The fiasco of the first battle of Kunyang City made the painting style angry and ashamed.

She glared angrily, but in extreme shame, she lowered her dark red, bruised face. Suddenly, another moment of jerking up his head and staring at the other side, waved his arm.

"Take it for me, today's battle will be revenge, don't let anyone go. ”

The painting style stared wildly at the bloodshot eyes, and the roots of his teeth trembled with hatred.

Hip hop!

"I think your tone is too big!"

Luo sneered, grabbed the beard of the sun and swallowed the sky with one hand, secretly urged his strength, and was ready for a fierce battle again.

He knew that today's battle would be a fierce battle like never before.

Wow, wow.

Slow, heavy footsteps.

The crane-haired and child-faced old man stood directly opposite Luo Jingfeng, with a confident face.

Hi!

"Wait, before we start, I want to know something. ”

Luo Jingfeng hurriedly swung his arms, dodged back, widened the distance between the two sides, and looked contemptuous again.

"Less nonsense, let it go if there's a fart. ”

The old man with a childish face stood still, quietly watching Luo Jingfeng's laughter, but his eyes showed a look of disdain, even empty eyes.

He waited with his palms, because he wanted everyone to see the true mind of his master.

"Among the tens of thousands of fierce generals, the top eight are all open ring competitions, and they are also ranked through fierce battles, including the third place in the sky. However, the first and second places were obtained after a black-box operation, which made us very puzzled. And everyone knows that among the top ten warriors, except for the top three and the eighth, who are still alive, the others are already gone. Of course, it wasn't us who killed it, it was your top three who did it. ”

Luo Jingfeng stopped talking, but saw the surprised expression of the crane-haired child-faced old man.

"Of course, you don't have to be nervous, I haven't finished my words yet!"

He shifted his gaze and glanced at the nervous demeanor of the painting.

And the first and second places were appointed by Wang Mang, and no one knew who they were. So, before today's fierce battle, I want to make sure that these first and second places are you?"

Oh!

"It seems that you still know well enough, but for you, there is no difference between knowing and not knowing. ”

Although the old man with a childish face spoke calmly, because of his surprise, there was a slight trilling in his tone, and there was even a panicked tone.

The ranking process of the fierce generals, except for a few people such as Wang Mang who know, other people are not clear at all. Including the style of painting, it's even more confusing.

At this time, when Luo Jingfeng said about the ranking of the fierce generals, it aroused great interest in the painting style. This matter has always been a topic of quiet talk within the Siya organization.

She nodded softly at the crane-haired old man.

Ha ha!

"Who I am and who I am. ”

Luo Jingfeng raised his head and laughed heartily, crossed his hands and pulled the cloak, and shook his left leg a few times with ease. He began to move again, and shouted out one of his old sayings.

"To be honest, the style of painting may not know the true identity of the four people around you. Of course, the four of you don't know each other, let alone each other's strength, in fact, you want to know but don't dare to ask each other. ”

He stopped talking again, but turned his head to scan the faces of the painters and the others.

"This should be the number one warrior. ”

Luo Fengfeng stretched out his arms straight, and pointed at the old man with a childish face very respectfully.

Oh, haha!

I laughed excitedly.

"Boy, how can you see that?"

The old man with a childish face was already staring at Luo Jingfeng radiantly.

"I don't need to go into too much detail, and that one, of course, is second in the overall standings. ”

Luo Jingfeng's gaze calmly moved to the face of the white scholar, but he waved his arm sharply and made a very simple stopping move.

"Don't be surprised. You can get the second place because you eliminated the sixth and ninth places, and you were appointed by Wang Mang. ”

Oh!

"So, you're not a stranger to our brothers?"

Tusun Erjiang narrowed his eyes, he really admired Luo Jingfeng's vast magical powers.

"That's of course, after the second general of the sky and the earth and the earth worked together to eliminate the fifth and eighth places, and won the third ranking, but you two don't know who the first and second are. ”

After Luo Jingfeng finished speaking, he winked at Tusun Erjiang.

"Do you think I'm right?"

Oh!

"It's really not bad, but there's one thing you don't get to the point. The person who is in second place does not actually exist among us. ”

In order to show his special status, Tusun Erjiang ignored the principle of leaking secrets.

Belch!

"Is there such a thing?"

Although Luo Jingfeng pretended to be surprised, he also knew that this was expected.

Although I have said so much, most of them are inferred and fabricated by myself based on the introduction of the old man with long beard. He didn't know the process of Wang Mang's appointment at all, let alone how it was ranked, so he just guessed the ranking according to his temperament and appearance.

"The person who ranks second in the rank of the fierce general is long gone, he is the ...... of the Western Regions"

Ha ha!

A hearty laugh.

Luo Jingfeng directly interrupted Tusun Erjiang's explanation.

"You don't understand at all that the ranking I mentioned is the person who is currently alive, and the second place designated by Wang Mang is to die in my hands. This style of painting is very clear, of course, when he was dying, the extremely hard whole body and a roar of the lion really gave me a headache. He's dead, and of course he's going to be the second now. ”

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to the white-faced scholar again.

Tusun Erjiang frowned, he really didn't know much about such a substitute, and he couldn't refute it.

Hehe!

"Are you done?"

After waiting for Luo Jingfeng to analyze and explain the whole incident clearly, he asked softly.

She was really surprised, such a mysterious ranking event, maybe even Chen Mao didn't necessarily know. Although the level of credibility is not clear, it can be felt that there is not much difference.

"Of course, I said it, I made it clear, and I understood everything. ”

Luo Jingfeng didn't smile, but he was terrifyingly calm.

"You really don't know what the enemy is at the moment! Since you know so much, you can still be so calm, you can't pretend to be forced!"

She smiled contemptuously, took another step back, and leaned her upper body against the handrail of the wooden ladder.

"Are you a fool? It's not the first time you've worked with me, and you've ever found out that I'm going to be pretending to be happy because of a fierce fight. The process of fighting with you, and the fierce battle, once made me feel scared and weak. Even the tens of thousands of fierce generals and thousands of beasts and monsters have never frightened me, of course, these few people are no different from the previous ones. ”

He shook his right leg again with pride.

Howling.

A strong gust of wind blew.

The crane-haired and childish old man slowly rotated his arms.

"Since there's a lot of nonsense, let's make you feel a different kind of excitement. ”

Swish.

The white light flashed rapidly.

The beard that covers the sun and swallows the sky has already floated in Luo Jingfeng's hands.

"They all love the wonderful, and of course, the wonderful is always the most memorable. ”

Luo Fengfeng looked back and looked at it urgently, the old man with the long beard and Hai Tianchou had already escorted Chu Tianmei and Yue Mingyue out of the door, although Fan Jian looked at it in horror, but he did not have the slightest disorder as he protected Qingyuyan's retreat.

Burst.

There was a burst of deflatedness.

In front of the crane-haired and child-faced old man, a huge ball of fog had formed in the wave of his arms. It is round and shiny, but it quickly rotates with the flip of the palm.

Brush.

White whiskers flutter in the air.

The moment the black velvet cloak swayed open, Luo was frightened and fluttered lightly.

In a flash of action, the whole body hovered on the roof. After the sun swallows the sky and spins twice. Suddenly, the moment of virtual pause, under the urging of the force, it was another rotation of the stars. In the flash of white light, a huge silver halo was like a huge stone plate, overwhelming the sky.

This moment.

The whole hall was so quiet that there was not the slightest sound. When the painting style suddenly opens his eyes, it seems that even a slight gasp can be heard.

A look of horror flashed across her face

Luo Jingfeng stared intently at the fog ball swirling by the crane-haired and child-faced old man, and the moment he waved the sun and swallowing the sky, he adjusted his direction.

The next moment.

It's the most exquisite blow.

The silver halo formed by waving the beard that covered the sun and swallowed the sky tilted, turning into a giant wheel hanging in the air.

The rotating fog ball, exuding a gentle gossamer, in the hands of the crane-haired and child-faced old man, kept getting bigger and rounder.

Wow, wow.

A few heavy footsteps.

The old man with a childish face moved his steps and stepped heavily on the cross-shaped steps.

Whew,.

With the swirling of the strong wind, the silver halo formed by the sun-swallowing mustache rolled like lightning. Luo Jingfeng always had his head on the roof, hovering in the air. His eyes were fixed on how often the fog ball swirled and how fast it grew.

Suddenly.

The moment when the crane-haired and childlike old man leaned back and pushed his palm.

The fog ball floated out slowly, but it was suspended in the air and hovered slightly. Suddenly, in the hands of the crane-haired and child-faced old man, he pushed hard, and flashed in the air.

Luo Jingfeng turned around in an uproar and fell sharply, and the huge silver halo flashed under the pressure. Suddenly, it was fusion in the air, and the moment the halo disappeared, a long white whisker flicked and fluttered, flashing with cold light, directly facing the fog ball.

Crackling.

The sun-swallowing mustache wrapped around the fog ball, and the light mist flashed.

Boom.

There was a deafening bang.

Bang.

The mist exploded.

The scattered and expanding force stirred waves of mist, crashing against roofs and walls.

Cracking sound.

The wall fell, and the roof was thrown into the air as a whole.

Squeak, squeak.

In the dust, the objects that were cluttered to the ground were obscured by the chaos, and the eyes were already in a state of panic and gloom.