Clang!

Xing Tian held the Zaoyang lance in his hand and spun around the top of his head, and hit the little brother's knife with a wave of one arm. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info weapon is not powerful In addition to the materials and craftsmanship of the weapon itself, it also depends on who is using it!

For example, Xingtian, the same weapon in his hand, a lance directly broke the steel knife, not only that, but the huge force also instantly shattered the little brother's tiger's mouth, and his whole person stood unsteadily and fell to the ground and rolled many times in a row, looking quite embarrassed.

"Hey, you don't have to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes with me, let's go together!"

Boom! Zaoyang was put to the ground by Xingtian, and although he didn't use his strength, the heaviness of the stick itself still made a dull sound when it collided with the ground.

"What are so many of us afraid of!" The senior brother looked left and right, but still did not rush forward, but kicked the ass of one of his fellow disciples, and the kicked man immediately rushed forward with a piggyback stick and shouting.

"Ahh

Boom......

Xingtian didn't dodge or dodge, he was hit in the head with a stick, and after a muffled sound, the man with the stick looked at the one in front of him incredulously, and he hit it? !

However, before he was happy for two seconds, Xingtian snorted coldly, "Hmph, haven't you eaten? Just so much strength?" The other party didn't reach his chest, and he pinched the man's neck and easily picked it up, even if the other party struggled, he couldn't break free from Xingtian's giant palm.

"Let go of my junior brother!" The man with the sword finally took out his sword! The sword light flashed like a rainbow! This person was the senior brother in this group of people, and the senior brother made a move, and the others had a little courage to wave their weapons and rush forward.

Jingle Bell!

However, only listening to the sound of percussion, Xingtian didn't move at all, the most powerful senior brother in this group of people was only a cultivator in the early stage of the Sixth Heaven, who could break the Xianxiao armor?

"Hmph. ”

With a cold snort, Xing Tian threw the man in his hand into the air, but with a light throw, it was four or five meters high! This is still Xing Tian didn't use internal force or full strength, and brute force alone has such a huge force!

"Ahh

"See clearly, that's how the stick is used!" Xing Tian kicked on the lower end of Zaoyang's lance, and a man who turned around and hit the waist of the man who had just fallen in the air!

Click...... This was the last voice the man heard before he passed out......

The tall and strong man in front of him was wearing invulnerable armor, how could this make people fight? His own side couldn't hurt him even if he hit him hard, but the other party would hurt his muscles and bones if he moved slightly!

It's still the eldest brother's quick thinking, and if this one is difficult to deal with, then deal with the other. The other black-robed man didn't seem to have high martial arts, even the junior brother could break free from his control, and he thought that he would only be able to cultivate around the Four Heavens, so he suddenly rushed towards Di Jun with a long sword in his hand, as long as he took down this person, he could force this strong man to submit! At that time, even the invulnerable armor was his own, and the senior brother was even a little excited when he thought of this!

However, with this dazzling effort, the black-robed man who was still sitting upright and drinking tea disappeared in an instant! In front of him, Di Jun's slender fingers were already pointing at his throat with three slender blood needles.

Senior Brother swallowed and spat, what kind of divine did this provoke...... The three blood needles were completely attached to his skin, and the skin was faintly painful, as long as he dared to act a little rashly, he would never doubt that the other party would instantly pierce his throat.

"Brother...... Brothers...... They are all cultural people...... The gentleman does not move his hands...... If you have something to say, let's talk about it......"

A word came out from under the black robe, like the death knell of hell, which shook every nerve of the senior brother.

"Get out. ”

"Alas...... Okay, good...... Uncle spares his life...... Uncle spares his life...... Hurry up, hurry up!" The senior brother hurriedly beckoned to the same door, carrying the wounded and leaving.

"Wait!" However, he had just run two or three meters, and Xingtian's buzzing voice seemed to freeze everyone like a fixation technique.

"Big ...... Uncle...... Still...... What else do you command......" Everyone turned around in a cold sweat and looked at Xingtian in fear.

Xing Tian slammed his hand into his knee with the Zaoyang lance, breaking his weapon.

"Spare your life, spare your life, the little one really doesn't dare!" This frightened the group again, it was made of pure iron...... Is this still human?

"Uncle spare your life! Uncle spare your life! The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and the little one kneels down for you!" Under the leadership of the senior brother, everyone hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, only then did they remember that Emperor Jun asked them to get out, and this uncle hadn't let them go yet.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ......

Xingtian threw the broken jujube lance on the ground, and the sound of metal rolling was like the death knell of death. I only listened to the majestic command of Xingtian's voice.

"Take this away, go and lick the soup clean for Lao Tzu, and lick the ground too, if you can't lick it clean, hum, I'll wash it with your blood!"

"Yes, yes, uncle, let's lick it!" In the face of life and death, what is dignity? More than a dozen people hurriedly ran to the table where Emperor Fang Cai was sitting, scrambling to lick the soup on the table, and those who couldn't grab it could only lick the mud on the ground.

"Oh, hey, look at it, Lao He, look! Isn't this your eldest disciple Li Yao? Yo yo, yo, the third disciple is also there, four, five, six, seven, and eight are all here! Alas, what about the second disciple? Oh, I saw it! Lying down! The ninth disciple is also lying!" A voice sounded a little cheap, but it had a somewhat familiar feeling, Di Jun turned his head along with the voice, but before he could see the person who came, he first saw a black shadow rushing towards Xingtian!

"Be careful!"

Boom!

However, Di Jun's reminder was still a step too slow after all, and before Xing Tian could react, he was suddenly knocked out of the air, slammed through the wall and rushed into the kitchen of this inn.

Di Jun was shocked in his heart, he could easily beat the Flying Punishment Heaven with one blow, this person's martial arts are not simple!

Yaeten!

The visitor was wearing a black robe, with slightly gray sideburns on both sides, and he looked no more than fifty or so. However, Di Jun was puzzled, who could this person be? After he became famous, he almost recognized the masters above the Seven Heavens in the Zhao Kingdom's martial arts, this person now has the cultivation of the Eight Heavens, and his age is not too big, and when he becomes famous, he will never be a nameless!

But why don't you recognize it? Could it be a hermit?

"Master, Master, you're here! These two bastards are so hateful! Not only did they injure the second and ninth junior brothers, but they also forced us to ...... Woowoo...... Master, you must be the master for us!" As soon as they saw the comers, a few people who were still kneeling and licking the soup rushed over as if they had grasped a life-saving straw.

Di Jun glanced at his seat, the soup was still there.

"Hmph, you guys, who got you up?