Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

For all this, Wu Yonghong did not know at this time.

Just as they were about to return to the martial arts hall, they were full of joy, but they found that not far from the door, a man with a messy body, disheveled hair, and a stench from top to bottom was clinging to the corner of the wall, looking at them eagerly.

It was Lu Dasheng.

Looking at each of the more terrifying breaths than before, his eyes were full of envy.

Especially seeing the ancestors of Qingshan has made him unfathomable, and his mood has become a mess.

And they looked at this colleague who was also picking up big shit under Yi Feng, and they didn't know what to say. Although they didn't say a few words, they looked pitiful.

I just don't know what he did to make Mr. unhappy.

Wu Yonghong sighed, patted his shoulder, and then walked into the martial arts hall.

"You, there will always be hope!"

Chu Kuangshi also comforted him when he passed by.

"Yes, come on!"

Sun Zhuge also cheered him on.

When Lu Qingshan walked by, he shook his head and said earnestly, "I told you not to come, but you didn't listen. The husband didn't say anything, so you should take care of your shit!"

Looking at the high-spirited and high-spirited people, Lu Dasheng felt his nose tingling.

On a good rainy day, I always feel that the sand has entered my eyes.

Since Lu Qingshan and others went out for an hour, when they came back, the eagle meat and roasted wolf legs were already ready.

It just so happened that the rain had completely stopped.

So, Yi Feng instructed them to set the table in the small courtyard behind.

In the pot, the eagle meat was boiled and bubbling, such as peppers, radishes, and other side dishes were boiled and rolled up, exuding bursts of fragrance.

In addition to the wolf legs, Yi Feng also got two dishes of peanuts.

Looking at the full table, Wu Yonghong and others' eyes lit up, and they couldn't wait to rub their palms, but without Yi Feng's words, they didn't dare to move their chopsticks.

Looking at these restrained old men, Yi Feng smiled slightly: "They are all acquaintances, so I don't need to be so polite here. If you are compliant, I will not welcome you next time."

Hearing this, Wu Yonghong and several old men suddenly trembled.

One by one, they nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

At the same time, my heart is full of reverence for Yi Feng, such as Mr. Cultivation, in front of their younger generation, not only did not put on the slightest air, on the contrary, he was so approachable.

Such as Mr.'s return to the original state of mind, if they can have 1/10,000, I am afraid that their achievements will not only be like this now!

"Come, come, I have a good wine!"

When he broke through just now, the ancestor of Qingshan emptied the inventory of his Qingshanmen, and put bottles of good wine on the table.

"good."

Yi Feng smiled admiringly, but stared at these old men and said with a smile: "But drinking is drinking, you old men are not allowed to play tricks on me!"

"Don't dare."

Everyone quickly nodded their heads.

In fact, without Yi Feng's reminder, they didn't dare to play tricks, such as using cultivation to force wine or something.

Otherwise, let's not talk about whether the husband will be unhappy, and really use his cultivation to drink, who can drink Yi Feng?

And just when the atmosphere in the small courtyard of the martial arts hall was very warm, more than 20 masters from the Red Sun lineage had already come out of nowhere.

The momentum was extremely turbulent.

"My God, look!"

"A lot of masters."

"Huh, who are these people, to be able to fly in the air, at least they must be martial arts!"

Their appearance caused the exclamation of countless ordinary people and practitioners on the ground.

However, they didn't pay attention to these ants on the ground at all, but went straight to the martial arts hall.

"Lord Bi Fang, according to the tracking methods that Qingcheng had on Ao Qing before, Ao Qing should not be in the martial arts hall now." A person next to him reported to Ao Bi Fang.

"An Ao Qing is nothing." Ao Bifang said in a cold voice, "It is because of this martial arts hall that it has been able to jump up and down, so it is not too late to deal with this martial arts hall first, and then clean up that Ao Qing."

"Yes!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded solemnly.

After a while, the small martial arts hall appeared in front of everyone.

At the same time, from the sky above the martial arts hall, they saw with condescending eyes that many people were drinking in the martial arts hall, and they seemed to be completely unaware of their arrival.

actually not.

Wu Yonghong's eyes have long since changed.

However, seeing Yi Feng eating wine and vegetables with a smile, there was no such thing at all, his sharp eyes quietly recovered, and the faintly mobilized spiritual energy was once again restrained.

There are some gentlemen here, which rounds are they worried about?

After all, the two demon sects from before were the foreshadowing!

"Sir, I toast you."

Thinking of this, several people held up their wine glasses and continued to toast Yi Feng in a warm atmosphere.

"Didn't you even find that?"

Ao Bifang's eyes moved.

But remembering the lessons learned by Shura and Fu Dao, he still did not underestimate the enemy, but said to the crowd: "Let's spread out the Heavenly Wolf formation and stand ready, and then follow my orders to attack at the same time, be sure to kill the few people in the martial arts hall.

blow. "

"Yes!"

With an order, the masters of the Red Sun lineage scattered.

After that, the whole body was filled with demonic energy, some formed formations, some made complicated handprints, and some talented attacks were already brewing.

For a time, various attacks have been condensed out.

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