Chapter 27: The Great War Caused by Used Motorcycles

Yang Jian said that he was going to Biyou Palace to complain, and Mo Lishou was immediately furious, he was not afraid of being trained, but afraid of losing face.

In fact, there has been constant friction between the sects and sects in private, and even if this matter is really found to the Tongtian Sect Master, it is estimated that it will not be resolved.

The estimated value of a second-hand motorcycle is not enough for 2,000 yuan, and the police station filing a case is not up to standard, and it is indeed not worth asking the Tongtian Sect Master.

Yang Jian knew that the flower fox mink of Mo Lishou was good at finding genius earth treasures, and the four generals of the demon family stayed here, most likely because the flower fox mink found some treasure nearby.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian smiled slightly: "You return the motorcycle to this little brother, and then hand over the treasures found, and we will leave here and no longer mention this matter." ”

Mo Lishou was furious, and before he could speak, another tall figure rushed out of the door behind him and yelled at everyone.

"Dream! If you want the Water Soul Jade, you asked my Qingfeng Sword first!"

"Mo Lihai!" Yang Jian looked at the reckless giant man in front of him and was slightly startled, it seems that the four generals of the Demon Family are really here!

As for the water soul jade he said, it was probably the treasure that the four generals of the demon family found around here.

Mo Lihai had been hiding in the courtyard and eavesdropping before, and at this moment he rushed out with an angry face: "Yang Jian, if you want this broken motorcycle, it's okay, let's make a bet." ”

"What bet?" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and asked.

"There are four of us here, and you are also four people, let's make an appointment to fight somewhere, you win, the motorcycle belongs to you, we win, your motorcycle belongs to us!"

"That's too bad, no!"

Wu Ming couldn't help blurting out on the side, the motorcycle that won my bike is still mine, and the motorcycle that lost my motorcycle and the motorcycle with bamboo poles are all yours, it's simply unreasonable!

"It's not a fair gamble for us, and I have to put one more condition. Yang Jian looked at the sea of Mo Lihai, the vertical eyes on his forehead trembled slightly, as if he was about to open at any time: "We won, you have to hand over your magic weapon!"

Mo Lishou was taken aback, and opened his mouth to refuse, but was preempted by the Mo Lihai on the side.

"Okay, if you lose, you must hand over your magic weapon! The date is set in seven days, and the place is up to you!"

"The location is on the coast of the East China Sea. Yang Jian was confident: "Our side has selected four people from the three generations of disciples of the Exposition Sect, so it is not considered bullying you." ”

"Wait a minute!"

Mo Lishou rolled his eyes, and suddenly spoke: "Since this matter started because of this person, he naturally has to add it as one." ”

Wu Ming was dumbfounded on the side, you immortals are fighting, and you have raised the bet so much, don't pull me in, okay!

"Okay, it's a deal!" Yang Jian on the side did not hesitate and agreed directly.

Then he turned to Wu Ming and gave him a look, and the two of them returned to the side of the motorcycle with the Howling Sky Dog, started the engine, and left the broken courtyard by the river.

"What a majestic motorcycle...... Mo Lihai stood in place and looked at the roaring figure in the distance, and reached out to wipe his saliva.

Mo Lishou on the side stretched out his hand and slapped the back of Mo Lihai's head: "You basket of bad things! What if you lose, do you really want to hand over the magic weapon? That's our life's work!"

"Fourth, don't worry, you can't lose~" Mo Lihai yawned, turned around and walked towards the courtyard: "Fight with the disciples of the Sect of Interpretation, the sect leader will not sit idly by, let's go back and ask Biyou Palace for help!"

Mo Lishou stood in place and frowned slightly, and after a while, he reached out and touched the flower fox marten on his shoulder: "Flower fox marten, follow the person next to Yang Jian, find out what his origin is......"

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Wu Ming rode a motorcycle, but he was extremely worried in his heart: "Do you really want me to play? I don't know anything, how can I fight?"

"Don't worry, I have my own plans. Yang Jian sat in the back seat and looked calm: "In four games, as long as we win three games first, it won't hurt even if you lose at that time." ”

Wu Ming sighed, and then asked uneasily: "Then have you thought about finding those people, are you sure you can win three games?"

"The four generals of the demon family are just a magic weapon that is a little difficult, and their own strength is average......" Yang Jian touched his chin and looked thoughtful: "Among the three generations of disciples of Kunlun, there are not many people who are sure to beat them, and among them, in terms of strength, I am naturally the strongest." ”

Wu Ming couldn't help but complain in his heart, and quietly praised himself to the sky, it seems that this Yang Jian is not only black-bellied, but also a narcissist.

"Second only to me are the Yin Hong brothers in the suburbs, but the two of them are now in the court to assist the king in governing the government, and I am afraid that they will not have time to come to the war. ”

"Nezha Qinglian incarnates, the magic weapon of the four generals of the demon family does not work on him, although he has not yet become a golden body, but the magic weapon given to him by Taiyi is powerful, and it is not a big problem to win. ”

"There is another person ......" Yang Jian muttered to himself: "Wei Tuo is in retreat, Jin Zha Muzha is too honest, he will definitely not come out to fight, Tuxing Sun Longxu Hu is too ugly, Yang Ren is too old......"

Wu Ming was about to vomit blood when he heard it in front, and almost drove the motorcycle into the ditch, what kind of selection criteria are these!

"Isn't there still Lei Zhenzi?" Wu Ming said in front.

"It's enough to have one idiot in Nezha, two idiots plus you, even I can't take it. Yang Jian's answer was an understatement.

"Thanks for the compliment. Wu Ming sighed, unexpectedly that he was still fortunate to be tied with Nezha Lei Zhenzi.

"It seems that there is only that person left...... Yang Jian shook his head: "Although his temper is disgusting, but with his strength, it should be easy to defeat the four generals of the Demon Family." ”

"Who?" Wu Ming couldn't help but be a little curious, it sounded like Yang Jian had a high opinion of this person!

Yang Jian frowned and touched the back of the roaring dog, the big black dog was extremely useful, and whimpered a few times.

"Huang Tianhua. ”

Wu Ming sighed, secretly thinking of the character Huang Tianhua in his heart, and felt that he was not particularly famous in Fengshen.

"What's wrong with Huang Tianhua's temper?"

"You'll know when you see it. Yang Jian frowned, as if he didn't want to mention more: "His strength is definitely strong enough, and he is similar to you, he is not an ordinary monk, but relies on the immortal bones in his body to train a powerful combat power." ”

"Immortal bones?" Wu Ming was a little puzzled, he had heard a few people mention that he was carrying immortal bones, but he didn't know what the use of this immortal bone was.

"Aside from the magic weapon, in terms of combat ability alone, Huang Tianhua is the only one among the three generations of disciples that I can't see through. When Yang Jian spoke, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"So if possible, during these seven days, I am ready to let him train you and strengthen your fighting ability. ”

"What?" Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, training himself?

"The three of you have won three games, so I don't need to play, and I'll admit defeat directly and it's three to one!"

"Don't throw in the towel!"

Yang Jian sat in the back seat with a serious face, and the roaring dog barked twice, as if he was responding, and Wu Ming suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

"Three wins are the bottom line, and winning all four games is my goal!"