Chapter 147: Your Eight Generations of Ancestors
One punch.
A bronzed punch.
This is Shen Hubao's response to Ning Hongdou's advice.
At the same time as the candle flame of the entire Ziyun Building was swung out with this punch, all the flames fluttered in the direction where Ning Hongdou was standing, and there seemed to be a wave of ripples in the air. Shen Hubao's fists are simple in action, and can even be said to be understated, giving people a feeling of extreme indifference.
Punch, very slowly.
Ning Hongdou has time to raise his sword to block.
Then, with a loud bang, the wooden sword and the fist met impartially, and the black wooden sword bent into a bow, and then, Ning Hongdou was like an arrow, and with a swish, it flew out, and the trajectory of the flight was straight.
Along the way, he smashed countless wooden tables, knocked down countless spectators, and smashed more than ten steps away from the door of Ziyun Tower, almost where Ning Hongdou entered the door.
The black wooden sword stuck into the floor, cutting a long furrow.
Sawdust flew, dust flew, and swords rang incessantly, resounding throughout the Ziyun Tower.
Ning Hongdou was definitely impossible to stop on her own, she was smashed in front of a table, the only table that was not knocked off. Kneeling on one knee, the wooden sword was on crutch, the blood cough did not stop, the whole body was soaked, there was sweat and blood, and the hair was sticky together.
A fist print on the chest.
The clothes on the front chest and back were directly torn.
The blood, dripping and dripping, fell on the table and slowly flowed towards the people eating at the table.
Shen Hubao's face was calm, and he said indifferently: "This city, it's not anyone who wants to ask for advice, the mouth is powerful, but this sword, hum, is average." ”
Is that the end of it?
Thousands of spectators looked at the center of the banquet, in fact, it was not long in total, and the musician's tune was not changed. This is not an ordinary battle between the reckless men of the rivers and lakes, a duel of cultivators, many times, one punch, one sword, one sword, it is over.
Some of the spectators were already ready to applaud, and once again the powerful were victorious, and this world, or the world, was it the people of the world who had the final say, a madman? After all, he was a madman...... Monkeys can also go crazy, can't they escape from Wuzhi Mountain in the play.
Thunder rang out outside the building.
Is it finally going to snow in Luoyang?
Shen Meier didn't know where she went, her face was scratched, and she naturally didn't have a face to see anyone, which was the biggest harm to a woman. Cen Jinfei had already returned to his sect and lost Chaoyang, it didn't matter, it was still Yingying Yanyan, the sword was eaten, please ask for another one, and spend some silver.
Looking at Ning Hongdou, who couldn't get up anymore, these people were no longer interested, anyway, naturally someone would pick up the garbage, just to trouble those servants. It's really boring, the girl is so handsome, but she doesn't even have a friend.
Hey, forgot, Jianmen, it seems that he hasn't had many friends since ancient times.
The musicians at the banquet finally changed the tune again.
The dishes also changed.
It's hard to make a dining room.
It's icy cold......
The sound of the piano gradually rose.
Genial.
"Die!"
A knife was born in the warmth!
"Dare to touch my sister, I will be your ancestor for eight generations!"
With this curse, a white air stream pierced the air and appeared behind a row of food delivery servants. Just by listening to the voice, you know that it is a bellflower.
A year ago, in Walnut Town, in the face of the magician, it was she who regarded Ning Hongdou as her sister and made a knife in front of her.
It's the same this time, it's her again, it's a knife again, but it's a little late, which really can't be blamed on the bellflower. From climbing over the wall into the Hibiscus Garden to this Ziyun Building, if no one takes it away, you will really get lost, and you will even be dazzled by the luxury around you. They didn't know that Ning Hongdou was in trouble, so they walked even slower, and they stole something to eat halfway, and went around in circles, so they would go around to the side of the building, just around the diagonal opposite where Ning Hongdou was smashed and flyed.
The bellflower and the others sneaked into the banquet hall, and the first thing they saw was Shen Hubao's punch, and then Ning Hongdou who was smashed away, and the blood all over his body.
According to the temperament of the bellflower, can you apply for the ancestors of the eight generations of tigers and leopards?
In addition to anger in the eyes of the bellflower, it is anger, and then her knife is the knife of anger, and when it is slashed, it is the second knife, and both knives have a whistling sound.
Shen Hubao's eyes were still indifferent, and he stomped lightly on the ground with his bare feet, shaking two pieces of broken wood, one bounced off the first knife, and the other shattered the second knife, and he shook his head at the same time, seemingly dissatisfied.
Then, within three feet of the dissatisfied Shen Hubao, a knife that seemed to appear out of thin air appeared.
This knife surprised Shen Hubao, three knives?
Then he stretched out a finger, as if to test the strength of the knife.
There was a bang.
The Song of the Golden Stone.
The blade whimpered, as if crying and mourning, and the third knife touched Shen Hubao, and then the force of the collision alone touched the flower bellflower.
Three knives, all broken.
When the knife was broken, there was a demon roar, endlessly, almost rubbing the body of the flower bellflower flying out and rushing over. Chen Yusheng used his strength to blow the lock demon flute, and then as soon as the hundred demons appeared, a large mouthful of bellflower blood fell on his face, and at the same time, the knife that flew out hit a teacup, and there was water in the cup, and the water and blood trajectory were the same.
Chen Yusheng's mouth was playing the flute, so naturally he couldn't learn to curse like a bellflower, but he was also the most unlucky, the demon beast hadn't even approached Shen Hubao, he fainted, and at the critical moment, sashimi, he was sick again!
At the outermost part of the banquet, there was also a commotion.
"Dare to hit my big brother!"
"Kill him!"
"Give it all to me!"
"Get out of the way! Whoever doesn't dodge will die! Call me ......"
Those teenagers who were going to live with Ning Hongdou in the future rushed towards Shen Hubao with the strength of the wine and screaming, but they were not like Hua Pingjiao who were cultivators, and they didn't have such a good body, so they quickly fought with the guards who guarded them. It's not lively, so that the surrounding spectators are watching with relish, this wave of twists and turns, it's really not in vain. If it weren't for the royal family here, someone would have shouted a shout, and it would have been rewarded!
Lu Yan didn't come out with the pipe, and he was still greeting in the contentment Changle Building, and in the blink of an eye, the young man near the center of the banquet was left with the spring night and celery.
Celery grew up in Zen Mountain since she was a child, and she really never fought, so looking at the flower bellflower that was beaten away, Chen Yusheng who fainted, and Ning Hongdou, who didn't know life and death in the distance, her face was flushed, her palms were clenched, her whole body was trembling, and there were words in her mouth.
"Bad guys. ”
"Bad guys. ”
"This man is a bad man. ”
"Sister Hongdou said that the bad guys are bastards. ”
Celery's voice was very small, maybe only he could hear it, and then he said it and his voice became louder: "You shouldn't hit someone, it's not right to beat someone, whoever beats someone will not die well, I want to curse you for not dying well, I must curse, curse you, curse you, curse you......"
Celery's mouth and fingers were moving at the same time, and the faster they moved, the fingertips flew one by one, and the Dao seals formed one by one, and the invisible divine thoughts smashed towards Shen Hubao like money.
Then, Shen Hubao glared at Celery......