It's a sunny day now, and there's no sign of rain. The lightning strikes are extremely unreasonable, but Shen Fengshu, who has the lowest level of cultivation, bears the brunt of it.
Thunder, which people usually think is very slender, is now unusually thick. Although it is centered on Shen Fengshu, the diameter is enough to envelop the entire card table and the four people around it.
The attack was so fast and there was no warning. No one expected that everyone was happily playing cards when the inexplicable attack fell from the sky, leaving almost no time to prepare.
Although a tyrannical spiritual consciousness swept past before, it is normal for the passing monks to occasionally probe with their spiritual consciousness. Who knows that they will attack soon? This is not a legend, there will be malicious PKs even if nothing happens.
In fact, from the moment the thunder fell, the most everyone could do was to activate the protective magic weapon to the extreme, and the aura in the whole body was raised to the maximum to resist. The dazzling thunder was extremely fast, and everyone was about to be hit hard. Hit by the blast, the mahjong table on the card table seemed to have suddenly developed a huge suction force, sucking in the thunderbolt that had landed on everyone's heads.
.In front of everyone's eyes, a strange scene appeared. A huge thunder light with a diameter of several meters suddenly shrank when it reached the top of the mahjong table and turned into an inverted cone-shaped electric light. All the thunder was not missing at all. Hit them all
The ebony mahjong was hit, but the four people surrounding it were unscathed. "Hey! This one doesn't count!" Shen Fengshu seemed to have not seen the thunder in front of him at all, only paying attention to those who were attracted by the thunder and lightning. The mahjong tiles in the position were moved, and both hands neatly pushed the tiles in front of him into the pile, shouting
Voice: "Old man, this card is messed up, this one doesn't count!"
Xiaoman next to him was simply Shen Fengshu's follower. When he saw Shen Fengshu's actions, without saying a word, he directly pushed his own cards and looked at Shen Fengshu with a smile. The thunder just now also seemed like it never happened. It was the same. Two smart monkey-like guys laughed heartlessly. Only the honest Yichen was still simple. Seeing that Shen Fengshu and Xiaoman had already pushed the cards, he followed at the end and slowly moved the cards. Advancing the deck, don’t forget to be very sincere
He asked Ancestor Jiang: "Senior, you rarely play the Yaojiu and Zi cards. Do you want to be an old man or a Yaojiu? Come on and listen, right?"
Old Man Jiang's face was distorted like a ghost at this moment, and a raging flame seemed to be burning on the top of his head. The violent anger could be seen by anyone.
"What are you talking about, old man, fooling around with Yaojiu?" Old Man Jiang gritted his molar teeth and roared ferociously: "Do you know that I'm the Thirteenth Yao, the Thirteenth Yao? I'm an unparalleled national scholar. I've already listened to it!" "Ahhhhh!" Wushuang, who had obviously already heard the news, was about to make a draw, but was disturbed by an inexplicable attack. It was unbearable for everyone! Especially now, this person is still new to mahjong. Circle right
I'm a newbie with a big addiction, and I can't stand it!
"Bastard!" While roaring crazily, Old Man Jiang looked at the sky angrily. If the cards hadn't been messed up a little bit, how could Shen Fengshu take the opportunity to push the cards? If it hadn't been for the thunder falling from the sky, what would have happened to those cards? Will it be messed up? Everything stems from that inexplicable attack, and Thunder
The attack also included Old Man Jiang, and the other party didn't spare any effort.
Is it tolerable or not?
"Get off here!" The furious Old Man Jiang raised his hand, and the body of the Blood Tangle Vine had already appeared in his hand.
Gritting his teeth, Old Man Jiang wildly waved the Blood Tangle Vine and swung it towards the sky. A bright green light seemed to grow from Old Man Jiang's hand and shot straight into the sky. He didn't know how long it was.
A moment later, Old Man Jiang frantically swung the tender green branches of the blood-twisted vine down, curling up a humanoid object hundreds of feet away like a whip, and slammed it into another hilltop.
"His!" Shen Fengshu took a deep breath just by looking at the way the guy smashed into the mountain. How many bones would he have to break if he smashed it in from an unknown height in the air?
If it's just a smash like this, as long as the cultivation level is high enough, it doesn't matter. At most, it will be a little injured, nothing serious. The problem is, the thing that is wrapping that guy is a blood-twisted vine! The last one was hit by the blood-twisted vine. The tossing guy only touched a few leaves and had to stand there unable to move and screamed for a long time. He didn't know how many pills he took to get some relief, but in the end he couldn't escape being beaten.
The blood-twisted vine turned into a cocoon and sucked it into a mummified corpse.
This time, the poor guy was directly entangled by the Blood Tangle Vine, and it was also entangled by the furious Old Man Jiang who controlled the Blood Tangle Vine. You can imagine what he would suffer.
Anyway, hundreds of feet away and a mountain away, Shen Fengshu and the others could hear that guy's howling. It was so inhumane that it was impossible to listen to it.
"Do it again!" After grabbing the person and pulling him down, the furious old man Jiang immediately flicked the bloody vine and pushed the cards in front of him viciously, as if he was beating the gongs and drums again: "No one is allowed to cheat! "
Just come, whoever is afraid of whom! Shen Fengshu smiled and played the cards skillfully, looking at his expression as if he had taken the opportunity to escape a national warrior and was even happier than he had been to survive the attack just now. But he was so worried about the living ancestor of his family. If you follow this set, you will take advantage of the opponent who interferes with the game.
The guy is in uniform, and he has a lot of dissatisfaction and a lot of energy that won't give up.
There were still faint screams from the hilltop opposite, but everyone here turned a deaf ear. Old Jiang was in a bad mood and just shuffled the cards silently. Everyone also cooperated. At this time, the world was huge and the game was the biggest.
With the help of the screams in the background, the four of them played for eight rounds. Finally, after playing all the games, Old Man Jiang felt better, the smile on his face reappeared, and he also made witty remarks during the game. stand up.
On the sixteenth lap, when the wind blew from the north to the south, it was Shen Fengshu's turn to take charge, and his luck, which had been declining for a day, completely changed in this round.
"Hong Kong, don't move, I'm going!" Old Man Jiang had just hit a red card. Shen Fengshu shouted, drew the card, and touched it with his thumb familiarly, with a look of surprise on his face.
Bang! The card in Shen Fengshu's hand hit the table hard, and then he pulled the card in front of him back, pushed it forward and knocked it all over, and shouted happily: "There are flowers on the bar, big three yuan, Yakuman! Hahahaha!”
With this big three yuan, Shen Fengshu won almost everyone's chips, and the round ended early.
Seeing Shen Fengshu's unabashed laughter, Old Man Jiang was filled with disgust, but he had to admit that Shen Fengshu had indeed won.
His unparalleled national talent was disturbed for no reason, but Shen Fengshu's big three yuan got into a fight. Old Jiang was so angry that he couldn't vent his evil fire. It happened that Shen Fengshu's laughter had just stopped, There was a scream from the top of the mountain opposite. Without saying a word, Old Man Jiang stretched out his hand and pulled, and a long bloody vine wrapped a poor guy and flew in front of everyone.
, with a bang, it hit the ground hard. "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" Old Jiang stepped forward, roaring angrily, and he ignored the greetings with a flurry of punches, kicking and beating the poor guy. After a while, after beating myself until my hands and feet were numb, I finally
I felt a little relieved.
The guy who was smashed to the ground didn't resist at all except for screaming. Even the scream was because his throat was dry and hoarse because he had been screaming for several hours. It could only be said to be a roar of pain, not a scream.
"Why are you messing up my thirteen-year-old card game?" After stomping the guy's face hard, Old Man Jiang controlled the Blood Tangle Vine to lift the guy up and asked bitterly.
No matter how much torture was used to extract a confession, the pain caused by the spikes of the bloody vine for such a long time had already made that guy just want a quick death, so how could he hide it?
"You have discovered the whereabouts of Xiao Shen Tanhua and want to kill her?" After hearing the simplest reason, Old Man Jiang couldn't help but turn his head and look at Shen Fengshu maliciously and said angrily: "It turns out the root is on you!"
"Who did I offend?" Shen Fengshu cried out loudly and walked up to the guy: "Who are you? Do we have grudges or grudges?"
The already weak guy quickly told the reason without any hesitation. When Shen Fengshu and others left the secret realm of Qiancheng, they once met a young master with a maid. That guy seemed to be upholding justice, but in fact Shang also wanted to find an excuse to kill Shen Fengshu. Unexpectedly, Shen Fengshu also brought Long
Jianxin left the secret realm, so the master of Shangjiuzhou, who seemed to be very powerful and could decide the life and death of several golden elixirs with one word, was killed by Long Jianxin with one claw without even announcing his name. In the secret realm of Qiancheng The total number of people who died inside and outside exceeded seven or eight hundred, but Shen Fengshu didn't take it seriously. Over the years, the number of masters who died directly or indirectly at the hands of Shen Fengshu must have been over two thousand. Each of them must remember their origins to guard against revenge.
?Shen Fengshu is not so leisurely. This guy is the same sect of that powerful master, a disciple of Jiuzhou Jiugongyuan. He is the kind of person who is ruthless and doesn't talk much. He happened to pass by today and accidentally discovered Shen Fengshu during his spiritual exploration. and others, instantly identified Shen Fengshu based on rumors.
With his identity, without saying a word, he used a lightning-inducing technique to draw thunder down from the sky. With his cultivation level, he thought that facing the group of people like Shen Fengshu, he would be like squeezing a fly to death. Who knew? The thunder and lightning caused by the lightning drawing technique, which condensed half of his cultivation, was instantly absorbed by that unknown card.
Clean? Seeing that the situation was not going well, this guy immediately wanted to sneak away. Who would have thought that the child who looked the most delicate and strange was actually the most ruthless among them all. He quickly escaped for dozens of miles. Outside, a long vine turned out to be light and
It was easy to wrap him up and pull him back, not to mention the pain caused by the sharp spikes on it, making it impossible for him to survive or die.
The peak level of Nascent Soul is vulnerable to the pain caused by the spikes of the Blood Tangle Vine. Let alone fighting back or escaping, it is extremely difficult to maintain a normal standing. "You are in the first year of junior high school, then you can't Do you blame me for being fifteen?" Shen Fengshu has never been a bad person. After asking the reason, he just shook his head: "Kill him!"