It's just that this storyteller obviously doesn't seem to be afraid of death, he looked around, and then said slowly: "Hehe, who dares to do anything in this building? Chen Budiao's injury is indeed true! It was told to me by a knight who ran down from the mountain, and I also saw it when I passed by the Chen Sword Sect yesterday. ”

The storyteller continued: "Do you know how terrifying the scene is? Chen Budiao was covered in, but I could smell the stench from a long distance at that time, and I was a good generation of heroes in the rivers and lakes, hahaha......

The others thought of Chen Bu's ugly appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"Bastard, are you tired of living?" said the fair-skinned young man who suddenly stood up and pointed his sword at the storyteller.

"Yo, this guest officer, you should know what kind of place this is, and I advise you to put down your sword. The storyteller spoke without hesitation or panic.

I have never heard of anyone making trouble in any green building, or in other words, no one has ever been able to make trouble in any green building and get out alive.

"Shu Wan, sit down, this Qinglou is the power of the Demon Cave, don't act rashly. Chen Buqun shook his head and said softly.

"But...... It's so damn......"

But because of this, the unobtrusive little monk who had just walked in looked at the corner and glanced at Chen Buqun......

Chen Buqun immediately stood up: "Bastard!"

"Brother......

This time, it was the fair-skinned young man who tugged at the corner of his clothes, but the expression on his face was a little strange.

After all, Chen Buqun had just finished persuading himself, why did he stand up again?

......

"Hmph, let's get down to business. When the storyteller saw the man sitting down, he began to say again, "Do you know that there are already people in the Eighteen Arhat Formation of Jinshan Temple who have successfully broken through the level? This is something that must be recorded in history, and the person who succeeded in breaking through is also very coincidental, and his name is Xiao Yan." ”

"There is such a thing, who is that Xiao Yan?"

"Xiao Yan? ”

At first, many people were curious about Xiao Yan in the mouth of Mr. Storyteller.

"It is said that after this Xiao Yan is also a famous family, his father Xiao Zhan is also a famous master, but unfortunately he died young......"

The more the storyteller talked, the more proud he became.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Far away......"

"Well, I'm sorry, let's continue to talk about Xiao Yan, it is said that he is eight feet tall, his waist is also eight feet, and he looks like an orangutan......"

"Poof......

The immodest little monk sitting not far away had just taken a sip of tea, and when he heard the words, he was so frightened that he immediately squirted out, as if he was shocked by what the storyteller said, and then looked down at his weak body......

Something seems wrong......

......

"I can't imagine that this Xiao Yan is so terrifying? This person is really a monster!"

The bald rich businessman really stood up, took a ruler and measured it, and praised Zheng Zheng.

Everyone in the audience nodded in agreement.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Da Vinci and Chen Budiao lost at his hands. Mr. Scholar looked at the excitement of the people in front of him, and couldn't help but feel secretly proud in his heart.

"Xiao Yan......" Chen Buqun stared in a certain direction, and kept muttering in his mouth, as if he was stupid.

"Not only that, I heard that this Xiao Yan is still a psychopath, and there is nothing he can't do, by the way, have you heard of one thing? ”

The storyteller on the stage threw out another bombshell news, and then showed a mentally retarded smile.

This time, the people in the audience quickly understood it and threw money on the stage, after all, the real events in the rivers and lakes sounded more exciting than those in the book.

And those present vaguely guessed what the storyteller was talking about.

"I believe everyone has heard of this matter, that night, Li Bai hurriedly came down from Jinshan Temple, and rushed into the Divine Medicine Hall with a red face, do you know why?"

The storyteller paused at this point, looked at the people who were staring at him seriously, and then said slowly: "A tower, about this big." ”

With that, the storyteller gestured with his hand.

......

"What, why did you get to the tower?" asked a young man, a little confused.

"You don't know, do you? hehehehe...... I'll tell you......" said a middle-aged man next to him.

"This ...... Can you still play like this?"

When Brother Gongzi heard this, he looked at the size of the storyteller's comparison again, and his heart was also a deer, and his face was flushed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The middle-aged man seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and quickly woke him up and said, "Are you crazy, don't even think about it." ”

......

"Huh!"

But at this moment, the sound of the long sword unsheathed.

The fair-skinned young man stood up, stabbed the storyteller with a long sword, and shouted angrily: "Bastard, dare to insult Brother Li Bai and Brother Budiao...... I'll kill you!"

"Wait......" Chen Buqun hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, but unfortunately he only caught the boy's bun.

"Whoa......

Chen Buqun pulled hard, and then his long hair fluttered in the air......

"Female?"

Someone found out that this son turned out to be a woman.

"it...... It's a beautiful woman......"

......

I saw that the girl had green hair, black and soft, and the white scholar's robe on her body, although it could not show her curves, it looked more ancient and elegant.

It's just that Mr. Storyteller has no intention of appreciating the beauty at this time, because the sword has reached his throat.

"Qiang ......"

The sound of steel clashing suddenly sounded, and it was shocking......

The crowd settled down, and then they saw what was going on.

I saw a little monk standing in front of Mr. Storyteller, holding a club-like object in his hand, standing in front of him, blocking the girl's sword.

"Monk?" the girl frowned and said coldly: "You actually came to such a filthy place, the scum of Buddhism?

"Huh...... Don't kill people so casually...... And you said that this place is dirty, so aren't you here too?" The corners of the little monk's mouth rose slightly, and the breath of internal strength on his body slowly emanated.

Seven layers of internal strength!

"This ...... The little monk is really a martial artist, I didn't go over to laugh at ...... just now"

Someone whispered soberly.

"However, I'm afraid this internal strength is weaker?"

Although most of the people present were people who had been hollowed out by the wine and didn't know much about martial arts, they could still feel the sense of oppression.

At least, the aura on the girl's body is more than twice as powerful as that of the little monk......

"I ......"

The girl was blushing a little by the little monk's rhetorical question, and she was speechless for a while.

"Huh...... It's pretty good...... It's a pity it's a flat-chested ......."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the little monk's mouth on the opposite side, staring at a certain part of the girl for a long time, and finally came to a comment.

"Shameless thief! kill you!" the girl scolded, swinging her sword and stabbing at the little monk.

Chen's swordsmanship!

Fifteen layers of internal strength!

Genius girl Chen Shuwan!

Every fame is amazing, as an excellent girl, she even has an A breast......

Excellent = A?

It doesn't seem to be a problem......

......

Therefore, Chen Shuwan really doesn't pay attention to the seventh-layer prostitute thief in the district.

"Shu Wan, you step down ......"

But at this moment, Chen Buqun had already walked up.

"Brother...... I'm going to kill him!" Chen Shuwan didn't move, just pointed her sword at the little monk and refused to retreat.

"You...... Alas......" Chen Buqun sighed, shook his head and said, "You are not his opponent yet......"

"Huh?" Chen Shuwan frowned, a little doubtful that she had heard it wrong, so she asked, "Brother...... What do you say?"

"You, you're no match for him. Chen Buqun repeated, but his eyes were fixed on the little monk in front of him.

"This ......" Although the genius Chen Shuwan was a little unconvinced, she still put down her sword.

"Huh...... Your brother is right. The little monk stared at Chen Shuwan's excellent place with some pride, licked his lips, and then said defiantly.

"You ......"

was so angry that Chen Shuwan stomped her feet.

However, this is at this time.

Chen Buqun took a step forward very seriously, pointed his long sword at the little monk and said, "I'll kill you!"

"Haha...... But you're no match for me......"

The little monk said with a smile.

"Brother, his 'Ember Sword' has not been able to defeat you either, it seems that it is really like what you said, there are too many loopholes in the Chen clan's swordsmanship. Chen Buqun gritted his teeth, restrained his emotions, and continued: "However, even if it is not your opponent, I, Chen Buqun, will prove to you the arrogance of the Jiangdong Chen clan. ”

Qiang.

He pulled out his sword with all his might, pointed it at some unscrupulous little monk, and threw it away like garbage.

The flames emanated from him, and the earth-shattering momentum that continued to rise overwhelmed everyone present.

Fifteen layers of internal strength.

Seventeen floors.

......

Twenty-five floors!

Twenty-six floors!