Invincible Summoning of Tang Dynasty

  Chapter 57 Happy Eating Melon

   "Huh, toast and not eat or drink fine wine, brothers, come on, kill them!"

  The youngest of the Mobei Third Junior High School had the most impatient temperament, shaking his face with the meat of the sword, and with a roar, he drew out the long sword and wanted to kill.

   "Noisy!"

  Zhou Tai walked in front of the three of them, his aura suddenly exploded, and the three of them couldn’t straighten their waists, and his complexion became flushed, and he didn’t know if it was due to anger or excessive force

  For these three people, it would be good if Li Chengqian told him to throw him out. Zhou Tai could not wait to kill him. He actually dared to be disrespectful to the king, he should be killed!

  Zhou Tai pinched a person’s neck with both hands, dragging them forward like a mopping.

  In addition, the youngest third was quite miserable. Zhou Tai didn't have enough hands, so he kicked, kicking one foot after another, like venting, slowly kicking the youngest out of the house like a ball.

  For a time, the entire tenement was silent, and everyone was wondering who Li Chengqian was so sacred that he could actually drive a peerless master like Zhou Tai.

  It is necessary to know that the three young masters of Mobei can break through this big name, but it is not a general generation. The three of them are masters of the transformation of the gods, and the four of them may not be their opponents.

   But now he is easily crushed by Zhou Tai like a clown. It is hard for everyone to imagine what level Zhou Tai is.

   "Haha, Xiongtai's move is really a big block of people's hearts. I wonder if I can enjoy a drink with someone?"

   Just then, a bold voice came from the tenement.

   "Hi, Nandao Zhoushan, when did he come?"

  Everyone was amazed. The Nandao Zhoushan, which they had been talking about for a long time, was already in this tenement house.

  They have never been noticed, terrible!

   Not surprisingly, this Southern Sword Zhoushan must have special techniques or secret skills in his body, so that people can't notice his existence.

   "Xiongtai, please!"

  Li Chengqian made a request to Nandao Zhou Shan.

   "Okay, Xiao Er, serve wine!"

   "Hole, guest officer, wait a minute!"

   yelled, Zhou Shan generously sat opposite Li Chengqian.

   "Get to know, Zhou Shan."

  Zhou Shan raised a bowl of wine and said to Li Chengqian Jing.

   "Qian Cheng, happy meeting!"

  Li Chengqian rolled his eyes and took a pseudonym. He immediately picked up a bowl of wine and drank it.

   "Haha, refreshing!"

   Zhou Shan, who also drank it, wiped his mouth and laughed loudly.

   "Say that Xiongtai is also here for Tang Xueyan?"

   Zhou Shan lowered his voice and said with an ambiguous expression.

  I don’t know why, looking at Zhou Shan’s expression, Li Chengqian couldn’t help but kick him!

   "Tang Xueyan?"

  Li Chengqian thoughtfully.

   "Yes, that's the name of this Tanglou poster, brother, you came here to hunt for flowers without inquiring clearly in advance. Wouldn't it be too careless?"

  Zhou Shan looked at Li Chengqian with some surprise.

   "So, Brother Zhou is also here for Tang Xueyan?"

  Li Chengqian smiled slightly, without answering questions.

   "I am not. My Southern Sword Zhou Shan was born for the sword, and I will only place love in the long sword in my hand for life."

  Nandao grabbed the long sword across the room as if looking at his lover.

   "Haha, Monk Nan, are you preaching about your knife fetish again?"

  At this moment, a handsome young man quietly stepped into the Tang Mansion, dressed in white, with a long sword on his back, and the folding fan in his hand moved slightly, like a gentleman.

   "Hypocrite, you are looking for death!"

  Nan Dao Zhou Shan glared at him. The knife is more important to him than life. The knife that insults him is his mortal enemy!

   "I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

  The young man in white gave a low voice, his sword humming behind his back, ready to move.

   "South Dao Zhoushan, Wind Spirit Sword Bai Yunfei, this is interesting!"

  Someone murmured to himself in the corner of the Tang Tower.

  Most people in the Tang Tower put down their chopsticks and wine bowls, just waiting for the two to fight.

  Li Chengqian smiled slightly, he was also looking forward to this scene

  Although I just intersected with Nandao Zhoushan, this idea seems a bit unkind

  But Li Chengqian just couldn’t help but want to watch the live version of the martial arts show

   "Take me three swords and never die, spare your life!"

  Zhou Shan shouted, the surrounding wind was strong, and the surrounding tables were overturned, and the diners were also seriously injured.

  Only Li Chengqian's side was bland and unaffected.

  Sure enough, you must have the strength to eat melons to avoid being affected.

   "Don't say it is three knives, it is 30 knives, three hundred knives, why can't you take it?"

  At the same time, Bai Yunfei boiled vigorously, and the whole body was tumbling, and the movement was not small.

   After receiving the lesson from Zhou Shan, the melon-eating people on Bai Yunfei's side had escaped early, and they were finally saved from the unsuspecting disaster.

   "The first cut, the split wind knife!"

  The sound of the wind, the ears of the people eating melons all over the building roared, and there was a tearing pain like a knife.

  Li Chengqian smiled straight at the sight. The people eating melons all over the building were the only one who was never affected, drinking and eating vegetables and watching martial arts at ease.

  Cracking Wind Knife, as the name suggests, the knife is just like its name, the knife intent to tear the wind, sweeping towards Baiyunfei all the way.

   "Hmph, the first style of the Wind Spirit Sword-the Fury of the Wind!"

  Bai Yunfei's body was full of violent winds, wrapped in a fierce sword intent, and rushed towards the sword intent that struck along the way.

  The knife intends to tear the violent wind, and the violent wind wants to obliterate the intent of the knife. For a while, it is stalemate in the air. It is really interesting. Anyway, Li Chengqian watched it with relish.

  It is rare to see the scenes of two four-tier masters of the transformation of gods facing each other in a large court. Although everyone in the Tang Mansion has suffered a little damage from eating melons, they don't care about them.

  They all wondered in their hearts, after this battle, how they should exaggerate the facts, brag, and win others' conviction.

  For a long time, the gust of wind disappeared, and the intent of the sword dissipated. This time they collided, and the two were tied.

  "Come on again, second knife, gravel knife!"

The sky is full of smoke and dust, and the dust is full of rubble and tumbling. Each piece of rubble carries a ray of sword energy, and countless small rubbles are condensed into one, forming a long knife entirely composed of rubble. .

   On the long sword, the sword air is vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent is neighing, with the momentum of the rainstorm and thunder, it will fly towards Baiyun.

   "Do you dare to show your ugliness when you sculpt bugs? The second style of the Wind Spirit Sword-Through the Mountains and Cracking the Rock!"

  This sword, the sword is proud; this sword, the sword is overflowing; this sword, the sword intent is extraordinary!

  This sword is like an arrow from the string, hurry! quasi! ruthless!

  Smashed the long knife of crushed stones to pieces in the blink of an eye!

  噗!

  A spout of blood, Zhou Shan suffered serious injuries.

   "The last knife, the mountain knife!"

  Zhou Shan's eyes fired, regardless of his injuries, he swung a third knife.

  This knife, just like its name, is simple and unpretentious, but it is powerful enough to break the mountain!

  The thick and incomparable aura spread throughout the tenement building, Bai Yunfei frowned, and then stretched out again, seeming to have figured out something.

   "In this case, let you see my true strength! The third style of the wind spirit sword-fast as the wind!"

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