Looking at the people around Luo Cheng, the attendants began to clear out people, leaving a huge empty space, making Luo Cheng stand out!
"Where is the martial demon? Would you like to see him?"
Luo Cheng looked up at the many faces upstairs, raised his hands in a polite manner and shouted again.
He seems to be quite polite and heroic, meeting each other with the etiquette of the world, but he can't hide his arrogance and arrogance. He clearly yearns for the rich and noble son of the world!
Of course, as the son of King Yan, this is his territory. Luo Cheng did not directly lead people into Yanyun Restaurant, and his words and attitude were still polite and polite, which is already very good!
"That's it, please go upstairs to talk!"
Wu Xin responded loudly, his first impression of Luo Cheng was not bad, but he felt a little too "pretty".
Countless pairs of eyes, including Luo Cheng's, all looked at Wu Xin.
Luo Cheng was overjoyed, quickly clasped his fists and said loudly: "I have heard the name of Wu Yao for a long time, please don't hesitate to teach me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone quickly handed him a long, bright silver gun, which made him look even more handsome.
"Knew it!"
Wu Xin sighed secretly and responded in a casual and matter-of-fact tone:
"It's time to eat! I don't have time..."
"Well……"
Everyone was stunned, even Luo Cheng was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
If you challenge me so openly, politely and formally, shouldn’t you refuse?
How can a majestic martial arts demon destroy his prestige like this?
"No way? The martial demon actually refused Gunjie's challenge?!"
"The Wu Yao is most famous for his amazing power. I heard that he doesn't even know any moves and can only open and close wildly. He is suitable for the battlefield, but not suitable for martial arts. Gunslingers are famous for their skills, so Wu Yao doesn't dare to challenge them.
normal!"
"That's not right! This is Zhuo County, the territory of King Yan Luo Yi. The martial demon has amazing powers. What if the gun hero breaks it?"
"That's right! Even a small county magistrate can't afford to offend King Yan! It doesn't matter whether he wins or loses..."
…
Various opinions arose, some good and some bad, but most of them were quite pertinent.
The speaker has no intention; the listener has intention.
Wu Xin thought about it carefully and thought that he was far stronger than Luo Cheng. A life-and-death duel was okay, but he might not be Luo Cheng's opponent in an ordinary fight.
Looking at Luo Cheng, he is only in the middle stage of Qi refining and is a little stronger than Wu Xin, but he has already mastered the inner strength. It is like wearing inner armor, which can relieve a lot of power. It is difficult to control the power!
"I invite you to fight without hesitation. After the battle, I will give you a banquet. You can eat whatever you want!"
Luo Chengjun's face turned red and he hesitated for a moment, then he spoke loudly again, his tone was quite firm, and he seemed determined not to give up.
Wu Xin frowned, and Ancestor Xingkong whispered:
"Lord! Although Luo Cheng may have been instigated by others for doing this, he has a good reputation and should have no ill intentions. It would be better to fight as early as possible to avoid more changes. This is Zhuojun after all! With the strength of the lord, it is easy to defeat him.
Just force it back!"
"OK!"
You can hide from the first grade, but you can't hide from the fifteenth grade. Wu Xin made a decisive decision, signaled to everyone, got up and left.
After waiting for a while but no reply, Luo Cheng frowned and said loudly again:
"Martial Demon?!"
The old man from Luofu sent a message: "Master! They have come down and are paying the bill and going downstairs!"
Luo Cheng was refreshed, but he was a little nervous and held the bright silver gun tightly, his palms a little sweaty.
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
Luo Cheng actually doesn't have much confidence in defeating the famous Wu Yao. Although according to the investigation, he has a good chance of winning, everyone else said so!
"How do you want to compete, Mr. Luo? That's it?"
After a while, Wu Xin led the crowd out of the building, looked at Luo Cheng, then at the five-hook god flying bright silver spear that was obviously a treasure, then at the Shadow Sword at his waist, and asked with a smile.
"Don't worry! I don't care to take advantage of weapons, and I won't win with force!"
Luo Cheng seemed to have been prepared for it. He straightened his body and spoke loudly, then waved his hand majestically.
Eight people walked out of the corner carrying two large weapon racks. There were 18 kinds of weapons including knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, forks, whips, hammers, spears, sticks, etc. The grades were not low, and they were all sharp weapons.
.
Countless people around him had their mouths twitching, even Wu Xin slightly rolled his eyes.
Luo Cheng obviously came prepared.
What a great deal, how many people dream of a sharp weapon but can't get it, Luo Cheng has a bunch of them, pick them at will!
However, is it really fair that the Five Hook Divine Flying Silver Spear is a famous magic weapon? Do you really disdain to take advantage of the weapon?
"please!"
Luo Cheng shook the bright silver gun in his hand, and the silver light swept across like lightning. The silver flowers were dazzling, his handsome face was cold, and he greeted with cool movements.
His typical cold and handsome look makes the hearts of many women onlookers beat wildly, and even men can’t help but feel envious and jealous!
This kind of appearance, temperament, movements, etc. are also talents!
Wu Xin looked around and asked, "Any weapon will work?"
"Of course! If the martial demon can win, the weapon is Qianli!" Luo Cheng looked at Wu Xin with eyes as cold as stars, and responded generously.
"That's not necessary! I just have a request..."
Wu Xin said with a smile, and then quickly continued: "If I win, Mr. Luo, can you guarantee that if no one can defeat Mr. Luo in Zhuo County, you will not challenge me again? After all, I bear heavy responsibilities, not for the sake of the world.
Coming for a fight!"
Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth and replied: "Of course!"
"boom……"
Wu Xin nodded, and did not go to the weapons rack, but to the two sides of the restaurant. A pile of two or three people tall, Qinggang Pixiu, was lifted up by his belly amid the heavy roar.
The dust was flying, Wu Xin walked to the other side with heavy steps, and once again held up another Qinggang Pixiu.
Turning around, he looked at Luo Cheng and said, "It's time to start! Mr. Luo, let's make the move first!"
"Well……"
Luo Cheng stared blankly, feeling a little thirsty. Even countless people around him were dumbfounded!
This Qinggang Pixiu is conservatively estimated at 20,000 to 30,000 jins. Two of them would be 50,000 to 60,000 jins.
Wu Xin held his left and right hands flat, and his figure was almost invisible, but he spoke calmly and kept his expression calm. What a perverted power?!
The monkey demon, the leader of the four evils, is like this, right?!
Swallowing secretly, Luo Cheng's voice was hoarse and hesitantly said: "This..."
"Doesn't this count as a weapon? Or does Mr. Luo want me to take action first?!"
Wu Xin pretended to be confused and asked, paused, looked at the people around him with sharp eyes and said: "Everyone had better step back. If there are any scratches, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
The people who had already given up more than a hundred square meters of space quickly retreated dozens of meters away with a clatter.
"All right!"
Luo Cheng's face showed a tangled expression, and he gritted his teeth and responded. He tightened his grip on the bright silver gun in his hand, slowly raised it, and pointed the gun point directly at Wu Xin.
The spirit of martial arts emerges, and a majestic and noble white dragon coils around the back of his head. It makes Luo Cheng look like a jade tree facing the wind, and he is extraordinary in martial arts!
"Let's do it! What are you waiting for..."
After waiting for a moment and seeing Luo Cheng maintaining a jealous posture, Wu Xin reminded him helplessly and impatiently.
"Chi..."
Luo Cheng waved the bright silver gun in his hand, and the air was pierced with harsh sounds, and the silver light swept through the space as quickly as it tore apart.
With a flicker, more than a hundred silver flowers appeared, dazzling the human eye, and Luo Cheng's figure could not be seen in the direction of Wu Xin.
"good!"
"Good marksmanship!"
"You are worthy of being a great spearman!"
There was a burst of cheers all around. Most of them were sincere cheers. It was indeed an amazing marksmanship!
Luo Cheng pursed his lips slightly, showing a look of pride and satisfaction, and he flashed the silver gun with all his strength, holding the gun in both hands and spinning it rapidly, the silver light was shining...
Stab out!
"Ouch..."
The dense sound of breaking through the air faintly turned into a shocking dragon roar, and the majestic true energy condensed into a silver blue dragon, just like a silver dragon flying in the sky. It was majestic.
The silver dragon roared, bringing with it a lot of silver light, silver flowers, etc. It was as powerful as a silver dragon emerging from the endless starry sky, charging towards Wu Xin unstoppably.
"Wow..."
There was a burst of shock and uproar, this was simply a magic from myths and legends!
What a miraculous skill!
Those with some eyesight and cultivation can see that whether it is a silver dragon, a silver light, a silver flower, etc., any one of them has the power of drilling gold through stone!
Looking at Wu Xin, he stood there motionless, not even his martial spirit emerged.
Because Pixiu is too big, Wu Xin's expression cannot be seen clearly. He is probably shocked and petrified by Luo Cheng's shooting skills!
Ten meters...
Five meters...
Three meters...
The silver dragon roars in the sky. It will arrive in a moment.
"call……"
Wu Xin threw the Pixiu with his left hand, the wind howled, and hit the silver dragon with a fierce wind, with the force of a mountain collapse.
With a loud roar, the silver dragon blasted through the Qinggang Pixiu without any surprise, with silver light, and the silver flowers followed and crushed...
The dust is so thick that it covers your eyes, and the gravel shoots like arrows!
Wu Xin raised the Qinggang Pixiu in his right hand and held it with both hands. A strange white mist lingered, as if the Qinggang Pixiu was resurrected and soaring into the clouds!
Fill Pi Xiu with force and smash out...
"Rumble..."
The Qinggang Pixiu weighing 20,000 to 30,000 kilograms, coupled with Wu Xin throwing it with all his strength, and the "qi control" increase, amidst the deafening roar of wind and thunder, the majestic ancient beast came to life, ready to crush everything.
"boom……"
The silver dragon disintegrates, the silver light dissipates, and the silver flowers collapse.
A figure flashed across as fast as lightning...
"boom……"
The earth roared, the sky and the earth trembled, sand flew and rocks flew. A few people could not stand steadily. They were shocked and shocked, and fell to the ground.
The broad streets crowded with people are so quiet that you can hear a pin drop!
The smoke clears!
A Qinggang Pixiu sank nearly a meter into the ground, reaching up to its belly.
Pixiu, which was originally as solid as iron, was covered with spider web-like cracks, but it still remained intact and seemed to be completely embedded in the ground!
Divine power!
evildoer!
More than ten meters away, Luo Cheng was being held by the old man of Luofu, with his handsome jade face blue and white. He stared blankly at Qinggang Pixiu sinking into the ground, obviously in shock!
"Qiao Luocheng! You lose!"
Wu Xin looked at Luo Cheng with a smile and reminded lightly.
Luo Cheng reacted, his delicate fair facial features were a little blue and distorted, and his voice was hoarse and slightly trembling as he muttered:
"You...you are cheating! You rely on your divine power and...weapons to bully others! You are not a good man!"
Luo Cheng is one of the Thirteen Heroes and the son of King Yan. He advocates chivalry and is infatuated with the world. He is quite famous. There are Spear Hero, Jade Face Silver Spear, Qiao Luocheng, Xiao Yan King, Jade Face White Dragon, Jade Face Young Master, etc.
Many names.
However, Luo Cheng often calls himself "Cold Mian Han Qian", and he doesn't like others. He doesn't like people calling him Yumian, and he hates being called Qiao Luocheng the most.
Wu Xin called him "Qiao Luocheng" in public, and he might have gotten angry normally, but now he felt a little lack of confidence and couldn't even get angry even if he wanted to!
"Haha..." Wu Xin looked at Luo Cheng with a half-smile, and chuckled.
"..."
Luo Cheng's blood rushed to his head. He opened his mouth to say something but had no confidence. What does "haha" mean?
Is this disdain?
Luo Cheng's face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Don't worry! I am willing to admit defeat and keep my word! There is no shame in losing to the four monsters!"
After a pause, his body trembled slightly, he forced himself to maintain his grace and clasped his fists: "The green mountains will not change, the green water will always flow! Farewell!"
After saying that, he took off the money bag from his waist and stuffed it into the old man's hand, turned around and left. His face felt so hot that he didn't even want to use many sharp weapons!
The third update is here, thank you Lao K, Yu Tian returns and Piao Hong joins the alliance, thank you Wukong, Blood Wolf, Piao Hong for your support! Thank you! (To be continued.)
