Chapter Seventy-Five: Zhu Qiang Appears

"Hahaha, Brother Zhan, you are really underestimated! I'd rather drink a glass of Hades than light a stick of incense in front of the Buddha. ”

"The little Yama King Dong Fei is greedy for wine, and the smiling Buddha Feng Lang loves money, looking at the appearance of your Excellency's bejeweled soil buns, it must be the smiling Buddha Feng Lang!"

"I didn't expect this small bluestone town to meet such a person, we two brothers, today is finally not in vain" In the middle of the aftermath, people found that two figures floated down from the roof of Fengming Pavilion.

When I came closer, I saw that there were two middle-aged men who were not very old!

These two people are dressed in long robes, one green and one white, and their plackets are swaying lightly in the wind, with an indescribable sense of strangeness.

Seeing the comer, Zhan Tianxiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief!

The smiling Buddha Feng Lang squinted his eyes, the momentum on his body paused slightly, and he smiled slightly: "Hmph, I have heard of the name of Kunlun Mountain's "South Peak and North Show", the peak of Nanxia Lu, and the white night of Beixia, I can see it today, and it really deserves its name."

"You can speak, since the Smiling Buddha has appeared, then the little Yama King must have also arrived, come out, it's not a hero's work to hide his head and show his tail," Nanxia Lu Zhifeng said with a laugh.

"Hmph, it's just some false names, where are these fine wines coming from! I'd rather spend the previous month, don't forget the wine in the cup, good wine, good wine" In an inconspicuous corner, a man wearing a shabby hat stood up from a wicker chair.

A pitch-black wine gourd in his hand staggered over, and from time to time he raised his head and drank a few sips.

"Dong Fei, you don't have to pretend to be a ghost, relying on your identity and cultivation to stir up the affairs of this Qingshi Town, it's a bit disregardful of your identity. Brother Zhan and I have known each other for many years, and I hope that the two of us will give a thin face" Beixia Baiye said softly, and between his footsteps, he stood side by side with Nanxia Lu Zhifeng.

These four people stood opposite each other, and the invisible momentum was not triggered, but it seemed that they had a thousand forces pressing on the hearts of the people around them, and the needles could be heard.

Seeing such a trend, many small forces were shocked!

The people in front of them are all well-known masters in the rivers and lakes.

It can be said that anyone who is placed in Qingshi Town is a strong man who stomps and shakes three times, and he is not a little stronger than the masters of the three major families.

Unexpectedly, four people came at once today, and even the exhibitors who seemed to be a little weaker had this level of strong reinforcements.

really responded to that sentence, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff!

At this moment, even the short knife door that took the initiative to speak before obediently remained silent.

Some dilapidated small forces are even more forbidden!

In today's situation, the three major families obviously have their own backs, and it's really hard to say which one is stronger and which is weaker. In this wrestling, if you stand on the wrong team, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Hehe, although "Nanfeng Beixiu" is famous, it is also the same as the two of us, and it can't get rid of the glory of this world. ”

"Our brothers are just here to support the field, since the north and the south are coming, why don't you want to give some face?" After a while, the smiling Buddha Feng Lang unexpectedly lost his momentum, turned his head and walked towards the seat behind him.

Dong Fei, the little king of Yama, also smiled, picked up a pot of old wine from the table, and staggered away.

Beixia Bai Ye and Nanxia Lu Zhifeng looked at each other, and also collected their momentum, bowed their heads towards Zhan Tianxiong, and found a random place to sit down on the side.

The cultivation of these four people is comparable, if it is really a competition, it is difficult to say whether the winner is lost!

Just like the smiling Buddha Feng Lang said, they can come today, which has already given these two families a lot of face.

Today, it is the best situation for them to be able to contain each other, how can they really fight to the death?

The original stalemate was broken by the inexplicable actions of these four people, and there was a feeling of loud thunder and small raindrops, which caused the people present to look sideways.

In the side pavilion, there is even more silence, most of them here are some junior characters, where have I seen these scenes, those are all famous masters on the rivers and lakes.

"Grandma's, I really want to go up with them for a few tricks" Yu Chi Hero, who was originally immersed in eating, also stopped, and some beast blood boiled ink.

"Cut, just the two of us, it's not enough for people to stuff their teeth, do you think this is to learn from the masters in the Sword Buried Villa. You can be honest with me, before going down the mountain, Uncle Thirteen can say, you have to listen to me" Yun Xiaotian hurriedly poured a basin of cold water.

This kind of scene was not uncommon in my previous life! Family hegemony is not as simple as lip service. If you can't get it, you will see blood kill you.

But fortunately, it is rare that I can encounter this kind of scene for the first time when I go down the mountain. And the more chaotic it is, the more chances there are, otherwise Qiao Zhen, the fat man is surrounded by so many people, and he really has no chance to start!