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 who is a junior in our sect. 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 'wine and discuss 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, he had quite a change of opinion about Xue Tianyu along the way, but now it seems that everything today was planned by this person in advance. The reason why he brought himself here to drink today is precisely because he already knew that the two sects had agreed to be here today.
Fighting.
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.
"You have tested me again and again, Xue Tianyu, Xue Tianyu, what are your intentions?"
However, there was no one to answer the question in his mind. The atmosphere in the scene was tense at this moment, 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 a talisman in the air. After the talisman was completed, she slapped it with her left hand.
.A strange mark was struck 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 an army of 100,000!
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 can make wine? Miss Shui is really impatient!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of black ink flew in from outside the door, hitting the soldiers who were besieging Hua Wuhuan. Those water-man soldiers, splashed by this black ink, seemed to be stuck in a mire, and all their movements were slow.
Coming down, Hua Wuhuan found an opening and jumped out of the trap.
At this time, a man had already walked in from the gate, wearing a blue robe, with 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 impromptu writing 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, while he raised his head to drink, he splashed ink in mid-air. The words appeared in ink, and they turned out to be "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, and the pressure spread out in circles, 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 were each using their magical powers. 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 from all around, blowing towards Hua Wuhuan one after another.
Hua Wuhuan seemed to be very afraid of these wind blades. He changed the techniques in his hand one after another. The flowers on the flute turned from purple to yellow, and then in a blink of an eye, a yellow light mask lit up above his head, and his whole body was buckled backwards.
Inside.
Pfft!
Countless small wind blades blew by, leaving tiny marks visible to the naked eye on the mask. Hua Wuhuan's expression changed slightly, but before he could react, Zhang Song's body floated and he actually stepped several feet away in one step.
At the same time, the folding fan in his hand was passed forward, and a storm like a dragon rushed out, directly destroying Hua Wuhuan's defensive light shield, and rushed towards him.
Seeing the storm approaching, Hua Wuhuan fiercely activated his spiritual power, raised his hand and cast a spell upwards, and at the same time shouted:
"I'll take the green flowers and suck them for me!"
The flute above 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 a loud bang! The entire western wall of the restaurant collapsed, and then two people rolled in from the broken hole in the wall.
One of them is a short and fat young man with a fat face and a round belly that is 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 pouring into their bodies. They are both obviously cultivators, but at this moment they are hugging each other like gangsters in the market. You punch me and I fight hand to hand, and the punches hit the flesh, and their faces are covered.
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 replied, then turned over and sat on the short, fat young man. He 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. He punched Shi Gang on the cheek and cursed in his mouth:
"Shi Baldy, I told you not to slap me in the face. Do you understand that your appearance will be disfigured?"
