The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward. It was clear that Geng Zhongxing and the others were the masters, but it seemed more like the man sitting opposite was the master.
When the man said this, he didn't mean to be polite or joking, which made Geng Zhongxing feel a little embarrassed.
There were only three people here this time, but just asking around revealed that these three people were definitely not simple, especially the man sitting at the table eating, whose status was higher than the two behind him. Geng Zhongxing couldn't figure out each other clearly.
How far has your cultivation level reached?
He whispered to Qin Luo: "I'll be calm for a while."
Qin Luo looked at the other person without saying a word. He could feel the cultivation level of Mu Sangzuo Zhilang. This man was not very old, probably only half of Geng Zhongxing's age, but his cultivation level was obviously higher than Geng Zhongxing's.
If compared with himself, there is still some gap, but he is also the most powerful person Qin Luo has ever seen.
Qin Luo couldn't help but be interested that Fusang Country could cultivate such talents.
Geng Zhongxing looked peaceful and said with a smile: "What is surrender? We are exchanging friendship between friends."
Qin Luo narrowed his eyes. Geng Zhongxing seemed to have not finished what he said. Qin Luo paid for the compensation, and Yinghua paid the price in exchange for Dao.
Musang Zuozhilang nodded: "We will give this sixteen volumes of Dao Dao to you later."
Geng Zhongxing didn't blush at all and used Qin Luo's interests in exchange for his own interests. Instead, he acted as if he was completely normal.
He looked at Qin Luo: "Qin Luo, please transfer the money to Mr. Musang, and we will all be friends from now on."
Qin Luo laughed: "Elder Geng, even if I want to give it, I'm afraid he won't agree to let me go."
Musang Zuozhilang sneered: "Yes, my father was responsible for the last acquisition of Jiang Bingxue Company. Because of your participation, my father had to commit suicide to apologize. It is a business matter for you to compensate our company for its losses.
My personal business is to take your life."
Geng Zhongxing slapped the table and stood up: "Are you going too far?"
Musang Zuozhilang also stood up: "We agreed that if you call people out, we will give you the secret book. It's fair."
Musang Zuozhilang said as he stretched out his hand, a long knife flew out from behind, and he actually said he was going to do it.
Geng Zhongxing took a step back: "You dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. If it weren't for avoiding conflicts with your organization, I would be so polite to you."
Musang Zuozhilang said coldly: "You are very cunning. We will not believe you. I must take his life."
Suddenly a strong wind blew up in the huge restaurant, causing a mess all around.
The people behind Geng Zhongxing came up, and the people behind Mu Sang Zuozhilang also walked up, and then pulled out a long knife that was exactly the same as Mu Sang Zuozhilang.
"Good guy, you really think we are afraid of you!" Geng Zhongxing opened his hands and was about to use his methods.
Qin Luo grabbed him and said, "It's enough for you to show off your Taoism in front of me. Don't show it to embarrass me."
Geng Zhongxing was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Qin Luo laughed: "Do you really think I came here because I was afraid of you? On the contrary, I also want to meet Sakura and Dao, and I just asked you to help introduce them."
Geng Zhongxing sneered: "Boy, if you dare to be disrespectful to me, I will take care of you later."
He greeted the two people behind him and rushed forward.
There were three people on each side, and they struggled together without any clones.
It's just that the three people on Musang Zuozhilang's side were armed with weapons, but Geng Zhongxing's side took out a talisman.
The two sides fought with each other. Geng Zhongxing wanted to protect Grama's dignity and shouted very hard: "Grama is in front of you, but you still don't appreciate it!"
Musang Zuozhilang took the time to say: "You betrayed your companions in exchange for your own safety. This behavior can already be said to be shameless."
Geng Zhongxing and others shouted a few times, but their voices gradually disappeared.
Qin Luo sat aside and observed the two of them, as if they were watching another good show.
Musang Zuozhilang's voice became even louder: "So this is the Taoism of China, and it's nothing more than that!"
Suddenly Geng Zhongxing screamed and fell down. His hand was injured, and there was blood on Mu Sang Zuo Zhi Lang's knife.
Neither side used their full strength, but after a brief confrontation, their strength was already comparable.
Musang Zuozhilang's cultivation level was actually higher than that of Geng Zhongxing. Geng Zhongxing felt guilty. This matter was originally a trivial matter and he could take full responsibility for it. But after all, except for the situation, Musang Zuozhilang must kill Qin Luo no matter what.
Whether Geng Zhongxing gives it or not, this matter cannot be easily resolved.
Geng Zhongxing glared at Qin Luo fiercely, as if to say, you were holding me back just now, but now you have seen how powerful Mu Sang Zuozhilang is, I am saving you, and you still don't appreciate it.
Musang Zuozhilang said coldly: "Your cultivation is not as good as mine, so there is no need to waste your time." His Chinese was not fluent, but it was enough for people to hear clearly.
With that said, Musang Zuozhilang looked at Qin Luo: "I will give you a chance to fight for it. As long as you defeat me, I will not pursue it."
Qin Luo took a step forward: "How about this, I let you live, and you take your people back to Fusang?"
Musang Zuozhilang glared: "You... you... have such a loud tone."
Geng Zhongxing also shouted: "Qin Luo, I thought you were very sensible! Why are you so ignorant? You killed his father. If you apologize to him, we still have room to turn around."
Musang Zuozhilang laughed: "Qin Luo, it seems that your people have sold you." He took back the knife in his hand and continued: "We may have something in common, that is, dignity
I take him very seriously. Mr. Geng Zhongxing is not as strong-willed as you."
Geng Zhongxing glared. He had to compromise and seek perfection. He was only thinking about the overall situation. How could he have no spine?
Qin Luo laughed: "Then what? Do you want to go by yourself, or should I send you away."
Musang Zuozhilang smiled coldly: "I will give Grama a face. As long as you kowtow to my father's knife and admit your mistake and compensate our company for all losses, I can consider letting you go."
Geng Zhongxing immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard this. This is possible.
They had no loss, it was just Qin Luo kowtowing to a dead man to admit his mistake, and Qin Luo had already promised to compensate them for their losses.
Geng Zhongxing immediately shouted: "Qin Luo, why don't you agree quickly? Do you want us to go to war with their organization?"
Qin Luo turned back and glanced at Geng Zhongxing: "I thought Gramma were all good men. I know a branch leader who is an upright man. I didn't expect the elder of Gramma headquarters to be such a waste."
"Who the hell are you scolding!"
"Good boy, I think you don't want to hang out anymore!"
The people behind Geng Zhongxing cursed.
Qin Luo turned back and looked at Musang Zuozhilang: "I don't intend to compensate you for any losses.
That is your own fault, just like your father, how many people were ruined by him? His current fate is all retribution."
Musang Zuozhilang immediately drew his sword, and the people behind him were also in full formation.
Qin Luo took a step forward: "Now let me ask you, should you get out of here yourself, or should I help you get out of here?"
Musang Zuozhilang suddenly shouted, held the knife in both hands, and struck Qin Luo directly.
He was already an accomplished master in cultivation, and his sword was as fast as lightning, which dazzled Geng Zhongxing.
Qin Luo dodged lightly, and then Qin Luo started to wander around. Qin Luo didn't have to fight back, Mu Sangzuo Zhilang's sword couldn't get close to him at all.
He just continued to observe Musang Zuozhirou's sword skills.
Geng Zhongxing stood aside and stood still. Qin Luo was seeking death on his own, so he didn't have to feel sorry for Qin Luo.
Everyone watched Musang Zuozhilang use all his strength, and his sword skills became more and more dazzling.
Gradually, everyone realized that something was wrong, because Musang Zuozhilang could not hurt Qin Luo at all.
Musang Zuozhilang also realized that he couldn't get close to Qin Luo at all. He suddenly screamed again and bit his mouth with his finger. He saw blood smeared on the blade.
The long knife actually burst into flames.
Geng Zhongxing was secretly surprised. The Taoism of Fusang Kingdom was even more bizarre. Fortunately, he did not fight with Musang Zuozhilang, otherwise he would be the one standing in front of Musang Zuozhilang and fighting.
Musang Zuozhilang's Taoist technique was used on the blade of the sword, and it was like a divine help, stabbing directly towards Qin Luo's face.
With this move, the surrounding temperature instantly increased several degrees. It was actually as powerful as a seventh-grade Heavenly Master.
Geng Zhongxing hurriedly retreated. It seemed that Qin Luo had to die here today.
Qin Luo smiled faintly. He finally aroused Musang Zuozhilang's anger and made him use his full strength.
Seeing Mu Sang Zuozhilang's long sword right in front of him, Qin Luo suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of Mu Sang Zuozhilang's sword.
It was as if he was holding a bullet that was spinning at high speed directly in his hand. At the same time, Qin Luo suddenly released blue flames from his hand, burning directly along the long knife.
Musang Zuozhiro was startled, and it was too late to take action. The flames burned directly along his body.
Everyone was turned pale by this strange blue flame.
Musang Zuozhiro was rolling on the ground, and his two companions immediately came up with their swords drawn.
Qin Luo smiled lightly and said: "Do you think you are my opponent?"
A man stuttered: "Are you a ninth-grade heavenly master?"
When Geng Zhongxing heard this, he sat down on the ground.
Qin Luo said coldly: "Take the bones of Musang Zuozhilang back and tell your leader that if they want to find someone to settle the score, come to me and I will accompany you at any time."
The two of them did not dare to speak, and watched helplessly as Musang Zuozhilang turned into a pile of ruins.
Qin Luo turned around, Geng Zhongxing's eyes were dull, and when he saw Qin Luo looking over, he knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Master Tian, have mercy on me!"
The other two people kowtowed together at the chessboard. Qin Luo just looked at them and said lightly: "Now that Grama wants to cause trouble for me, just come and find him."
The three of them were kneeling on the ground. A ninth-grade heavenly master was enough to frighten people. Moreover, he had offended him so much. After he returned, he was afraid that he would be punished by all the elders.
He was kneeling on the ground and couldn't stand up for a long time. He was completely screwed up this time.