"Who's fat, you say?"

Everyone followed the sound and found that the person who spoke turned out to be Pan Congcong, who had been following him.

Pan Congcong's voice is crisp, as beautiful as a oriole.

Not only is the voice beautiful, but the person is also extremely beautiful.

As soon as Pan Congcong's voice came out, the eyes of everyone present were instantly attracted.

At this time, the man who had made things difficult for Wang Cheng just now saw Pan Congcong coming from his feet, and immediately showed a mocking look.

The man has several scars on his face, and he looks like five big and three thick, with big shoulders and a round waist, and a nine-ring knife on his back, with a fierce and vicious appearance.

The man with the scar said: "Dare to love you as a big man, and hide behind a woman, you are really embarrassed by our man's face, if Lao Tzu were you, Lao Tzu would have found a river to jump in and drown." ”

Pan Congcong walked up to the man with the scar, crossed his hands on his hips, and asked, "You are a king and eight calves, who are you scolding?"

The scarred man smiled: "Master is scolding people today, what's the matter?"

Mo Xiaoxuan and Yu Chengcheng were a little unsightly.

After all, the attitude of the scar man is too arrogant.

But when the two were about to teach the scar man a lesson, Song Zhong stretched out his hand and pulled them.

Song Zhong smiled: "Xiaoxuan, Allure, don't worry, he can deal with the fat man." ”

Just as Song Zhong finished saying this, Wang Cheng protected Pan Congcong behind him.

Wang Cheng turned to Pan Congcong and said, "What are you fooling around, go eat some meat and drink some wine with your Brother Song, I'll solve this kind of thing." ”

Wang Cheng's tone was full of doting.

Pan Congcong hung his head shyly and answered softly.

With small steps, Pan Congcong walked to the table and sat down, but his eyes were staring at Wang Cheng.

Song Zhong silently picked up the teacup and took a sip, he was a little lucky, fortunately Pan Congcong didn't like him, otherwise he really didn't know how to deal with women.

The man with the scar said proudly: "The dead fat man has a little guts, and he didn't hide behind the woman's back anymore." ”

Wang Cheng's face was as usual, and he asked calmly: "Say, what do you want?" ”

The man with the scar smiled: "Lao Tzu looks at your age, but you are only in your early twenties, at your age, you are also worthy of talking to Lao Tzu? ”

The man with the scar said with a look of unfinished business.

Then, the scar man pulled out the nine-ring broadsword behind his back, and there was a "bang" sound on the knife, and the next moment, the scarred man actually slammed the nine-ring broadsword into the table next to Wang Cheng, and the table let the nine-ring broadsword pierce, but it was not all broken.

The people in the tavern were horrified.

"It turned out to be a well-known swordsman in Daping Mountain, jealous and hateful - Jiang Ming. ”

"It is said that this Jiang Ming has the strength of the first-class realm, his own knife skills are superb, and his knife skills are strange in a fast word, so that many swordsmen on the rivers and lakes are out of reach, and he is famous in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Yes, yes, this kid is so young, he actually met Jiang Ming, although this Jiang Ming has the nickname of jealousy and hatred, but he is also a wicked person, otherwise how could he tease the little fat man's companion in public. ”

"It seems that this little fat man doesn't have any good fruits to eat, look at the age of this fat man, at most he is in the second-rate realm, right? How can the second-rate realm be compared with the first-class realm? The martial artist in the second-rate realm is just stepping into the martial arts and has just started. ”

"Look at this little fat man's friends, his friends are all indifferent, it seems that his friends are also afraid, but think about it, after all, he met Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming used the Nine Ring Broadsword, and he is famous near Daping Mountain. It's normal for them to be afraid. ”

"I don't know who the elders of these five dolls' family are, if they know, ventilate the elders in their family in time, but a tragedy can be avoided. ”

Whether it is Song Zhong, Mo Xiaoxuan, or Yu Chengcheng and Pan Congcong, they are all first-class masters, deaf and clear-sighted, and they listen to all the discussions around them.

Nine-ring big sword, jealousy and hatred - Jiang Ming enjoyed the praise of everyone present very much, and his face was full of smiles.

Song Zhong and the others looked at each other one by one.

Jealousy and hatred - Jiang Ming stared at Wang Cheng and asked with a smile: "How about it? Let Lao Tzu's name be scared, right? If you are afraid, it is better to go home quickly, don't look at the beauty in front of Lao Tzu." ”

Wang Cheng frowned and asked, "It's you spying on my friend, shouldn't it be that you want to go home?"

Jealousy is like hatred - Jiang Ming's anger suddenly came up: "How the are you talking? Speak politely." ”

Jiang Ming's voice made the guests drinking in the tavern stop discussing one after another.

The audience was silent, and the pins could be heard.

Jiang Ming was really angry.

Jiang Ming was angry, this little fat man would definitely suffer.

But the little fat man will suffer if he suffers, and they can't suffer.

"Hahaha. ”

At this moment, Song Zhong couldn't hold back and accidentally laughed.

Jealousy is like hatred - Jiang Ming looked at Song Zhong.

All the guests present also looked at Song Zhong.

There was such a thought in everyone's minds.

Is this junior dying?

How dare you laugh at this time?

Who is Jiang Ming!

It doesn't matter who you are, you will be in bed for a few months.

Jiang Ming's temper, although the guests present did not dare to say that they were completely familiar with it, they could also analyze it.

The eyes of the guests were full of sympathy for Song Zhong.

After all, Song Zhong looked even weaker than the fat man just now.

Song Zhong looks very thin, although he is tall, he has no strength, he carries a sword on his back, but he has no murderous aura, he looks more like a scholar, where does he look like a swordsman.

On the other hand, the fat man just now, even if his martial arts realm is not high, just with his own body, he can still block Jiang Ming's few moves, and he will not be defeated immediately.

Song Zhong noticed everyone's strange gazes, and immediately said: "I'm sorry, I'm professionally trained, unless it's really funny, otherwise I won't laugh." ”

As soon as Song finally said this, Jiang Ming's face darkened.

Everyone stared at Jiang Ming, and then at Song Zhong, they really couldn't understand why Song Zhong could be so bold and dare to challenge Jiang Ming's anger.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Ming really became more angry.

Jiang Ming suddenly pulled out the nine-ring broadsword that was deeply inserted into the table and threw it towards Song Zhong.

Everyone present exclaimed.

"Jiang Ming has made a move! The first-class realm swordsman is really different. ”

"This knife flies out so fast!"

"That little white face is going to be finished. ”

"Jiang Ming is in the area of Daping Mountain, his sword skills are so fast, no one can beat him, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary!"

"This knife, shouldn't it hurt those three beauties by mistake?"

The crowd was talking.

And Wang Cheng, the protagonist at the beginning of this matter, laughed a little sadly. 110 eBooks

Although everyone knew that Wang Cheng was laughing, they didn't have time to pay attention to Wang Cheng.

After all, that knife had already come to Song Zhong.

The nine-ring big knife was only one foot away from Song Zhong, and the next moment it was about to stab Song Zhong in the cheek.

In the eyes of outsiders, Song Zhong is like a child who frightened this nine-ring big knife, stunned in place, not knowing what to do.

And the three female companions beside him had never seen a scene of fighting and killing, so they were all stunned and indifferent.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, constantly sighing that such a young little white-faced swordsman was about to die under Jiang Ming's sword, and only Wang Cheng was laughing.

Jiang Ming didn't look at Song Zhong, but pointed at Wang Cheng and asked, "Dead fatty, why are you laughing?"

Wang Cheng smiled: "I laugh at you for being too naïve." ”

As soon as Wang Cheng said this, the guests in the tavern were also in an uproar.

"Look at it! That nine-ring big sword actually stopped in front of the little white-faced swordsman!"

"Is this little white-faced swordsman a hidden master? It is said that when the internal force reaches a certain level, he can control things in the air!"

"Could it be that in the tavern, there are masters to help?"

"Such a young swordsman is indifferent to the sword attacked by the jealous Jiang Ming, and the knife stays directly in front of the swordsman?"

"No! It's impossible, this kind of strength, at least in the late stage of the first-class realm!"

"He's too young, how can he be a master in the late stage of the first-class realm?"

"Even if he is a disciple of the Wuji Holy Sect, it is impossible to be so good, among the Wuji Holy Sect, the only ones who can reach this point now are Ding Undefeated, He Donglai, and Zhiqinsheng, and the Holy Maiden of the Holy Sect, barely one, as for the others, forget it! The younger generation in the Holy Sect is only a few people, and judging by what he is wearing, he is not a member of the Wuji Holy Sect at all! Where is he taught? Which disciple is it?"

The guests in the tavern began to talk.

At first, they all thought that Song Zhong's fight was to frighten Jiang Ming's knife, so they didn't move for a long time.

In fact, no matter how fast Jiang Ming's knife is, as long as someone has learned some kung fu, it can be dodged.

Now it seems that Song Zhong and the three beauties did not hide or avoid, they were not frightened at all, but completely fearless!

"Give you a chance, you reorganize the language. ”

Song Zhong was not in a hurry, sipping tea carefully, and the nine-ring big knife was still hanging in front of his cheek.

Jealous as Qiu Jiang Ming swallowed his saliva, he didn't expect that a little white face like Song Zhong would be able to have such strength.

A martial artist who can control items in the air has an extremely deep internal force, and Song Zhong not only controls things in the air, but also can stop the attacking broadsword abruptly, this kind of internal force, Jiang Ming sighed to himself.

Jiang Ming said: "Master, master, the villain knows that he is wrong, please don't blame him, it is the villain who has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and the villain who has eyes and does not know Mount Tai." ”

Jiang Ming apologized again and again.

Song Zhong didn't bother to raise his eyes, and said lazily: "You are not wrong, where are you wrong? Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, my fair lady, the gentleman is good." It's your right to like beauty, what's wrong with you?"

Fine sweat broke out on Jiang Ming's forehead, his legs went weak, and he fell directly to the ground.

Everyone in the tavern was even more amazed after discovering that Jiang Ming was kneeling.

"Damn, I didn't expect Jiang Ming to have this day. ”

"This young man is hidden deeply. ”

"It's amazing, I want to reach his level in my life, it's difficult, it's difficult......"

"The strength of this internal force, I'm afraid it has the late stage of the first-class realm!"

"Jiang Ming is finished, Jiang Ming is finished, Jiang Ming has always liked to look at other people's daughters, Lao Tzu has long looked at him unpleasantly, but he suffers from his lack of strength, and there is no way to cure him, now it's okay, he met such a powerful swordsman, it's really happy, he deserves his bad luck!"

Song Zhong gently put down the teacup in his hand, and then raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ming.

At the moment when he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ming, the nine-ring broadsword in front of Song Zhong's cheek suddenly flew out and slammed into Jiang Ming's knees, and the blade was only an inch away from Jiang Ming's head.

Jiang Ming's teeth chattered, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Song finally said, "Get out!

When Jiang Ming heard this, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to pull out the knife, and ran towards the outside of the tavern in a gray manner.

And the people who followed Jiang Ming to the tavern to drink also left quietly.

Wang Cheng shook his head with a smile, with a helpless expression on his face, picked up the nine-ring broadsword and threw it directly out of the door.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the tavern.

This wind originated from the Nine Rings Great Sword.

Wang Cheng threw the nine-ring broadsword out, bringing a gust of wind.

In the tavern, all the guests exclaimed that they had looked away.

They didn't expect that the strength of this fat man was not weak!

This fat man's martial arts must at least have a first-class realm!

Everyone in the tavern was amazed that they could meet such a powerful character in such a small place.

And these two characters are very young!

It's too young to be true!

If this is given them a few more years, I am afraid that the reputation will shake the whole world.

The crowd was so surprised that they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

At this time, I heard the sound of the nine-ring broadsword flying out and landing on the bluestone road outside, the sound was crisp, as if it was deeply inserted into the bluestone road.

Everyone was stunned, the nine-ring broadsword happened to be inserted in Jiang Ming's inevitable path, and as soon as Jiang Ming saw his broadsword flying out and landing in front of him, he was immediately frightened and fell to the ground.

At this time, Wang Cheng slowly walked towards Song Zhong.

Wang Cheng said: "Brother, you won't let me be in the limelight at all." ”

Song Zhong spread his hands and said helplessly: "I didn't say that I wouldn't let you be in the limelight, it was you who didn't take advantage of the opportunity, and you could still waste such a good opportunity." ”

Wang Cheng was a little helpless and sat next to Pan Congcong.

Pan Congcong took Wang Cheng's arm.

Wang Cheng smiled and gently patted the back of Pan Congcong's hand.

Song Zhong looked around the tavern.

The guests in the tavern felt Song Zhong's gaze, and suddenly didn't dare to look at it anymore, and they each went to make their own affairs.

"Ouch, ouch, what do you want to eat? ”

At this time, the shopkeeper showed his head.

Song finally looked at the sweat on the forehead of the shopkeeper, and immediately knew that he was worried and afraid.

Wang Cheng said: "Don't be afraid, the shopkeeper is not afraid, we are all good people, the bad guys just now let us run away, please rest assured." ”

The shopkeeper was a little relieved, and asked with a smile: "A few little brothers are strong in martial arts, I don't know what sect they are in?"

Wang Cheng said casually: "Oh, we are the disciples of the Wuji Holy Sect, this is our Qinglong Hall Master, Song Zhong. This is our holy daughter and the hall master of the White Tiger Hall, Mo Xiaoxuan. ”

The shopkeeper said, "Oh, it turned out to be the Infinite Saint...... Holy Sect of God, what?

The shopkeeper's voice suddenly became sharper, and the whole person looked like a fried cat.