Chapter 57 Happy Eating Melon
"Hmph, if you don't eat a toast, you will be punished. Brothers, come on, kill them!"
The youngest of the three young masters in Mobei was the most irritable, shaking his face full of slashes, roared angrily, and drew out his long knife, ready to kill.
"Noisy!"
When Zhou Tai walked in front of the three of them, his aura suddenly exploded, and the pressure on the three of them couldn't stand upright, and his face was flushed even redder. I don't know if it was from anger, or from excessive force...
For these three people, if Li Chengqian hadn't ordered him to throw them out, Zhou Tai wanted to kill him, but he dared to be disrespectful to the king, he deserved to be killed!
Zhou Tai pinched a man's neck with both hands, dragging them forward like mopping the floor.
The other third child was even more miserable. Zhou Tai didn't have enough hands, so he kicked him, one kick after another, as if venting, and slowly kicked the third child out of the Tanglou like a football.
For a moment, the entire Tanglou was silent, and everyone was guessing who Li Chengqian was, who could actually drive such a peerless master like Zhou Tai.
You must know that the third young master of Mobei is not an ordinary person who can make such a big name. The three of them are all masters of the third level of Huashen, and they may not be their opponents even if they join forces.
But now he is easily crushed by Zhou Tai like a clown, it is hard for everyone to imagine what level of master Zhou Tai is.
"Haha, brother's move is really a big hit, I wonder if I can have a drink with a certain face?"
Just then, a bold voice came from the tenement building.
"Hiss, Nandao Zhoushan, when did he come?"
Everyone was amazed that Nandao Zhoushan, whom they had been discussing for a long time, was already in the tenement building.
They have never been noticed by anyone, terrible!
Not surprisingly, this Nandao Zhou Shan must have a special skill or secret technique, so that people can't detect his existence.
"Brother, please!"
Li Chengqian made a gesture of invitation to Nandao Zhoushan.
"Okay, Xiao Er, serve the wine!"
"Okay, guest officer later!"
With a yell, Zhou Shan sat down opposite Li Chengqian generously.
"Get to know each other, Zhou Shan."
Zhou Shan raised a bowl of wine and respected Li Chengqian.
"Qian Cheng, nice to meet you!"
Li Chengqian rolled his eyes and took an alias. Then he picked up a bowl of wine and drank it down.
"Haha, refreshing!"
Zhou Shan, who also drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth and laughed loudly.
"By the way, Xiongtai is also here for that Tang Xueyan?"
Zhou Shan lowered his voice and said with an ambiguous expression.
For some reason, seeing Zhou Shan's expression, Li Chengqian couldn't help kicking him!
"Tang Xueyan?"
Li Chengqian was thoughtful.
"That's right, it's the name of the owner of the tenement building. Brother, you came here to hunt for flowers without finding out clearly in advance. Isn't it too careless?"
Zhou Shan looked at Li Chengqian and said in surprise.
"So, brother Zhou also came here for Tang Xueyan?"
Li Chengqian smiled and asked questions instead of answering.
"I'm not. I, Nandao Zhou Shan, was born for the sword, and I will only devote my life to the long sword in my hand."
Nandao grabbed the long saber across his body as if looking at his lover.
"Haha, Monk Nan, are you promoting your knife fetish again?"
At this moment, a handsome young man quietly stepped into the tenement building. He was dressed in white, carried a long sword on his back, and moved a folding fan in his hand, looking like a gentleman.
"Hypocrite, you are courting death!"
Nandao Zhou Shan's eyes glared angrily. The sword is more important to him than his life. The sword that insults him is his sworn enemy!
"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
The young man in white let out a low snort, and the long sword buzzed behind his back, ready to move.
"Nandao Zhoushan, Fenglingjian Baiyunfei,
Now it's interesting! "
Someone muttered to himself in the corner of the tenement building, his face was full of joy, and the meaning of gloating at others' misfortune was self-evident.
Most people in the tenement house put down their chopsticks and wine bowls, just waiting for the two to fight, it's strange to see.
Li Chengqian smiled slightly, he was also looking forward to this scene...
Although I just met Nandao Zhoushan, such an idea seems a bit unkind...
But Li Chengqian just couldn't help but wanted to watch a live version of the fighting drama...
"Take me three times and survive, spare your life!"
Zhou Shan yelled loudly, and there was a strong wind around him, and several tables around were overturned, and the diners were also seriously injured.
Only Li Chengqian's side was calm and calm, without any influence.
Sure enough, eating melons requires strength to not be affected.
"Don't say it's three knives, it's thirty knives, three hundred knives, why can't you take it?"
At the same time, Bai Yunfei's aura boiled, and the air waves rolled all over his body, the movement was really not small.
After receiving the lesson from Zhou Shan, the melon-eaters on Bai Yunfei's side stayed away early, and they were finally spared from unwarranted disasters.
"The first knife, the Splitting Wind Knife!"
The whistling wind made the ears of the melon-eaters all over the building ringing, and there was a tearing pain like a knife.
Li Chengqian laughed straight at the sight, he was the only one who was never affected by the melon-eating crowd all over the building, and he was at ease drinking and eating vegetables and watching the fighting.
The Wind Splitting Knife, as the name suggests, is just like its name, the knife intends to tear through the strong wind, and sweeps towards Bai Yunfei all the way.
"Hmph, the first form of the Wind Spirit Sword - howling the wind!"
A gust of wind rose in front of Bai Yunfei, enveloping a fierce sword intent and slamming directly towards the sword intent that came all the way.
The sword wanted to tear the wind, and the wind wanted to wipe out the knife's intention. It was really interesting to be stalemate in mid-air for a while, anyway, Li Chengqian watched it with relish.
It is rare to see two masters of the 4th level of Transformation God fighting in public. Although everyone in the Tanglou suffered a little damage because of eating melons, they didn't care.
All of them were thinking in their hearts, after this battle, how they would exaggerate the facts and brag when they went back to win others' conviction.
After a long time, the gust of wind died down, and the sword intent dissipated. This time they collided, the two were considered a tie.
"Come again, the second knife, the gravel knife!"
The sky is full of smoke and dust, and there are gravels rolling in the smoke. Every small gravel carries a wisp of sword energy. Countless small gravels condense into one, forming a long knife completely composed of gravels. .
On the long knife, the knife energy was vertical and horizontal, and the knife intent neighed, killing Bai Yunfei with the force of thunderstorm and thunderstorm.
"Dare to make a fool of yourself even if you have a small skill? The second style of the Fengling Sword - piercing mountains and cracking rocks!"
This sword, the sword is proud; this sword, the sword is overflowing; this sword, the sword is sharp and extraordinary!
This sword is like an arrow that leaves the string, hurry up! allow! ruthless!
In the blink of an eye, the long knife condensed with gravel was crushed!
puff!
A mouthful of inverse blood spurted out, Zhou Shan was seriously injured.
"The last knife, the machete!"
Zhou Shan's eyes were burning, and regardless of his injuries, he resolutely swung the knife for the third time.
This knife, just like the name of the knife, is simple and unpretentious, but it is powerful enough to chop mountains!
The incomparably heavy breath spread throughout the tenement building, Bai Yunfei frowned, and then relaxed, as if he had figured out something.
"Since this is the case, let me show you my true strength! The third form of the Wind Spirit Sword - swift as the wind!"