One thousand nine hundred and ninety-three chapters Anhui clothing
Without talking nonsense, he said calmly: "Please!"
The man who calls himself Yunlong Zhang Shun is over thirty years old, almost forty years old. He has a dark face and long arms, almost above the knees. When swinging his arms, he is powerful and seems to be good at the kung fu.
, although I don’t know the depth, it’s a bit overweight. But compared to He Yue Gou who stands proudly with a gun opposite, it seems, it seems, it’s still a bit underwhelming.
Zhang Shun stared at the spear in He Yuegou's hand and swallowed. A few days ago, it was one thing to stand at a distance and look at it. But it was another feeling when they were face to face. The spear was hanging upside down like a sharp blade, and the feet were stepping on it.
Burning with fire, feeling doubly tormented.
Gu Lianglei looked at He Yuegou who was strolling in the courtyard, and then at Zhang Shun who was already sweating on the tip of his nose, and asked in surprise: "What does he want to do?"
"Who knows, maybe when I get tired of living, I want to ask Mr. He to give him a ride." Wan Yi said with a smile. Cangyang Jiahe raised his eyes and looked around at the heights. There were a lot of people watching with cold eyes. Some of them were on this trip.
The powerful candidates to go to Hanjiang Wengdu's office are all outstanding in their arts. Although they are not as dazzling as Yue Gou, they are hidden and their martial arts cannot be underestimated. Cangyang Jiahe withdrew his gaze and understood clearly in his heart, Wanyi
The third floor of the building was showing its sharpness. After watching it for a few days, I thought it was time to test it.
Sure enough, Zhang Shun didn't take any action, Zhang Shun didn't move, and He Yuegou didn't move either. However, someone spoke. Wan Yi didn't wait for the person to finish speaking, then he covered his mouth and laughed: "Sister Cangyang's
My brother is really a good person."
Cangyang Jiahe slightly lowered his eyes. Of course, he could hear what Wan Yi said. If it were her, she would most likely not wait for someone to make noise and cause trouble, and would kill the person who invited the fight with a knife in her hand.
It saves time and trouble. He Yue Gou's talent is indeed extraordinary, but his experience is still slightly inferior to that of the monsters from high-ranking families.
Someone behind Zhang Shun shouted loudly: "I'm beating him back and forth. Is he the only one on your third floor?"
Gan Qi clicked his tongue, and just as he was about to speak, the man answered quickly: "Are you two with him?"
After smiling, Wanyi spat and cursed: "It's so shameless."
He Yuegou didn't respond, feeling a little impatient, and looked at the half-hundred-year-old man who was talking indifferently. The old man walked out slowly, gathered around him, bowed, coughed slightly, and then said slowly: "I am lucky to have Mr. Du this time.
Thanks to the grace of my senior, when a rare treasure was born, and the three sects of the Sanzhang Mansion came to my aid, we decided on this method that was not harmful to harmony, but was also considered the way we behave in the martial arts world. There are my comrades here, as well as my juniors, and even more
There are respected seniors in the world who uphold the etiquette of juniors as witnesses, and win three out of five battles. The original intention is that those who are destined to get the rare treasure will get it. Regardless of the level of martial arts, as long as you come here, you will have the opportunity to see if you are the owner of this rare treasure.
, it can be regarded as an opportunity for the major sects and the seniors to support the younger ones. It would be better for you to have three buildings. One or two people fight from beginning to end. He will win and he will lose. If this is the case, there will be many people fighting alone in this apricot forest.
If you are a master of martial arts, why bother trying to make up the number of these five people and find a few chickens and dogs to make up the number? Isn't that enough to achieve the goal of taking five?"
The group of heroes were talking a lot, some were silent, and some were cheering loudly. Those who were silent naturally felt that the old man's words were a bit far-fetched. When it was decided that three wins out of five games could not be fought consecutively, it was common sense that one person's martial arts skills
No matter how high you are, you will always be exhausted. There is no reason to ask for a carnival. The only blame is that He Yue Gou on the third floor is too good, which is really unexpected. So the people on the third floor seem to be a bit shameless, but they are indeed
It is indeed within the rules. Most of the people in the arena who are cheering loudly are seeing no hope of entering the top five and are making noises. Many of them have ulterior motives.
Upon hearing this, He Yuegou was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. Did the old man think he died not fast enough? He Yuegou put away his gun, looked at the old man who spoke, and asked indifferently:
"You mean you want to change someone?"
"Yes, I have..." Before the old man could finish his words, He Yuegou turned around and left, leaving the old man alone in the field. As he walked, He Yuegou looked up at Wanyi Guliang who was standing outside the field.
Several people burst into tears and snorted. The implication was not that I didn't want to fight, but that others didn't want to fight with me.
The old man was confused and didn't understand what He Yuegou meant. However, looking at the angry and funny expressions on the faces of the handsome men and beauties on the third floor outside the venue, the old man's heart trembled slightly, and he felt vaguely uneasy.
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He Yue Gou went elsewhere as if there was no one around, and never glanced at the man who invited the fight. Wan Yi blinked his eyes, feeling a little cold. For those who didn't know, he thought he was afraid of the third floor. Gu Liang Lei also felt a headache.
There are many masters around him, but none of them seems to be something he can control. Gan Qi is one of the one or two people on the third floor. It is difficult to go out to fight again. It is impossible to let Shentian and Dujuan take action. He is better than the two people on the field.
It shouldn't be difficult.
Just as Gu Lianglei was about to speak, he heard a burst of silver bell-like laughter from Wan Yi. Wan Yi's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and she said with a sweet smile: "In that case, let me learn the unique skills of the senior."
Everyone was in an uproar. The third floor was so beautiful that Wan Yi's reputation had spread throughout the entire Xingzi Forest. Everyone knew that this woman was so beautiful that she could not be compared to anything else in the world, but no one knew that such a delicate daughter could actually do martial arts.
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As soon as Wan Yi finished speaking, someone laughed and shouted: "Old man Cao, you have shot yourself in the foot now. Can you do it? Don't blame me for not warning you. If you accidentally hurt yourself,
This girl, hey, the few kilograms and taels of meat that you, Old Man Cao, have all over your body are not enough to pay for it, you just walked in and carried you out, haha."
Everyone burst into laughter, and the old man smiled bitterly and bowed repeatedly, but he was not annoyed and said with a smile: "Brother Qi is absolutely right. I am half buried in the ground, so I have nothing to think about. But there are so many talented young heroes here, just in case.
If something goes wrong, I'm afraid there won't even be any bones left, so forget it, forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."
"Haha, Brother Cao, are you giving in?" someone else teased.
"It's not about giving in, it's about admitting defeat. I can't do anything to such a beautiful girl." The old man looked embarrassed, shook his head, and frequently laughed and talked with the group of heroes in the forest. All he said was Wan Yi's words,
It seemed as if the entire apricot forest was on fire at once.
Wan Yi looked at the old man surnamed Cao with a smile, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was a flash of cold light. Wan Yi slowly opened his mouth and said calmly: "Senior can't do it, but I can..." The voice was very soft.
, but everyone outside the venue heard it clearly.