Drunken Immortal Gourd

No matter how fast Ding Ding’s speed is, he is still lower than the lame Taoist’s cultivation base. Others can’t see the origin of the spear. He has already seen it clearly. Before the spear stabs him, he waved his right hand in the dust. Wrapped around the spear head of the spear, and gently moved it to the side to deflect Ding Gong’s attack. Then he waved his left palm, ready to give Ding Gong a palm.

However, there were two people on the opposite side. As Ding Gong launched an attack, the Panpo also stood up. Seeing her husband’s attack was broken, she twisted her body and stood in front of her husband. The small shield blocked the palm of the lame Taoist man. , The short knife slashed towards the opponent’s arm.

　　 The lame Taoist missed a hit. Seeing that Pan Po’s short knife was sharp, he had to retract his palm and take a step back. Before he could counterattack, Ding Gong’s spear had already stabbed again.

Ding Gongpanpo’s strength is lower than that of the lame Taoist, but the gap between them is not big, especially since their husband and wife have the same mind and nature, and it is impossible for a lame Taoist to easily defeat them. When you come and I meet, I even fight for a while.

The battle between these low-level cultivators still did not break away from the category of warriors. On the one hand, the main reason was that they were poor because they couldn’t afford magic artifacts. On the other hand, their strength was too low and they couldn’t control good magic artifacts. Qingyang Watching from the side, there are gains, but the experience has not increased much.

Everyone on the field focused their attention on the battle between Ding Gong Panpo and the lame Taoist, but no one noticed. At some point, a dirty beggar rolled out from under a table. , Secretly stretched out a hand and touched the box on the table.

　　 Of course, there are still many people on the court paying attention to this and that box. In addition to Qing Yang, Ding Gong Panpo and the lame Taoist have also been paying attention. Why are everyone fighting? It’s not because of that kosher order. If they were caught in troubled waters during a fight, they would suffer a lot. Therefore, they didn’t exert all their strength in the fight, and they also paid a little attention to staring at the box on the table.

Seeing someone really wanted to fish in troubled waters at this time, they were furious and dared to **** grandpa’s things. It was really unreasonable. The three wanted to rush to stop them, but they could only listen to the fight, so they could only face it. The beggar shouted: “Stop it!”

　　 The beggar was about thirty years old, he was ragged, and his body was dirty and smelly, and even Qing Yang, who was sitting behind, could smell a stinky smell. On such an important occasion as the Tiger Gang, let alone beggars, people with disheveled clothes are not allowed in, and I don’t know how this person got in.

　　 Since the beggar made the act of catching fish in troubled waters, how could he shrink his hands because of other people’s scolding? He saw that the three of them couldn’t stop him for a while, so he chose the right time, so his men kept grabbing the box.

It’s really a fight between cranes and mussels for the fisherman’s profit. Ding Gong Panpo and the lame Taoist fight for life, but they get a stinky beggar. Qing Yang can’t help but regret it. Why didn’t he make a move just now? Own, didn’t the immortal knocking order come into your own hands?

Before Qing Yang regrets it, the beggar slid his body and flew toward the main entrance of the hall. At this speed, it was obvious that he was no less powerful than the three in the court, even if he was not as lame. People are not too different from Ding Gong, at least he is also a master at the sixth level of the Open Vein Realm.

Qingyang is on the fourth level of the Open Vein Realm, and it must not be able to catch up. Na Ding Gong Panpo and the lame Taoist are fettered with each other, and can’t go after them with all their strength. Seeing that the beggar is about to escape from the main hall, suddenly a silhouette stands in the way. At the entrance of the hall.

The beggar was about to escape from the main hall, but was blocked by someone. If the person facing him was just an ordinary warrior, even a monk with a lower strength than him, he wouldn’t care, because he only needs to hit him to let him come. Human bones are broken, no one can stop oneself.

But the person on the opposite side seemed to be prepared for a long time. As soon as he came out, he released his aura. He was one level higher than his own strength. He had hidden his palms. Obviously, he was ready to act as a killer after he got close. The beggar knew about this encounter. When it came to hard stubble, it seemed that it was impossible to go out smoothly, so he quickly stopped his figure and glared at the incoming person.

At this moment, Wang Yinlong, who had been shocked by the changes on the court and had not spoken for a long time, suddenly whispered: “Young man, it’s him, it’s him, this is the commission I told you about. My sands helped rob the red-faced brawny of the Jade Buddha.”

　　 Qingyang had also seen the man at the entrance of the hall a long time ago. He was a strong man in his forties. He was ordinary in appearance and simple in dress. He looked ordinary, only the red face was more noticeable. As soon as the red-faced brawny came, he released his seven-layer aura of the open vein realm, and then he forced the beggar back.

What jade Buddha, what treasure, Qing Yang has not dared to think about it now. The opponent’s strength has reached the seventh level of the Open Vein Realm, even stronger than the lame Taoist. How can he be a small Open Vein Realm IV? Can the layer provoke?

Not only the Jade Buddha, but even Kow Xian Ling~www.wuxiax.com~ Qingyang also felt that he must be out of play. It has only been a long time since four waves of people have been attracted, and one is stronger than the other. , I can’t afford to blend in with my own small arms and legs.

　　The road to life was blocked, and the beggar said with a gloomy face, “Who are you, do you also want to rob the immortal order?”

The red-faced brawny man smiled and said: “Yes, I also came here for the kosher order. I don’t have a big name like King Beggar in Kaiyuan Mansion. You have a bad name Hong Mantian. I think King Beggar hasn’t heard of it? “

　　The king of beggars is the name of this beggar. He was originally a beggar leader, but by chance he became a monk, and he was called the king of beggars. Someone knows his name is nothing surprising, but who is this Hong Mantian? It seems that Kaiyuan Mansion has never heard of this number for casual repair.

　　 However, many monks are relatively low-key, and it is normal if they haven’t heard of it. It’s not the time to think about this. The top priority is how to escape from here. King Beggar said: “There is only one immortal order. What should I do if I give it to you? Let’s discuss it. You can make some other conditions.”

　　 The red-faced brawny Hong Mantian shook his head and said: “No discussion, hand over the immortal order, I can let you go, otherwise you will have to be besieged by us and die.”

　　Ding Gong Panpo and the lame Taoist surrounded them as they spoke. Seeing that everyone else snatched Xian Ling, they still slapped a fart, so Na Ding stopped the attack as soon as the spear was taken away, and the lame Taoist also took back his whisk, and the two sides stopped fighting and made peace.

　　 At this time, the three of them had already surrounded him and stood with that Hong Mantian, blocking all the way out of King Beggar. Qing Yang looked behind him secretly and was terrified. Fortunately, he didn’t have any impulse at the beginning. Otherwise, the encounter with King Beggar would be his own fate. Surrounded by so many masters, he couldn’t escape even with his wings on.