Chapter 422 The fighting body, the God of War appears!
The tavern was very quiet. The boss served the wine and went inside. Ye Feng opened the wine bottle and poured a glass for the old beggar, and asked: "You still don't know your senior's name?"
Unexpectedly, the old beggar just waved his hand and said: "The name is just a code name. It doesn't matter whether you know this thing or not. From now on, you can just call me old beggar."
Ye Feng nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He could tell that the other party was a free and easy person. This kind of person does not stick to formalities. These are the people who truly escape from the world. They are much better than the four ancient tribes who live in seclusion.
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The old beggar drank a bowl of wine, and then he laughed and said: "Little guy, you must have guessed my identity by now, right?"
Ye Feng nodded and said: "If this junior's guess is correct, senior should be my senior brother's friend, right?"
"Friends?" The old beggar was startled, then grinned and said: "That's not wrong, but it doesn't matter whether you are a friend or not. You don't have to think too much about it. Old beggar, I have traveled freely all my life, but I owed money back then.
The little old man with the big tobacco bag was a favor, so he had to come over."
Having said this, the old beggar smiled slightly and said: "Of course, I bought you this drink myself. The reason is that I like you."
Ye Feng couldn't help but smile. He also admired the other person's character. Once upon a time, he had thought of being so free and unrestrained, but his butt determined his position. When he was in that position, he had to do some things that he should bear.
"How about my cheap senior brother?" After thinking about it, Ye Feng still asked.
"Okay, don't look at that little old man smoking dry cigarettes all day and every night, but his life is probably not that easy even if the Lord of Hell wants to take it away!" The old beggar curled his lips.
"Where are Sister Sausage and Long Nannan? How are they doing?" Ye Feng asked again.
The old beggar was startled, and then asked: "What, do you know Sister Sausage?"
Ye Feng smiled slightly, and then briefly recounted the past when Sister Sausage and Long Nannan came to see him.
Unexpectedly, the old beggar suddenly said: "Do you know who I am, Sister Sausage?"
Having said this, before Ye Feng could ask any questions, he immediately added: "She is my granddaughter."
Now it was Ye Feng's turn to be surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, it suddenly dawned on him that Sister Sausage was also from a small mountain village in the northwest, and had a very good relationship with Long Nannan. This old beggar also had a good relationship with the little old man with a big tobacco bag. I thought they would
There is a connection.
"That Sima Zhantian you just mentioned?" The old beggar suddenly noticed Sima Zhantian, because from what Ye Feng said just now, he could tell that his precious granddaughter seemed to be a little interested in this man.
"He is my subordinate, and of course, he is also my brother!" Ye Feng smiled bitterly, he could only introduce him this way.
Unexpectedly, the old beggar said that wind is like rain, so he stood up and said, "Okay, I won't drink anymore. Take me to see this Sima Zhantian."
Ye Feng suddenly felt that something bad had happened, and couldn't help but feel a headache for Sima Zhantian. Looking at the old beggar's attitude, he clearly had the attitude of going to investigate the possibility of becoming his grandson-in-law in the future.
But now that the matter has come to this, Ye Feng naturally has no choice but to shirk it. The two of them stood up, and the old beggar shouted: "Boss, seal my wine again. Come and drink it another day when you have time."
This guy is a person who loves to drink. However, before Ye Feng could react, a wave of wrapping power came over him, and he flew up in an instant, and then flew towards the imperial capital.
In the dead of night, the old beggar and Ye Feng suddenly landed in the courtyard of Beiyunju out of thin air. Then they sat down on the stone table and shouted: "Go ahead and call Sima Zhantian. Also, don't let the others."
People know.”
Ye Feng had no choice but to do as he was told. With the matter at this point, he just prayed that Sima Zhantian, a big man, would be able to get on the road and do something in front of the future grandfather.
"Boy Ye Feng, don't tell him my identity!" the old beggar thought for a while and then shouted.
Ye Feng could only follow the instructions. It could be seen that the other party really wanted to test Sima Zhantian. If Sima Zhantian knew about it in advance, then this test would probably be greatly compromised.
Soon Sima Zhantian came, and then Ye Feng watched from the side, with his arms crossed as if he was watching a good show.
"Sir, this is..." Although Sima Zhantian was impatient, he had a good memory and immediately recognized this old beggar as the one who took action in the Forbidden City tonight.
Ye Feng said in a deep voice: "Don't ask anything, I won't tell you if you ask me. Whatever the old beggar asks you, just answer it truthfully!"
Sima Zhantian was confused and asked in a daze: "Senior, what do you want from me?"
The old beggar looked him up and down, nodded slightly and said, "He's quite good, tall and mighty."
Sima Zhantian was confused. He had no idea what was happening. He was good-looking. He was tall and powerful. What was he doing? Selling piglets or acting as a monkey in the draft?
If he hadn't known that his opponent was very skilled, Sima Zhantian would definitely have made a statement.
But the old beggar suddenly asked: "Do you want to drink? How good is your drinking capacity?"
Sima Zhantian got excited when he mentioned this, and grinned: "Of course I drink wine, but it depends on the person. If the person is right, he will drink more. If the person is wrong, I won't drink even if he invites me."
"Yes, this looks a lot like me!" The old beggar finally smiled, and then added: "However, the level of cultivation is a bit lacking. At this age, he is still at the King of Martial Arts level. It is really a bit lacking."
Sima Zhantian refused to accept this point and retorted: "Senior, although my level is low, my fighting ability is not weak."
"Oh, really?" The old beggar narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell me, how strong are you in combat?"
Sima Zhantian chuckled and said: "When I say that I am strong in kung fu, it is all nonsense. Since senior said that my cultivation level is low, then I will ask senior to suppress my cultivation level. I am twenty-eight years old this year, so I will ask senior to put it down."
If your cultivation reaches the level of your twenty-eight years old at that time, I will fight you!"
"Oh, I'm not convinced. This is a man. I can't tell he's a bit bloody." Although the old beggar was teasing, he was more and more satisfied in his heart. He was most afraid that the other person was a coward or a stupid person.
"Okay, old beggar, let me suppress my realm for now, and let's have a fight!" After saying this, the old beggar stood up slowly.
Sima Zhantian said: "Then we agreed, senior, that you can't return to the suppressed state. If I get beaten up by me, you can't fight back!"
Sima Zhantian was afraid of being beaten. It turned out that when Sister Sausage was still there, he was beaten a lot. Of course, he didn't feel anything when he was beaten by the woman he liked, but if he was beaten by a man, it would be terrible.
That won’t work.
The old beggar couldn't help but laughed angrily: "Boy, if you can beat me, old beggar, I will write my name upside down and you can take action!"
Sima Zhantian said nothing, and his whole body was full of momentum. In an instant, there was no wind in the whole yard, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees were blown away. With one step of his foot, he rushed over like a tiger and punched out.
The old beggar did not dodge, but stood there casually. Suddenly, with a bang, Sima Zhantian punched him, as if he had hit a copper wall. The old beggar did not move at all.
Sima Zhantian couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face. His breath sank again, he unleashed a full blow and punched out again.
With a loud bang, a terrifying air wave swept out, and the stone table behind it cracked on the spot. The old beggar resisted the punch, but was finally knocked back a step, but it was only one step.
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A trace of surprise flashed in the old beggar's eyes, but he did not show it. Although he suppressed his realm and kept his cultivation level at the age of twenty-eight, you must know that what he cultivated was that of the ancient monks.
Dharma door.
When he was still twenty-eight years old, his cultivation level was already extremely extraordinary. At that time, even the four major ancient clans only had a few running in front of him, but now this big man in front of him was actually able to push himself.
Take half a step back.
This is enough to show that this big guy is born with infinite strength, but even so, it still did not satisfy the old beggar. It can only be said that he can barely meet the minimum requirements.
"It does have some strength, but if it's just like this, it's not enough!" the old beggar said in a deep voice.
Sima Zhantian couldn't help but get angry, thinking that he had already used all his strength, but the opponent just stood there and resisted, and he only knocked the opponent back half a step. This was too embarrassing.
Suddenly there was a clang and a harsh metallic sound, and a bronze sword suddenly emerged from Sima Zhantian's body and appeared in mid-air.
At this time, the old beggar was really shocked. The opponent was only in the Martial King realm and was still a bit far away from the Shinto realm, but he actually cultivated Shinto things in his body.
"No, this is not a sacred object. It is condensed by his special physique. This kid actually..." Before the old beggar could finish his words, the simple knife above his head cut through the air and killed him.
At this time, the old beggar could no longer resist. He struck out with lightning speed, and the powerful palm force formed a vortex, and the knife was instantly swept away.
However, this is not over yet. Sima Zhantian obviously has the kind of temperament that gets braver the more he fights. The stronger others are, the braver he becomes, and he can even perform extremely well most of the time.
In an instant, Sima Zhantian's momentum erupted again, and his energy surged into the sword, and then he slashed down again, and a comet-like sword fell towards the old beggar's head.
At this moment, the old beggar's eyes were full of horror. He suddenly understood that the big man in front of him was not simple. Not only did he have the body of a magic sword, but he also had a fighting body. The more he fought, the more courageous he became.
, this kind of guy can definitely become a god of war in the future.
The terrifying knife force surged forward, and the old beggar made a strange seal with his hands, and then a Tai Chi pattern appeared, instantly eliminating the terrifying knife force.
Sima Zhantian gritted his steel teeth again, held the knife in both hands, and fired again.
The old beggar waved his hands quickly at this time and said: "Enough is enough, if we continue the fight, we will probably demolish the whole yard of Ye Feng!"
After hearing this, Sima Zhantian stopped and put the knife into his body.
