Chapter 215: Cooking Wine and Discussing Taoism

Shui Linglong stood proudly at the window, and a cold voice came: "Hua Wuhuan! You are one of the six heroes of Piao Miao, but you attack a junior brother of our sect who is a latecomer. Are all the people in Piao Miao Valley so shameless?"

"Hmph! You Yungang Five Sons and I, Miao Miao Liuying, have already made an agreement to have a 'cooking and discussing Tao' here today. Since this kid dares to come, he is naturally one of the participants. Why shouldn't I take action against him?" Hua Wu Huan snorted coldly.

As soon as he said this, Liang Yan sighed secretly in his heart. Although he had already suspected it, but now when he heard him say it directly, Liang Yan still felt quite disappointed.

Originally, my opinion of Xue Tianyu changed a lot along the way, but now it seems that everything today was planned in advance by this person. The reason why he brought himself here to drink today was precisely because he had known for a long time that the two sects had agreed to fight here today.

And just now, he deliberately chose a seat opposite the window. He must have seen the arrival of Hua Wuhuan, so he found an excuse to push himself down. The purpose was to cause a conflict between himself and Hua Wuhuan.

Thinking of this, Liang Yan couldn't help but glance somewhere upstairs, his expression extremely gloomy.

"Testing me again and again, Xue Tianyu, Xue Tianyu, what are your intentions?"

However, no one answered the questions in his mind. At this moment, the atmosphere in the field was tense, and Shui Linglong seemed to have a bad temper. She didn't bother to talk to Hua Wuhuan at all. She directly stretched out her right hand to draw the talisman in the air. After the talisman was completed, she clapped it with her left hand. She hit a strange mark on the water polo in mid-air.

The surface of the water ball twisted and rolled, and dozens of humanoid soldiers emerged. These soldiers had different postures, some were riding horses to kill, some were holding shields to cover, and some were stabbing with guns.

In short, there are all kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds, and everyone is showing off their power on horseback. Although there are only a few dozen people in the phalanx, they display the momentum of a hundred thousand troops!

As Shui Linglong squeezed the magic formula in her hand, the leading general screamed silently, as if to say: "Kill!"

boom!

All the soldiers rushed down and attacked Hua Wuhuan on the ground. Just when he was about to be surrounded, he suddenly heard someone chuckle from outside the gate:

"Haha, are you going to 'discuss the Tao' before you've even 'cooked wine'? Miss Shui is really impatient!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of black ink flew in from outside the door and hit the soldiers who were besieging Hua Wuhuan. Those water-man soldiers, splashed by the black ink, seemed to be stuck in a mire, and all their movements slowed down. Hua Wuhuan found an opening and escaped from the trap with a slight jump.

At this time, a man had walked in at the gate. He was wearing a blue robe and had an extraordinary handsome face. He was holding a wine bottle in his left hand and a writing brush in his right hand, as if he had just been impromptuly swiping ink and was about to take a sip.

When Zhang Song saw this person, he immediately screamed: "Lu Duxiu! You are such a rotten scholar, you didn't get drunk and ruined your affairs this time. Instead, you came earlier than the other four heroes. It's really strange!"

"Haha, you idiot Zhang is here, how can I, Lu Qiongsuan, be late?" Lu Duxiu shook the wine bottle, turned to glance at Shui Linglong, and then said:

"I've heard for a long time about the reputation of Yungang Sect's exquisite water. Today, Lv is not very talented. I would like to ask for advice on two tricks to see which one is more powerful, your Beiming Lingshui or Lv's pen tip ink!"

"as you wish!"

Shui Linglong snorted coldly, and fired several spells with both hands. In just a blink of an eye, the ink was forced out of the bodies of the water-man soldiers.

After the sailors recovered, they all targeted Lu Duxiu again, slashing and stabbing him from different angles.

The expression on Lu Duxiu's face remained unchanged. He raised his head to drink and splashed ink in mid-air. The words appeared in ink, and they turned out to be the three characters "lai", "lazy" and "yong"!

Each of these three characters defended one side. The besieging sailors slashed and slashed with their swords, but they were blocked by these three large ink characters. The traces of ink seeped into the sailors' bodies, making their movements slower and their power greatly reduced.

"snort!"

Seeing this scene, Shui Linglong suddenly raised her hand and pointed at the water ball in the air. She saw the water ball rolling rapidly, and countless small water swords shot out from it, densely packed, and stabbed towards Lu Duxiu.

"Beiming Sword Rain!"

Lu Duxiu looked solemn, raised the brush in his hand into the air, took a big sip from the wine bottle, and then raised his head to the sky and sprayed it!

"puff!"

A mouthful of old wine was spit on the brush, and the brush immediately split into millions of black ink beads. These ink beads swirled in mid-air, and then went away against the aqua-blue sword rain above.

Black and blue spiritual energy exploded in the air, as if countless fireworks and firecrackers were set off. Circles of pressure spread out, destroying the wine shop into a mess.

At this time, there were no more drinkers watching the excitement in the store. These people had already dispersed when Lu Duxiu appeared, and the hotel owner and his friends had also fled.

Lu Duxiu and Shui Linglong each used their magical powers, and Zhang Song and Hua Wuhuan on the side were not idle either. Zhang Song was seen shooting continuously with his hands in the air, and invisible wind blades emerged around them, blowing towards Hua Wuhuan one after another.

Hua Wuhuan seemed to be very afraid of these wind blades. The techniques in his hands changed several times, and the flowers on the flute turned from purple to yellow. Then, with a whirl, a yellow light mask lit up above his head, and his whole body was buckled backwards. Inside.

Pfft!

Countless tiny wind blades blew by, leaving tiny marks visible to the naked eye on the photomask. Hua Wuhuan's expression changed slightly, but before he could react, his relaxed body floated, and he actually stepped a few feet away in one step. At the same time, he passed the folding fan forward, and a storm like a dragon rushed out, directly Hua Wuhuan's defensive light shield was destroyed and he rushed towards him.

Seeing the storm coming, Hua Wuhuan fiercely activated his spiritual power, raised his hand and cast a spell upwards, and shouted at the same time:

"I'll take the green flowers and suck them for me!"

The flute on the head moved in response to the sound, and a green flower fluttered in the wind. Suddenly, a strong suction force was generated, like a whale drinking water, sucking the wind from all directions into the flute.

"Hehe, the 'Returning Wind and Flowing Shadow Technique' is nothing more than that!" Hua Wuhuan smiled arrogantly, using the magic technique in his hand urgently, and wanted to use new moves to attack Zhang Song.

However, before he could take action, he suddenly heard bang! With a loud noise, the entire western wall of the restaurant collapsed, and then two people rolled in from the broken hole in the wall.

One of them was a short, fat young man with a lot of fat on his face and a round belly that was bulging, like a human-shaped meat ball.

The other man was a strong man, with muscles on his arms and a square face as strong as a knife or an axe.

Both of them have powerful spiritual power flowing into their bodies. They are both obviously cultivators, but at this moment they are hugging each other like street gangsters. You punch me and I fight hand to hand, and the punches hit the flesh, and their faces are covered in blood. It's extremely red and swollen.

"Shi Gang! Why did you arrive just now?" Hua Wuhuan glanced at the two people on the ground and said somewhat reproachfully.

"Don't mention it! I met these idiots just after leaving the city. They fought all the way from outside the city to get here!"

The muscular man answered, then turned over, straddling the short and fat young man, punched him on the right cheek, and shouted: "Damn fat man, you are really good at beating me!"

Zhang Song looked at the pudgy young man pressed beneath him and couldn't help frowning: "Li Yuanbao, are you okay?"

"Why not?"

The short, fat young man whom he called Li Yuanbao suddenly kneeled and kicked Shi Gang hard in the stomach.

"Ouch!" Shi Gang was in pain, and was pinned down by Li Yuanbao. Li Yuanbao was also rude and punched Shi Gang on the cheek, yelling with curses:

"Shi Baldy, I told you not to slap me in the face, do you understand that your appearance will be disfigured?"