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Published at 23rd of August 2022 07:55:16 AM


Chapter 157

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The big bearded man was stunned, probably not expecting such a young man to dare to talk to him like this.

He is a heroic man, and since he will not care about a young man, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, it won't hurt a single hair on you."

As early as when he came here, the bearded man subconsciously thought that Su Yiding was the noble son of which clan.

Otherwise, who would bring a charming and charming maid on the way?

What's even more absurd is that this noble son is obviously used to enjoying happiness, and he also carries a rattan chair with him...

"You are a frequent visitor, and you are already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. It is difficult for you to protect yourself, and you dare to speak out and give shelter to others?"

In the night rain, a soft voice sounded, and a graceful figure floated up.

She was dressed in green clothes, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and her makeup was exquisite and beautiful. Even though she was walking in the torrential rain, she was leisurely and calm.

The bearded man stood up, Ang Zang stood in front of the grotto, and laughed arrogantly: "What about the Mud Bodhisattva, killing you Hualianxiu is as easy as the palm of your hand!"

"What if you add me?"

A hoarse and hoarse voice sounded, and a shadow flashed from the rain curtain in the distance, appearing beside the woman in Qingshang.

The visitor was thin and short, with sparse hair, an old face, and a hunchback, looking extremely unremarkable.

But in his hands, he was holding a pair of black giant axes that were half his height and stood there, his face full of ridicule and indifference.

The bearded man squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "If Chang Mou makes a full effort, the two of you together won't be enough."

The hunchbacked old man snorted coldly.

Seeing this scene, Cha Jin felt nervous. She couldn't see through the cultivation of the two at all, but she smelled a dangerous aura.

She couldn't help looking at Su Yi, but she saw the latter sitting in the rattan chair, with her right elbow resting on the arm of the chair, her chin resting on her palm, and a wine jug in her left hand, sitting there lazily, looking at the bonfire, As if in a daze.

The flames were reflected in his deep eyes, flickering on and off.

In short, he seems to be indifferent to everything that is happening outside, and he is too lazy to pay attention to it.

However, it was this attitude of extreme laziness and extreme pride that made Cha Jin's nervousness dissipate and become more at ease.

This guy kills Nan Wenxiang and other grandmasters like killing chickens, and even the Fujian Secret Treasure can't help him. If he is really in danger...

wrong.

It is dangerous for others to meet him.

Thinking of this, Cha Jin's taut body also relaxed, and she looked at her beautiful eyes not far away, intending to watch the excitement.

"Old rooster, don't disobey, the frequent visitor's 'Nine Swords of Conquering Demons' is famous in the six counties of Gunzhou, but it is by no means a false name. If I try my best, I have to take it seriously."

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

In the middle of the night rain, another person came, wearing a robe and holding a black wooden ruler.

When he walks, his toes seem to not touch the ground, and the rain pouring from the sky can't touch his clothes, so he is handsome and suave.

Seeing this person, the long-bearded man's face suddenly became extremely dignified, his whole body was chilled, and he said coldly:

"Your master really looks down on me enough to send your vicious dog here."

The man in the Confucian robe smiled slightly and said, "If Brother Chang agrees, within a month, if you don't set foot in Gunzhou City, I will immediately serve you with delicious wine."

"Stop talking nonsense, I just promise, you won't believe it, and it's destined to be impossible to give up."

The bearded man said coldly.

The man in the Confucian robe patted his palms in admiration and said, "Brother Chang really expected things to be true, but you are wrong. If you lose one of your legs, I can swear to God that I will let you leave alive!"

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a thunderstorm suddenly resounded in the sky.

The whole place was silent.

The crowd looked weird.

Cha Jin almost couldn't help laughing, is this the oath that God doesn't believe this guy?

The man in the Confucian robe was embarrassed, rubbed his nose, and said, "In this rainy season, it is indeed unfriendly to those who swear."

The beautiful woman in green clothes holding a paper umbrella whispered: "Mr. Yin, it's already like this, why don't you do it right away and send the frequent visitors back to the west?"

The man in the Confucian robe sighed: "When the military is attacking, attacking the heart is the top priority. If he really believes that we will let him live, he will show his cowardice, and he will not be willing to work hard. In this case, it will be easy to deal with him, and we don't have to. I was worried about the loss, but I didn't expect that the thunder in the sky would be so uncooperative..."

He looked a little depressed.

The glamorous woman froze for a moment and said, "God doesn't cooperate, as long as we cooperate well, there won't be any big losses."

The hunchbacked old man shook his head, grinned and said, "Yes."

After a moment of silence, the bearded man pointed at Su Yi and Cha Jin in the grotto, his eyes fixed on the man in the Confucian robe, and said, "Let them go, I'll play with you, I promise not to run away again."

"Oh, the mud Bodhisattva, who is unable to protect himself, is still showing great compassion, which really makes the slave family look up to him."

The green-dressed woman laughed and laughed.

The man in the Confucian robe sighed: "What is the calamity falling from the sky? This is, if you really want to care about it, it's your frequent visitors who got them involved in this turmoil. If they die, they can only be counted as your frequent visitors. ."

"You can keep that chick for now, I like it."

The lean, short, hunchbacked old man raised his axe and pointed at Cha Jin, and said with a smile, his eyes were full of fire.

Cha Jin was going to watch the fun, but when he heard this, he felt disgusted in his heart, how old is this old man, and he is still so lustful, it makes people want to cramp his skin and burn his bones to ashes!

The bearded man turned around, showing shame, and said, "You two, it's Chang who can't help you. If there is a war later, Chang will try his best to help the two of you survive!"

Cha Jin was stunned for a moment, but this guy was open-minded.

Su Yi was still sitting there, without raising his eyelids when he heard the words, and said coldly, "If you are truly ashamed, hurry up and die. It's over. As for us, it's up to you to worry about it."

The frequent passerby stayed for a while, his cheeks flushed red.

In the distance, the men in Confucian robes couldn't help laughing.

The beautiful woman in Qingshang smiled and said: "Hey, I love to hear this little brother talking, and the slave family is a little reluctant to let him die."

"Don't be fooled, this kid said this, maybe he wanted us to let him go."

The hunchbacked old man sneered.

"Okay, let's clean up the surname Chang first."

The man in the Confucian robe said, and suddenly waved the black wooden ruler in his hand.

boom!

The light and fluttering wooden ruler actually set off the sound of wind and thunder, as if a heavy and majestic mountain came across the sky.

Martial arts master!

Cha Jin's beautiful eyes narrowed.

It is unbelievable that there are so many grandmasters in this kind of wilderness.

Clang!

The frequent passer pulled out the giant sword behind his back, and the whole person's momentum suddenly changed, the air pierced the sky, and he was condensed like a mountain.

He slashed.

clang!

In the sound of the collision, the frequent passers-by shouted: "You two, no matter whether you resent Chang Mou or not, Chang Mou will die this time, and he will also make a way for you to survive. Please seize the opportunity and take the opportunity to escape!"

The voice is still echoing, he has strode out of the grotto, and the figure hidden like a mountain rushed into the rainstorm, wielding his sword to kill, unparalleled in power.

boom!

Lightning flashes in the sky, reflecting on his tall figure, as stern as a god.

The giant sword in his hand is also very good, the whole body is like ink, and it is three feet long.

It is nine inches wide, and there is a black lightning-like aura surging on it.

However, the man in the Confucian robe is also very good. Although he only holds a wooden ruler, he has the basis for advancing and retreating, and he is unrestrained.

This is undoubtedly a life-and-death battle for the master, extremely dangerous and terrifying, shaking the sky and the torrential rain, and the nearby rocks shattering and splashing.

But soon, the man in the Confucian robe was forced to step back again and again, just because the frequent passer-by was a desperate attitude and regarded death as home.

The man in Confucian robe doesn't want to be pulled by the other side.

"Go together."

The beautiful woman in Qingshang put away the umbrella in her hand, and with a clanging sound, a blood-colored sword tip popped out from the tip of the umbrella, as if holding a long sword, volleying towards the frequent passers-by.

boom!

As for the short, thin, hunchbacked old man, carrying a pair of giant axes, he rushed up directly and slashed down with the axe, which was extremely fierce.

"They are all masters..."

Cha Jin sucked in a breath, and almost couldn't believe his eyes.

In Yunhe County, there are only a few martial arts masters.

But now, in this rainy night, there are four grandmasters fighting each other! !

"The identities of these guys must be very extraordinary, and they are definitely not ordinary people..."

Cha Jin secretly said.

boom!

The rain is getting heavier, the thunder is rolling, and the lightning is dancing like a silver snake.

On the ground, the frequent passers-by competed with each other in a pair of three, still extremely powerful and unparalleled, and the black giant sword in his hand set off a wave of heavy swords.

But after all, his opponents are three masters of the same realm, and the strength of the man in the Confucian robe can fight against him, coupled with the woman in green clothes and the old man with a hunchback, his situation has become extremely dangerous.

It didn't take long for him to be wounded.

"Come on!"

In the rainy night, frequent passers-by roared, cold eyes like electricity.

At this moment, he is completely desperate, and he is actually holding the other three people with the strength of only one person!

Cha Jin couldn't help but look at Su Yi.

But seeing the latter sitting there, he closed his eyes and rested, without any intention of leaving.

In other words, he is too lazy to pay attention to the battle of the masters that is being staged outside...

"Confused!!"

Frequent passers-by obviously also noticed that Su Yi and Cha Jin didn't plan to take the opportunity to leave, they were both anxious and angry.

But also helpless.

He was fighting the danger of being injured and dying, so he could barely contain the other party for a moment.

"What time is it, and you still care about other people's lives and deaths, you are just a frequent visitor!"

The man in the Confucian robe snorted coldly, and the black wooden ruler in his hand struck like lightning on the black giant sword of frequent passers-by.

clang! !

In the earth-shattering collision, the black giant sword flew out of his hand, and the figure of the frequent passer staggered.

Before he could dodge, the blood-colored sword in the hands of the Qingshang woman had stabbed into his back.

puff!

A string of blood was brought up, and the flesh was cut, and it was deep to the bone.

Taking this opportunity, the man in the Confucian robe stepped forward and smashed the wooden ruler on the head of the frequent passer-by.

Click!

Although the frequent passer avoided the key point of the head, he was hit by a wooden ruler on the shoulder, and the shoulder bone was broken and collapsed immediately.

His tall and arrogant figure was smashed to the ground in front of the grotto, splashing all over the place.

It seems that he knows he will die, and the frequent passerby is not afraid, but he can't help but let out a long sigh, turned his head to look into the grotto with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "Just now, why didn't you escape?"

There is regret, and there is shame.

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