng, what realm is he?" Song Qingming asked deliberately.
In fact, cultivators with high realms can generally see the strength of lower realms.
If you can't see it clearly, it probably means that the other party's strength is higher than yours.
Feng Xueshan immediately became angry, and immediately wanted to stand up and leave directly with Liu Guanyu, but Liu Guanyu grabbed her little hand: "If you come, you will be safe! What's more, someone may not let you go!"
As soon as the words fell, a young man walked over and said to Feng Xueshan: "Miss Feng, the prince invites you to sit at his table!"
Feng Xueshan's face sank: "You tell the prince, it's good for me to sit here, don't bother him!"
But the young man hesitated.
"What, do you want me to repeat it?"
The young man had no choice but to leave.
"Oh, some people are higher than us, let's take the initiative to move somebody. Zhu Lianying said sneeringly.
"Why do we have so many people and let him be alone? If you want to move places, some people will move them!" Song Qingming said.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Liu Guanyu.
Liu Guanyu sat peacefully.
Feng Xueshan also sat down.
She was really angry, if it wasn't for Liu Guanyu's persuasion, she would have left a long time ago.
A delicate and pretty face, full of coldness.
"What? still want us to invite?" Song Qingming said coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
"This world is so strange, you didn't let me in just now, and now you won't let me sit! Senior Sister Feng, are you sure these people are your friends?" Liu Guanyu finally became a little moved.
"Friend, maybe, after today, it won't be anymore!" Feng Xueshan said word by word.
Song Qingming's eyes shrank, and he looked at Liu Guanyu deeply: "Boy, you don't seem to be able to figure out the situation!"
"Yes, dressed like a beggar, what a thing, don't pee and take pictures, dare to sing against our Song Gongzi, you are an old birthday star hanged, purely looking for death, right?!" Zhu Lianying snorted coldly.
In Liu Guanyu's heart, anger was rising.
"Are you really reckless?" Feng Xueshan said with great disappointment.
"Love, what kind of relationship do you have with him?" Zhu Lianying sneered.
Feng Xueshan looked at her best friend, but Li Qingmei looked indifferent, as if she hadn't seen anything.
Feng Xueshan's heart tingled.
"I don't want to die, get out of here now!" Song Qingming drank suddenly, and his eyes were full of fierceness.
He doesn't need to hide it, because he has the strength and capital to be so domineering.
Because he is Song Qingming of Jieyang City!
His father is the city lord of Jieyang City, Song Zhong!
Liu Guanyu was silent, but the clothes on his body were windless.
"Ouch, a garbage from the early stage of the Heavenly Realm, and you still want to do it with me?" Song Qingming twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled fiercely.
"Senior Sister Feng, if I fight here, what impact will it have on you?" Liu Guanyu didn't look at Song Qingming, and asked Feng Xueshan directly.
"If you want to fight, fight it, where are there so many scruples!" Feng Xueshan was also angry.
The attitude of ignoring the two completely ignited Song Qingming's arrogant anger.
He stood up with a snort, clenched his fists, and asked loudly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, there is a piece of garbage that you want to cut with me, I wonder if it is possible now?"
The prince had actually been watching the situation here for a long time, and if someone taught that kid a lesson, he would naturally be happy to see it happen.
After a little hesitation, he said: "In this case, then we will have a martial arts meeting and a wine banquet at the same time, while appreciating and eating, what do you think?"
"Good!"
"The prince is wise!"
......
The crowd applauded in unison.
And quickly in the middle of the hall, to make a vacant space.
"Trash, go out and die!" Song Qingming said viciously, taking the lead towards the central clearing.
Liu Guanyu stood up slowly and walked over step by step.
Song Qingming saw that Liu Guanyu actually followed, and he couldn't help but have some small accidents.
Isn't this kind of garbage supposed to cower and kneel and beg for mercy?
In fact, it deviated slightly from his imagination.
"I don't know whether it's dead or alive, it's really beyond my strength!" Song Qingming couldn't help but clench his fists.
Soon, the two of them came to the center of the hall, a foot apart, and stood firmly.
"Now kneel and kowtow, I can still open the net!" Song Qingming said loftily.
"You're thinking too much!" Liu Guanyu said coldly.
"I don't know what to do, give me death!" A cold light flashed in Song Qingming's eyes, he broke off his drink, raised his right fist, and a fist rushed out and smashed towards Liu Guanyu.
The fist broke through the air, roared, and the sound of this punch was powerful.
"Good!" Zhu Lianying shouted.
The fist advanced like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, it was less than a foot away from Liu Guanyu's face.
The cruel smile on Song Qingming's face became more and more intense, and there seemed to be a phantom in front of him.
Liu Guanyu's face was covered with blood and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.
Most of the onlookers were sneering.
They knew that although this Song Gongzi was arrogant and rude, his strength should not be underestimated.
When Liu Guanyu met Song Gongzi, it was simply an ant that met an elephant.
At this moment, Liu Guanyu's left hand was raised, and a palm shadow came out, grabbing the fist like lightning.
The two are in the air, with a brief stillness.
"The mantis arm blocks the car, I don't know whether I am dead or alive!" Song Qingming didn't expect that Liu Guanyu would dare to make a move, and he would also catch his fist!
I borrowed the fist of the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm, how could you catch it in the early stage?
A touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual power in Song Qingming's body surged out.
The fist burst into brilliant light, and the car that seemed to have stepped up the throttle rushed forward.
"Boom!"
A loud bang rose into the sky.
But no matter how hard the fist struggled, it couldn't break through the grasp of the palm shadow.
That palm shadow is like a majestic mountain.
"Impossible! How is this possible?!" Song Qingming was a little dumbfounded.
The next moment.
Liu Guanyu's left palm hooked, folded, turned, and the fist in the air was instantly twisted into a twisted shape.
"Kara!"
With a crisp sound, the fist suddenly shattered, turning into fragments of spiritual power, scattering and soaring.
Song Qingming's heart shook wildly, and his left hand blasted out again, and a fist was like thunder and lightning, heading straight to Liu Guanyu's waist.
Its speed is much faster than the right fist just now.
"Shocking punch!"
Liu Guanyu's eyebrows raised, and his right fist slammed out.
A fist was dazzling and eye-catching.
between the electric light and flint.
"Boom!"
The two fists smashed together, and the surging waves of qi shot wildly, and the people who were closer immediately held up the protective shield before they stood firm.
"Click!"
In the crisp sound, Song Qingming's fist shattered.
This scene made the smiles on the faces of Zhu Lianying and the others suddenly freeze, and their eyes were full of extreme astonishment and shock.
Fortunately, Liu Guanyu's fist can only hit three feet away, otherwise, under this punch, Song Qingming's arm will be broken.
Extremely frightened, he didn't say a word, opened his mouth, and a silver ray rushed out, rushing towards Liu Guanyu like thunder.
But it turned out to be a short sword half a foot long.
"No, the blood refining flying sword that cultivates each other's life! Song Gongzi also used such a big move!" someone exclaimed.
"Indeed, there is some fuss!" chimed in the other.
An extreme cold swept out like a raging wave.
Within a few zhang of space, it was immediately white, the ground froze instantly, and the person who was weaker next to him became stiff in an instant, and a layer of ice crystals appeared on his body.
The flying sword slashed through the void, and suddenly it was in front of Liu Guanyu's eyebrows.
The chill to the bones, the endless killing machine, overwhelming.