Chapter Seventy-One: The Strongest Warrior
In the desert kingdom, a sudden flood floods the roaring sand. Zuo Fengchen and a group of farmers were swept forward by the flood, and where the flood spread, the desert turned into an ocean.
For some reason, the poplar forest disappeared everywhere the water passed, and the small trees in the desert slowly burrowed their teeth out of the silt, and soon, it grew very fast, and in just a few minutes it grew into a towering tree!
"This kind of seed has also become a sperm?"
Zuo Fengchen was holding a big tree, and Xie Liang was still hanging from the branches of the big tree. The two of them looked at the big trees that came out of the endless water world, and they were puzzled.
"How should I explain when I go back?"
Xie Liang's face was depressed, in the divided world, they were all slaves of the Doomsday Gambler, because the Doomsday Gambler was rich, so he had become a complete land owner.
The rich people have always been ruthless, especially when they are treated like **.
"How much water is in your bowl!
"It holds half of the water of the East China Sea. ”
Xie Liang said, walking from the branch towards Zuo Fengchen.
"It's all your fault, so you can't keep the account on me. Give me your Qiushui sword, and I will take it to compensate the Doomsday Gambling Saint. ”
After Xie Liang finished speaking, he was about to grab Zuo Fengchen's sword, but Zuo Fengchen hurriedly dodged. The two men chased after each other in the trees like monkeys.
"How did I know that your baby was split in half so easily! This is also the magic weapon of Shuide Xingjun, why is it so unstrong?"
I didn't expect that even Heavenly Court actually had fake and shoddy products, and this Jade Emperor's management was not in place!
"I'm pretending to be you! This bowl of mine was not originally a magic weapon of Shui De Xingjun, my bowl was won by the Doomsday Gambling Saint from a half-immortal. That demi-immortal is the famous pirate king of the Abyss Realm, and this bowl is handed down by his ascended ancestor. ”
Pirated versions? Pirated ones can actually hold half of the water of the East China Sea, what kind of cultivation is this guy? And what kind of immortal sect is their cultivation, why haven't you heard of it now? Otherwise, Zuo Fengchen will definitely go to learn the arts, and then pirate a magic like the East Emperor Bell, wouldn't it be a complete journey to the west?
"You pirated copy is even less valuable! You let go of my sword, I will write you an IOU later, you take my IOU to the Doomsday Gambling Saint, and when I return to Earth, I will pay him back five yuan!"
Zuo Fengchen and Xie Liang were on the tree, dragging the end of the sword and struggling. Zuo Fengchen said to give an IOU, Xie Liang was unwilling, and Zuo Fengchen said again: "My sword is given to you, if someone beats me to death, who can take you back to Earth?"
In this way, Xie Liangxin can figure out a lot!
After figuring it out, Xie Liang said: "Five yuan is a bit less, I guess he doesn't want to." After all, this is a copper bowl, not a porcelain bowl!"
"Five can't be more, just because it's a copper bowl, I give him five, if it's a porcelain bowl, I can only give two to count as much!"
After Zuo Fengchen finished speaking, Xie Liang talked and said, "Hey, forget it, anyway, he has a few gong baskets for such a bowl there." Back then, that half-immortal lost the entire magic weapon sect to him, a broken bowl, I can only give five yuan!"
As soon as Xie Liang let go of his hand after speaking, Zuo Fengchen fell directly from the tree with a sword in his arms.
"I'll wipe it, let go and say yes!"
Poof, there was a splash of water under the tree, this big tree more than ten meters high, if there was no water under the tree, Zuo Fengchen's life would be explained here!
Zuo Fengchen shouted at Xie Liang on the tree: "Are you here to save me, or are you here to harm me!"
After Zuo Feng finished roaring, the water on the ground, which was more than one person deep, suddenly fell rapidly, and soon the water disappeared into the ground. The ground was wet, and the weeds that could be seen came out of the ground, and soon grew and flowered, and a beautiful meadow under the trees appeared like a dream in a few minutes.
What a magical world!
Just when Zuo Fengchen sighed, the noise of gongs and drums suddenly came from afar, and looking at the sound of his gongs and drums, more than 100 villagers actually appeared in front, and their feelings of beating gongs and drums were to thank themselves for coming!
After Xie Liang slid down from the tree, the group of villagers also walked up to them. A group of people knelt on the ground with tears on their faces and said to Zuo Fengchen: "Benefactor, thank you for saving the lives of our whole village, no, you have saved our lives for generations!"
After the old man finished speaking, he had to kowtow again, how could Zuo Fengchen accept such a big gift from such an old man? Isn't this a sacrifice for his life?
Thinking of this, Zuo Fengchen hurriedly helped the old man up and said, "Get up, folks!
After the people got up, seeing that the time was almost up, Xie Liang hurriedly said to Zuo Fengchen: "My time is up, I have to leave quickly, if I don't leave, I will be gone." ”
Seeing that Xie Liang was leaving, the villagers hurriedly grabbed Xie Liang and said, "It was you who saved us with a spell, and in return, we offer you our most heroic warriors!"
After the villagers finished speaking, they gave way to a road, and when the road was out of the way, a tall red horse appeared in front of them in a long forest path. The horse was heavily armoured, carrying a person who was carrying the Green Dragon Glaive in his hand, with a devil's mask on his face and black armor, and he looked majestic, making people shudder without a fight.
There were two people behind the man who were riding horses side by side behind him, these three people were so familiar, and when they got closer, Zuo Fengchen exclaimed: "I'm going, it's the Demon Corpse General! These three Demon Corpse Generals actually defected to Xie Liang? Are they going to leave me with great strength?"
Zuo Fengchen watched them all the way to Xie Liang's side, and felt distressed after disappearing with Xie Liang. Such a powerful demon corpse general! It's good to keep one for yourself! Leave one for me, will I be in the town of the Wind Warrior?
Looking at their figures that gradually disappeared into the mist, Zuo Fengchen suddenly thought of a person-Guan Yu Guan Yunchang!
Their war horses are so similar, no, they are exactly the same! The red war horse without a single miscellaneous hair, the horse is so tall and majestic, what is it that is not a red rabbit horse?
Moreover, he was also carrying a Green Dragon Glaive Sword in his hand, his temperament, and the invisible pressure from his momentum when he fought against him, this was clearly the Martial Saint Guan Yu!
"Old man, let me ask you a question. ”
When Xie Liang disappeared, Zuo Fengchen held the hand of the old man in the village and couldn't help but ask, the old man looked at Zuo Fengchen and then looked at the direction where Xie Liang disappeared, they still couldn't figure out where Xie Liang and their most powerful warriors had gone!
"This, this, how did this disappear?"
The old man looked at the place where Xie Liang was standing just now and asked.
"They went where they were supposed to go, old man, what is your village called?"
"Guanjiazhuang, what's wrong?"
Guanjiazhuang, hehe, Guanjiazhuang, is the leader not Guan Yu or who?