Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although this group of masters who practice liquid Chenggang are wearing different clothes, they have a lot of care between actions, and they are obviously people of the same sect. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Those who simply watched the excitement were far away, and those who wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob followed behind this group of people.

Some masters whose skills have obviously surpassed those of Lian Gang are waiting to see what happens, and these people are the protagonists today.

Most of the people in the Immortal Golden Pill period know each other, even if they have no grudges or grudges, they have heard of each other's reputation, and those who have a little friendship have many scruples and don't want each other to get too close.

I don't know if the news is true or not, it is groundless, how can there be no reason, even if there are not so many things as rumored, Xiao Chen and his party should have a part of it.

At this time, those Jianghu scattered people were already restless, no one thought that they could attract so many masters, look at those masters of the Immortal Jindan Period, there are six people, and the practice liquid Chenggang is already nearly a hundred, if you want to fish in troubled waters, the sooner you start fighting, the better.

For Xiao Chen, who was still lying in the soft sedan chair, although these people wondered why they were silent at this time, the greed in their hearts had begun to surge, so how could they give up.

The sound of shouting and cheering was endless, the hearts of Guo Jing and the others were full of solemnity, Xiao Chen's condition was unknown, thousands of people from the rivers and lakes gathered, even a thousand pigs were threatened, not to mention martial arts people.

"Contemptible Liu Shan, I have heard the name of 'Sleeping Son' for a long time, why did we come here today, I think Childe already knows, Childe Yaliang, will not let us return empty-handed. A Confucian-looking immortal Jindan stage master stepped out of the crowd and spoke towards Xiao Chen in the soft sedan chair.

Although the voice was not loud, it made everyone present hear it clearly, and many people's faces changed on the spot and quietly retreated.

More people began to whisper, the name of the 'hypocrite' Liu Shan had already resounded more than ten years ago in the two factions of the Demon Dao, killing his wife and children, deceiving his teacher and destroying his ancestors, and on the surface, he looked like a humble Confucian, which was really contemptible.

"I said hypocrite, can you not look like this, hehe, you are clearly a heinous bastard, you have to pretend to be sanctimonious, don't you know that your reputation is clear even to my one hundred and twenty concubine. I saw a bald middle-aged man with a very deformed appearance, one hand and one leg like a child, and the other hand and one leg were the size of ordinary people, looking at Liu Shan with a sneer.

"Seeing your face, you know the ups and downs of the world, every time you think about it, tears are ......"

"Shut up!"

The personable Liu Shan didn't care at all about the 'three long and two short' Wang Quan's annoyance, and looked at him with a sympathetic face, if the compassionate appearance was someone who didn't understand him, he would definitely be fooled.

If Xiao Chen is awake, he will definitely admire this hypocrite for pretending to be a good hand, and he doesn't know how many Oscar winners he will kill in seconds.

The two of them were tense, and they were ready to do it when they didn't get along, and the people around who knew the identities of the two people stayed away, and took out a posture of watching a good show.

On top of a boulder, a well-behaved old man who had been crouching on the ground from beginning to end jumped in, and between the two, his huge bare feet were covered with mud, but he rubbed his hands without care, and a layer of smelly black mud fell on the ground, "Hehe, what's noisy, don't forget what you're here for today." ”

The one who came was another demonic figure, 'Stinky Flower' Fu Ling, then Liu Shan and Wang Quan were already jealous of each other, and they didn't want to really fight, at this time, seeing Fu Ling's move to reconcile, they each snorted coldly and turned their heads aside, after all, the main owner has not spoken yet, and if he does it at this time, he will only let others pick up the cheap in vain.

A young man hidden in a group of liquid Chenggang martial artists showed a glimmer of light in the corner of his eyes, looking at Xiao Chen with his eyes closed on the soft sedan and Guo Jing and the others around him with nervous expressions, and secretly glanced at the person next to him.

There is a lack of everything in the rivers and lakes, that is, there is no shortage of people who don't want to die, and doing it at this time is undoubtedly equivalent to attracting everyone's attention, but there are really those warriors who are lucky and conceited, and take the lead in attacking a few people.

The large and small packages on Xiao Chen and his party became the target of snatching, and with a roll of his eyes, he threw the package behind him into the distance as much as he could.

Guo Jing and the others did the same, anyway, they themselves knew very well, and the package behind them had nothing except a change of clothes and some simple dry food.

A group of wolf-like people in the rivers and lakes suddenly became chaotic, and the first reaction of the person who got the package was to run, and the person next to him would not let it go easily, and immediately added swords.

The melee of thousands of people is not only spectacular, but it can be described, the true qi splashing everywhere, and the blood splashing in the sky from time to time make the people watching the excitement from a distance chill all over their bodies.

In the melee, a group of martial artists who practiced liquid into the gang didn't pay attention to the packages as if they were organized, and rushed straight towards the soft sedan where Xiao Chen was.

There were more than thirty warriors in this group, and the leader was the young man who was in the crowd just now.

rushed to the front, but he didn't do it himself, but waved his hand, allowing his subordinates to rush forward.

Xuhuaigu, Chang Yudong, Guo Jing, Xu Yan, and Jia Taolong stepped forward and blocked Shi Feixuan, Chengfeng and others, who were already injured, behind them to protect Xiao Chen.

After glancing at each other, several people took the initiative to attack and met the more than thirty people who attacked.

Several people are cultivators in the late stage of practicing liquid Chenggang, although they are not superior in numbers, but they have the courage to participate in the Tiangang Disha, and they can be selected by Xiao Chen.

When everyone was fighting, the masters of the Jindan period were reluctant to shoot too early at this time, not to mention that it was not a Jindan period, and they were quietly waiting for the opportunity under mutual fear.

In such a tragic battle, a vacuum belt formed around Xiao Chen, and Shi Feixuan and the others stood nervously beside the soft sedan car, only hoping that Xiao Chen would wake up soon.

"Fake! There's nothing in the package!"

A loud shout made more than a thousand people stand still for a moment, and then the fight became even more fierce.

"This package is also fake!"

"This one too!"

Such voices are endless, except for some people who have already killed the red eye, most of the people who have a little sense have slowly withdrawn from the chaotic battle.

Since these packages are fake, then they must really be there for Xiao Chen and his party!

Whether it was the people who fought side by side just now, or those who had just fought against each other for life and death, they all slowly gathered together at this time, surrounding Xiao Chen's soft sedan chair.

Guo Jing and the others showed their unique skills, struggled to highlight the encirclement, and returned to the soft sedan again, their messy and broken clothes had already been stained with blood, and they didn't know if it was the enemy's or their own.

There was a thunderclap in the clear sky, and in a moment it was already covered by dark clouds, as if in order to reflect this solemn environment, the electric snake slashed the sky between the thunderbolts, turning the dim vision into snow.