Chapter Fifty-Eight: One Follow

Luo Chuan didn't expect his casual words to cause such a big reaction from Zhou Buchen.

For no reason, Luo Chuan thought of Jiulongjun, who had been lonely all his life.

Compared with Jiulongjun, he has his aunt Luo Fu, Li Quanfu and Lu Ping, and now he has friends like Zhou Buchen.

The Tang legend in the joke of the childhood storyteller has become a friend who fights side by side. It's a strange feeling.

Glancing at each other, the two of them shouted daxiao at the same time. The sound was like a tidal wave, tossing the air and spreading in all directions. Many family heads with less skill have been like leaves in the wind, bumpy and uncertain.

"Bold!" "Presumptuous!"

The two scattered people flew out, each using the thunder method and the wooden method, and rushed straight to Luo Chuan! As soon as they reached the middle of the way, the body of the two scattered people began to become erratic and unpredictable.

Zhou Buchen was about to make a move, but Luo Chuan had already stepped out and punched out. His two fists were like antelope hanging horns, imaginative, and rushing, and they actually condensed into a giant fist in the center of the main hall and bombarded the two scattered people.

Bang!

The two scattered people were cut off from the route, disrupting the rhythm, and hurriedly accepting the move, but they couldn't withstand the huge force, so they had no choice but to turn back, and took ten steps back in a row, showing surprise on their faces.

Two punches out of thin air forced back two scattered people!

King Tang was beating drums in his heart, and the scattered people looked solemn, and Luo Jiang stared at Luo Chuan's back, jealous and hateful.

A big war that seems to be on the verge of breaking out.

At that moment, footsteps sounded from outside the temple. There is a wonderful rhythm hidden in the sound, like thunder rolling in the sky, thousands of miles away, but close at hand.

In the palace, the faces of those who were weaker in skill turned red and white, and their breath became uncertain.

Huasanren snorted coldly and looked at the door of the hall: "Who dares to pretend to be a ghost here?"

"Little one, it's so angry. ”

A round figure floated in from outside the temple gate, followed by a black-faced old man with a strong physique. In addition to these two people, there are a few other people, all of whom are old men with sixtieth birthdays.

Although they are old, no one dares to underestimate them.

As soon as the chubby old man stepped into the Jinluan Palace, the invisible energy spread, like a giant mountain opening the way, and he actually knocked all eight national players apart.

With the strength of one person, he shook the eight scattered people without falling behind! Even Zhou Buchen cast a solemn gaze.

The aura of the black-faced old man is similar to that of the chubby old man, and the breath of some other old men behind them is not as strong as the two of them, but it is also like a mountain and sea abyss, steadily overpowering the Tang Sanren.

Tang King Zhou Xian broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, as the king of a country, he knew a lot of secrets of the secular world in the Tiannan Regions. As soon as the chubby old man and the black-faced old man appeared, two names appeared in Zhou Xian's mind, these two names themselves were already extremely terrifying, and what was even more terrifying was the behemoth-like shili behind them.

"The two are...... Senior Sun and Senior Wu!"

Old Taijun Luo was startled, his face was ecstatic, and he didn't care about Zhou Xian, he also flew down in front of the hall, and shook it to the end: "Sixty years ago in Chechiguo, the juniors were mentioned by two seniors, and I don't know if the two seniors still remember the juniors." If it weren't for the two seniors, the younger generations would not have achieved today's achievements. ”

Hearing this, the seven great powers of the Tang Kingdom were all excited, and the Huasan people were even more flattered, just because they were shouted "little guy" by Nansun and Beiwu. They have all heard the story of the old lady of the Luo family, the old lady of the Luo family, that is, the mother of Qianluo, had two masters to give casual guidance when she was young, if it weren't for this, she would not have stepped into the realm of half-step dispersion at the age of forty, and since then she has been out of control.

Those two masters are the legends in the martial arts world of the Tiannan Domain: Nansun Beiwu.

Legend has it that their martial arts have reached the point of transcendent sanctification, and many immortal families who have built the foundation of the Great Perfection have paid great respect to them.

God help me, the big picture has been decided!

Luo Jiang lay on the ground, a sinister smile floating on his cheeks. As the most talented and highly anticipated son-in-law of the younger generation of the Luo family, he had heard about the relationship between Lao Taijun and Nansun Beiwu when he was very young.

No matter how powerful Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen are, they can be stronger than Nansun and Northern Wu? Now that he raises his arms, he can at least drive thirty percent of the scattered people in the Tiannan Region. It is no exaggeration to say that these two are the supremes of the Tiannan martial arts world, except for the Xia Zhou Dynasty, every secular country is afraid of existence!

Looking at Luo Chuan, who was slightly bitter, Luo Jiang's smile became brighter and brighter.

I have heard that Nansun and Beiwu are jealous and hateful, and there is a relationship between the old Taijun, Luo Chuan is a dead end today! Nansun Beiwu is not happy, and maybe he will be angry with Zhou Buchen. At that time, he will replace Zhou Buchen and become the first person in Datang!

"...... you" Sun Zhongyuan looked at the old lady of the Luo family, and nodded casually for a while: "A little impressed." ”

An understatement, but it made Mrs. Luo excited, her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, if she didn't care about her current identity, she would have already knelt down on the spot and performed the master and apprentice ceremony.

With a tense face, Sun Zhongyuan walked slowly and leisurely to Luo Chuan's side.

Wuju people didn't know when they came, and they stared at Luo Chuan with a tiger face.

The cold wind flowed, and the atmosphere in the hall instantly froze.

Old Mrs. Luo's heart chuckled, and her face turned pale.

After hesitating for a moment, Mrs. Luo sighed and said with great shame: "Unworthy descendants, committing such a big crime and making the two seniors ......"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Zhongyuan grinned, his face was like a frozen river in April, melting in an instant. He stepped forward and grabbed Luo Chuan with a smile.

"You kid, don't say a word to your brother, and sneak back by yourself. Why, don't you think we are too old and useless to help you?"

"And you!" Wu Juren turned his head and looked for Li Quanfu who shrunk his head, and snorted coldly: "You kid has a flamboyant tongue, but you don't have a word of truth, in the end, just walk!"

"Punish him for drinking!

"Why are you bitter? This wine has just been brought back from the thousand-year-old brand of Fengqi Palace, ten yin coins and one tael, commonly known as immortal drunk. Ordinary people who give him a drink!"

"Brother Chuan, your Brother Sun and Brother Wu thought about it before they came, and they won't get drunk tonight. Brother Chuan, you can admit it. ”

In the center of the main hall, the respected Nansun Beiwu of the Tiannan Region surrounded Luo Chuan, smiling, and several scattered people around him were coaxing, a harmonious scene.

Mrs. Luo's eyes widened, her mouth opened wide, and she looked incredulously.

The seven national players gasped and were stunned for a long time, and then looked at Mrs. Luo, who had a sluggish face, and was envious and envious.

As for the third son, Luo Jiang, the smile on his face froze, and he was dumbfounded.

Several old scattered people looked at each other as if they were nothing, their eyes were like cold iron, and they did not hide their killing intent.

Luo Jiang wailed in his heart, and under his gaze, which was like substance, he almost collapsed.

This situation made Tang Wang Zhou suspicious, and he was no longer so sure of the truth of the matter. Not only the King of Tang, but also the palace maids, internal guards, civil and military ministers, and the people of the country, all looked at Luo Jiang with suspicion in their eyes.

"Don't think you'll get away with a crime!"

A discordant voice sounded, but it was the immortal disciple of Guyue Mountain who jumped out and shouted unrelentingly.

"A few scattered people, sell me a face in Guyue Mountain. This son is extremely sinful, and I hope that a few people can stay out of it. Yang Bufan's face was cold, and he almost squeezed out a voice between his teeth.

Sun Zhongyuan's martial arts skills are profound, how could he put a small disciple of the Foundation Building Realm in his eyes, as if he didn't hear it, he gaged with Luo Chuan vigorously, and occasionally chatted with Zhou Buchen.

Yang Bufan was angry, but he knew Nansun and Beiwu, and knew that the two of them were not easy to mess with, so he turned to Zhou Xian again: "Your Majesty, do you want to let go of this thief who does not follow the law of etiquette and acts in public? ”

"This ......," Zhou Xian frowned.

As the king of a country, he has infinite scenery in front of the ministers of the people, but in front of the immortal family and the powerful scattered people, Zhou Xian seems powerless most of the time. This is also why he wants to tie up Guyue Mountain, as long as there is an immortal family in charge, the status of Datang will be very different.

But on the other side, there are the scattered people of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Xia Dynasty, which are also not something that Zhou Xian can offend. Sun Zhongyuan, Wuju and other scattered people surrounded Luo Chuan, and no one next to them spoke loudly, obviously defending Luo Chuan.

What the truth is at this time does not matter at all to Tang Wang Zhou Xian, the important thing is to make the right choice.

Seeing that Tang King Zhou Xian was hesitant, Yang Bufan smiled: "Since this is the case, this Dao probably knows what the king thinks." Anyway, for the sake of a sinner, the king gave up the opportunity to make friends with my Guyue Mountain Immortal Family, and that could only be the case. ”

At the signal of Yang Bufan, the disciples of Guyue Mountain got up one after another, and the three small sects next to them also pushed their cups and left the table, their faces full of indifference and arrogance.

Zhou Xian and all the courtiers panicked.

"Yang Xian's family, the birthday banquet hasn't started yet, what do you mean?" Zhou Xian hurriedly got up.

"Doesn't the king already have other guests, wouldn't it be in the way for us to stay here? Yang Bufan secretly gave Luo Jiang a "don't panic" look, and looked up at Zhou Xian: "The grace of today's hospitality of the king, I will definitely remember it in Guyue Mountain." ”

"Yang Xianjia, why are you here? ”

Zhou Xian was going crazy. He originally planned to take advantage of the opportunity of the Luo family's old lady's birthday banquet to win over the immortals of Guyue Mountain, open up the relationship, and lay the foundation for the rise of the Tang Kingdom in the future. But the birthday banquet hasn't started yet, and the mess is coming one after another, and now even the immortal family will leave.

Zhou Xian lowered his posture, almost humbly pleading. Yang Bufan was determined to embarrass Tang Guo, so he didn't look back, sneered and walked around the feast and walked out.

"Wait. Who allowed you to go?" Luo Chuan's voice sounded.

"I think they want to retreat and advance and force Tang Wang, an idiot, to comply. It's naΓ―ve. Zhou Buchen said slowly, his right arm crossed the afterimage, the sword light flashed, and a trench was drawn on it, which could cut off the way of the sheep.

Looking at the broken floor tiles in a daze, Tang Wang Zhou Xian's face turned blue.

"Bold! Do you really think that a few scattered helpers can climb on top of us?" said a disciple of Guyue Mountain angrily.

Yang Bufan was also angry, his eyes fell on Sun Zhongyuan, and he said coldly: "This Dao respects the reputation of a few people in the world, so I didn't do anything." My father is the deputy sect master of Guyue Mountain, so I have to think about it clearly. ”

"Guyue Mountain, the Nine-Rank Small Sect, are you embarrassed to take it out to show off?" Sun Zhongyuan plucked his ears and sneered.

"Jiupin Xianmen is also an immortal gate. Yang Bufan's face froze, and his voice changed tone: "The two of you are beautiful in the martial arts world, but in the Xia Zhou Dynasty, where the immortal family is numerous, what are you? I don't believe it, the Xia Zhou Dynasty will turn against Guyue Mountain for you!"

Sun Zhongyuan and Wu Juren were speechless, and the faces of several other old scattered people also changed.

Looking around at everyone, Yang Bufan's tone raised: "Look down on the Nine Rank Immortal Gate?" Okay, today this Dao will tell you that the highest Immortal Dao Gate in Tiannan is only seven grades, and there is a huge difference between each product. How many immortal gates do you think can enter the Nine Ranks? Hmph, ninety percent of the Immortal Gates can't enter the products at all!"

"Hehe, offend me Guyue Mountain, you have to think clearly. ”

The palace was quiet, and the Tang monarchs and ministers and the countries looked uneasy.

At this moment, the sound of whirring wind and the light crane chirping suddenly sounded outside the main hall, followed by a clear voice with a faint fairy meaning: "This is the birthday banquet of Old Taijun Luo?

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