Without waiting for the other party to answer, Meng Qingqing stared straight at the middle-aged scholar and said, "Your name is 'I know martial arts'?

After speaking, he stared at the middle-aged scholar seriously, with a look of indignation.

Meng Qingqing's demeanor and tone made the onlookers laugh and secretly laugh.

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When the middle-aged scholar heard this, he secretly paid it.

What kind of words is this? Rashly stepping on my land, not even asking? Is this person still reasonable?

Could it be that he is deliberately finding fault?

Or is it a useless "silver-like wax tip"?

Or is it a stunned blue, but in fact it is just a group of rich children who are pretending to be forced around?

At the moment, he said quietly: "You don't know, my 'Jiuhua Sword Sect' residence, tourists will all stop! ”

Without waiting for the other party to interject, the middle-aged scholar immediately said: "By the way, the 'Wu' in my name is the 'Wu' of 'Koutian'." 'Hui' is the 'Hui' of convergence, not the meeting of 'human clouds'. ”

"Uh...... Why did the old man give me such a name? I'm afraid I can't explain it thousands of times in my life. ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed.

......

Meng Qingqing's eyes rolled, his mouth was like a river, and he screamed strangely.

"Haha, your old man is so talented, this name is really strange! I don't care what your name is, anyway, it's true that you know martial arts!"

"Stop everything? Who stipulated it? This mountain and water was made by your 'Jiuhua Sword Sect'? You enjoy it here every day, I can't wait to come and have a look? How can this be true!"

"This beautiful mountain and water is, of course, a masterpiece of nature! But since our faction has settled here, every mountain, every water, every grass, every tree, and every dust and every mountain here is, of course, my faction's thing. "The middle-aged scholar is still calm and authentic, and obviously has an excellent heart.

"Hey, that's really domineering! Even the flowers and plants here have become your family. What about the air here? Is it also your home? Now that we breathe, should we pay the fee?" Meng Qingqing pleased with great interest.

"This little brother said and laughed, air is a fluid and unpredictable thing, who can really have it?" The middle-aged scholar was still extremely calm.

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"In this way, I am here to set off poisonous smoke and pollute the air, you can't control it?" Meng Qingqing's words made Hua Feng and the others burst into laughter, making the middle-aged scholar stunned.

It even aroused the anger of a tall and fat man: "Fifth Senior Brother, this kid is obviously here to make trouble, why bother to talk to him? Either drive away with a mess, or cripple and lose something! Isn't it refreshing?"

The middle-aged scholar turned his head and said, "Senior Brother Nine, you have committed the old mistake of being reckless! Others are not great traitors, so how can they fight and kill at every turn? ”

"The fifth senior brother only knows how to persuade well, but when did the persuasion succeed? In the end, it was not solved by martial arts!" the tall fat man muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Ninth Senior Brother, 'Reason goes all over the world, and it is difficult to move an inch without reason', 'The gentleman speaks, the villain does the trick', how many times have I told you these words? But you just can't listen to it!"

The middle-aged scholar was very disappointed, shook his head and sighed again and again.

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When Hua Feng heard this, he realized that this middle-aged scholar was a person, and he was a little pedantic in his kindness.

couldn't help but laugh dumbly, this Jiuhua Sword Sect is really wonderful, such a person should stay in the Happy Island.

With such a heart, how can he take on the heavy responsibility of guarding against the enemy?

As everyone knows, in addition to his pedantic personality, this middle-aged scholar's martial arts talent and personal conduct are among the best in the Jiuhua Sword School.

The Jiuhua Sword Sect arranged it this way to change the sour character of the middle-aged scholar. So that they can have a higher level of harvest on the road of martial arts.

Seeing that the middle-aged scholar was so loyal and honest, Hua Feng couldn't bear to be ridiculed in public again, so he sent a message to Meng Qingqing: "No need to say more, start the war as soon as possible!" Remember, don't make a dead move, just alarm the real masters of the Jiuhua Sword Sect." ”

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Meng Qingqing received the order, and his face suddenly turned pale, and he unceremoniously interrupted the middle-aged scholar's nagging.

"That big fat man, why don't you be unreasonable, don't you still want to beat people? Come on, just let the horse come! Don't think that if you are chubby, your strength will be superhuman. Don't accept the battle!"

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter again.

The tall and fat man was already furious, and at this moment, he was ridiculed by this, and then he was ridiculed in public, how could he still endure it? With a tiger roar, an arrow stepped out, and he swung a huge fist and pounced directly at Meng Qingqing.

Seeing that the tall and fat man had suddenly made a move, the middle-aged scholar was so anxious that he was in a hurry, crying out in vain!

There was a loud "bang", and the two fists intersected.

Meng Qingqing didn't move at all, but the tall and fat man took a few steps backwards one after another before he stood firm.

The middle-aged scholar and others, seeing Meng Qingqing so violent, couldn't help but gasp: This man is very good, but he also has a bit of arrogant capital!

The tall and fat man was also stiff, shaking his painful fist while roaring and rubbing his body.

In an instant, the two of them were already shouting and fighting in one place.

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After three lilies, the tall and fat man was repulsed again.

To everyone's surprise, he was brave and fearless before, but this time he was stunned in place, with a pair of big round eyes, staring at Meng Qingqing with suspicion.

Even the bloody fists were dismissive.

The tall and fat man is demented on the surface, but he is screaming wildly inside.

How can it be?

Although this kid is also strong, how can his fists be so tough?

My fists are extremely hard among the senior brothers, but he can't even carry four hundred moves?

Meng Qingqing directly chose to ignore the tall and fat man who was in a daze and timid, and shouted at the middle-aged scholar: "Who else?

Without waiting for the middle-aged scholar to speak and persuade, a person flashed out of his back, jumped out without saying a word, and the long sword came out of its sheath in mid-air, slashing diagonally towards the arrogant and incomparable Meng Qingqing.

Everyone looked at it urgently, and it was a long-faced warrior.

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The middle-aged scholar paused and sighed: "Seventh junior brother, don't mind! Hey, why do you like to use knives and guns? The martial arts in the world are in the same vein!"

However, his words were ruthlessly drowned out in a round of applause.

Although Meng Qingqing uses a knife, he is also a master of swordsmanship, and after practicing the technique of "sword strike" and "four elephant arrays" in the Black Eagle Lair, he has a lot of insights.

Therefore, the opponent's sword momentum and sword power are predicted.

Seeing that the long-faced warrior was fierce, he was weak in follow-up.

Immediately shouted, the long knife in his right hand shook, and the knife sheath slammed up. At the same time, his left hand turned over, and he was quietly pressed out with a palm.

One move and a knock-out hit made it extremely ingenious, and suddenly reversed the passive situation.