Deng Hui covered his chest and said coldly: "Even if it's a fart, you have to hand it over!"
Wei Laoliu was furious, "Fuck you, uncle!" He pulled out his sword and rushed over! The rest of the Taibao followed suit!
A bald man from the Wei family suddenly roared like thunder and pressed his hands flat: "Don't move!" Wei Laoliu and others took one look at him and stopped abruptly! They all had their eyebrows raised and their eyes raised, and their faces were ferocious!
Deng Ziyong narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you Wei Laoer?"
Wei Laoer raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you know?"
Deng Ziyong said: "Besides Wei Lao, you are the oldest here. If you are not Wei Lao Er, you are Wei Lao San. But I thought again, except Wei Lao Er, who has the courage to stop Wei Lao Er?"
All brothers? I’m afraid Wei Lao San doesn’t dare to be Wei Lao Er’s boss!”
Wei Laoer said solemnly: "You have a good vision and a good mind!"
Deng Ziyong stared at Mr. Wei and said, "Do you have something to say?"
Wei Laoer said: "Yes! I wonder if there is any misunderstanding between us? Why don't we sit down and talk! It is said that it is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. Wouldn't it be better if the two of us could turn our hostility into friendship? If the Wei family of Jinzhou could reconcile with Leshan
Wouldn’t it be great if we join forces to form an alliance and control the world?”
Deng Ziyong looked impatient and said coldly: "I think you are mistaken! I am not here to make friends with you or build relationships with you! You'd better be happy and don't waste each other's time!"
Wei Laoer thought to himself: Boss Wei was probably plotted by the young man in black with two swords hanging from his waist. The feud between the two sides has been forged. It would be unwise to start a fight with the Leshan faction at this time!
Just now, Xixia King Li Deming and others left the stage directly because they did not want to be attacked from both sides!
The young gang leader of the Leshan faction just emphasized that he would not target a third party, and he did not want to be trapped in a two-front war!
Are they the only ones who are smart, and we are the only ones who are fools? Damn it!
The reason why Wei Laoer stopped the impulsiveness of Wei Laoliu and others just now was because he was afraid that Pang Shififteen and others would sneak attack from behind! Once the war started, the Thirteen Taibao would be trapped in a double attack, which is a taboo for military strategists!
So now he is eager to change the unfavorable situation. The two enemies should at least assimilate one side and win over one side! In this way, one can win over one another, one rises and one falls, so that one can at least ensure that his side is in an invincible position!
As a result, the young gang leader of the Leshan Sect was so "unable to understand the style" that he slapped himself in the face in public, and the sound was loud!
Wei Laoer suppressed his anger and still did not give up his last effort, "Okay, in that case, then tell me clearly, what do you want?"
Deng Ziyong frowned and said, "Damn it, are you deaf? Why are you pretending?"
Wei Laoer's face suddenly turned gloomy, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes! He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Little brother, let me say it again, we don't even know what the thing you are talking about is. I think someone tricked you.
If he makes trouble for us, the misunderstanding between us will naturally deepen, and conflicts will arise. In the end, we will fight, and both sides will be hurt. He has the advantage of others. Little brother, I advise you to calm down!"
Deng Ziyong said coldly: "I don't think you have ever been beaten severely!"
Wei Laoer's face turned cold, "It seems there is no more talk?"
Deng Ziyong said: "Not bad!"
Wei Lao Er turned to look at the young man in black next to Wei Lao Er. The young man could hold his breath and never looked back!
Wei Laoer thought in his mind and thought, if the twelve brothers of his were to fight against the opponent, the Fifteen Swordsmen of Leshan, would these seven foreigners be tempted to attack by surprise?
He is not afraid of others, he is afraid of two of them!
One is the young man in black with two swords hanging from his waist, and the other is the tall and thin young man with a sinister look on his face!
Among these seven people, only these two have a strong sense of hostility and murderous intent!
Especially the long sword on the waist of the black-clothed young man, there is a vague smell of blood, which makes people uneasy. This is definitely a magic weapon and a magic blade!
As long as they don't take action, it's not impossible for my brother to put in some effort to defeat these fifteen young swordsmen!
As long as the Leshan Fifteen Swords are killed, these seven Central Plains people will naturally become fish and meat on the chopping board, and can be slaughtered at will!
He observed the movement of the auras of the fifteen members of the Leshan Sect. They were all at the peak of the Seventh Realm. Among his thirteen brothers, three were at the Peak of the Eighth Realm and ten were at the Peak of the Seventh Realm. The eldest brother was "sealed", leaving only two peaks at the Eighth Realm.
But two eight realms are enough to compete with six to eight peak seven realms. In the end, the opponent has at most nine seven realms, but he has to face ten seven realms on his side. Nine versus ten, it is not easy to beat his side.
!
The key is to ensure that the boys in black cannot join the battle!
Wei Laoer said: "Now that we have said this, how about we go outside to discuss the solution?"
Deng Ziyong doesn’t care!
Their boss, Wei, is being pinned here and there, and his group of brothers will definitely not be able to leave and run away!
"Okay! We'll wait downstairs!" After saying that, he started to walk out!
Pang Shiwu suddenly stood up and turned around: "Who told you to leave?"
Deng Ziyong frowned, "Boy, are you talking about me?"
Pang Shiwu stood with his hands behind his back and sneered: "What do you say now?"
Deng Ziyong's eyes flashed coldly, "Boy, do you want to die?"
A hand behind him held his wrist, and someone whispered in his ear: "Don't forget the main task this time, and don't make extraneous matters!"
Deng Ziyong snorted coldly: "So what if there are extraneous things? What can they do to me?" In his opinion, those seven foreigners were just young men and wealthy ladies, and they couldn't even sense the movement of internal energy.
, you can hit seven people to death with one punch, what is there to worry about?
The man behind him had to shut up!
Pang Shiwu looked at Boss Wei, who was motionless beside him, and suddenly put his hands on his shoulders, staring into Boss Wei's eyes, "What are you, Boss Wei?"
Boss Wei's whole body was stiff and he couldn't speak! He only felt that his whole body was cold, as if he was in an ice cellar, and his blood almost stopped flowing!
He really didn't expect that there was a supreme martial arts master hidden in this hall, and he could freeze himself instantly!
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He has begun to feel fear at this time! Unfortunately, it is too late to regret, and now he has no chance to say sorry!
Pang Shiwu frowned, "Oh, you're so arrogant, what do I want to ask you? Damn it, are you pretending to be deaf?"
Snapped!
Slap Boss Wei on the face!
This time Yuan Zishan only took a sip of tea and pretended not to see anything!
This Boss Wei actually teased Chang Zijin, and he was destined to be dead! With his virtue, Frog would definitely bully men and dominate women, so he would definitely be right to kill him!
Wei Laoer was startled!
"You dare to hit my elder brother?"
Deng Ziyong was also stunned!
"You're trying to disrupt the situation on purpose, right?"
Zeng Yong suddenly said gloomily: "Are all young people today so crazy? I was just about to eat, and they suddenly rushed in and made a fuss, and then they said in a coaxing way that we were disrupting the situation. Damn it, I
I didn’t dare to be so arrogant when I was young!”
Liu Mizhou smiled and said: "That shows that you are a well-educated person!"
Zeng Yong said: "Yes, I think so too! If I do something stupid again, I would not dare to violate the moral principles of the world! Unlike today's young people, who don't understand any rules at all!"
Deng Ziyong's face was gloomy, his brows furrowed, and he said proudly: "What do you mean by your Excellency? Do you want to discuss it?"
Zeng Yong chuckled, "Let's compare? Just you?"
Deng Ziyong was immediately furious, "If you dare, come out!" He naturally saw the long sword on Zeng Yong's waist. He didn't believe that the opponent's sword could pierce his dragon armor!
Zeng Yong walked out, and when he passed by Mr. Wei, he suddenly slapped him with his backhand. The other side of Mr. Wei's face was as red as a monkey's butt! The force was just right, the redness was severe, but there was no serious injury, the skin was not broken, and the bones were not cracked!
Not too harmful!
Extremely insulting!
Wei Laoqi and Wei Laoba were instantly furious and slashed with their swords at the same time!
However, Zeng Yong slipped and avoided the two men's attacks!
He mainly wanted to deal with Deng Ziyong!
The Thirteenth Taibao of the Wei family was the dish for Fifteen, and he wanted to save it for Fifteen!
Deng Ziyong didn't expect that the young man in black rushed in front of him in an instant. He didn't react for a moment. Just when he was about to draw his sword, he was slapped on the face with a snap!
Damn it!
Not very harmful, but extremely insulting!
Deng Ziyong had never suffered such humiliation in his whole life. He was so angry that he pulled out his sword and struck hard, "Go to hell!"
The sword flashed and pierced the air!
The young man in black has disappeared again! Is this guy so powerful in Qinggong?
Suddenly, I heard the junior disciples behind me exclaiming in surprise. I turned around hurriedly and saw a flower in front of my eyes. There was a sharp snap and another crisp sound. I also received a slap on the other side of my cheek!
Are you addicted to slapping?
A line of words came to mind again!
Not very harmful, but extremely insulting!
Damn you, uncle!
Deng Ziyong stabbed out with his sword, the sword energy was surging and quite powerful, but in Zeng Yong's eyes it was simply too weak!
With a gentle pinch between two fingers, the sword was caught!
Deng Ziyong was shocked!
He hurriedly pulled it back, but the sword seemed to be clamped by steel pliers and it didn't move at all!
Now he suddenly panicked!
The other party's martial arts skills were much higher than he imagined! Look at his appearance, which is more magnificent than the Eighth Realm. He should be the peak of the Ninth Realm! Damn it, how could he be unlucky? There is such a master in there and he is in trouble!
"You'd better let me go!" Deng Ziyong meant, if you don't let go, the consequences will be serious!
At times like this, he still didn't forget to threaten Zeng Yong, hoping to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum! He even admired his ability to adapt to situations that was different from ordinary people!
But his idea is a bit naive!
Zeng Yong smiled sadly, "I once wanted to challenge the four martial arts masters, but unfortunately their fate was not good. They all died before I came to them! Are you as powerful as the four martial arts masters at your young age?"
The implication is, don't scare me, I'm not afraid!
Deng Ziyong naturally knows the four martial arts masters!
Yan Lingxiao, the Lord of Lingxiao City in Liaodong!
Zhu Wu, the leader of Lingnan horoscopes!
San Qin Gongzi Liancheng!
Mr. Qi Xiaohou, the co-owner of Hunan and Hubei rivers and lakes!
These four people once dominated each other in the martial arts world, and they were in the limelight for a while!
Deng Ziyong thought: This guy dares to challenge the four martial arts masters, he is really courageous!
Seeing that Zeng Yong had no intention of letting go, he immediately understood that the other party would never let him go. In this case, he would just give it a try!
The sword in his right hand was caught by Zeng Yong, so naturally he couldn't move it! But he still had his left hand!
right!
Left hand!
With a flick of his left wrist, the sword in his sleeve slipped into his palm, and a killing intent instantly filled the entire space!
The sword body is like a stream of autumn water!
Feng Jiuxiao looked at the sword like autumn water and suddenly thought of his own autumn water narrow sword! Unfortunately, it was destroyed by the Daliao master Hailar! The two of them destroyed four magical weapons in total!
The sword in Deng Ziyong's sleeve suddenly stabbed forward and flew straight into Zeng Yong's chest!
Zeng Yong said: "What a sword!"
He was holding Deng Ziyong's long sword in his right hand, so he could only use his left hand at this time!
The sword light disappeared in a flash!
The tip of the sword in the sleeve was also held by Zeng Yong!
Zeng Yong saw that the sword in his sleeve was not an ancient magic weapon. He shook it and the sword broke!