The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Shui Linglong stood proudly at the window, and a cold voice came: "Hua Wuhuan! You are one of the dignified six heroes, but you attacked a junior junior in my sect. Isn't the illusory people so shameless?"

"Huh! You Yungang five and I have a long time to make an agreement to "cook wine and discuss the Tao" today. Since this kid dares to come, he is naturally one of the participants. Why should I treat him?" Hua Wu Huan snorted coldly.

　　 As soon as he said this, Liang Yan sighed secretly in his heart. Although he had guessed it, but at this moment, when he heard him directly speaking, Liang Yan was still quite disappointed.

　　 Originally, Xue Tianyu had changed quite a bit along the way, but now it seems that everything is calculated by this person in advance. The reason why he brought himself to drink today is precisely because he had known the two promises to fight here today.

　　 And just now, he deliberately picked a seat opposite the window. He must have seen the arrival of Hua Wuhuan, and found an excuse to support himself. The purpose is to make himself conflict with Hua Wuhuan.

　　 Thinking of this, Liang Yan couldn't help but glanced at somewhere upstairs, his face also gloomy.

　　 "Tried twice with me, Xue Tianyu, Xue Tianyu, what is your intention?"

　　 However, he has no one to answer the question in his mind. At this moment, the atmosphere in the arena was tense, and Na Shui Linglong seemed to be a violent temper, and she was too lazy to talk to Hua Wuhuan, and directly stretched out her right hand to draw a talisman in the sky, and then slapped her left hand. An odd mark was hit by her on the water polo in mid-air.

　　 The surface of the water polo was twisted and rolled, and dozens of celebrity soldiers were transformed into it. These soldiers have different postures, some on horseback slashing, some holding shields, and some shooting straight.

　　 In short, swords, spears, swords and halberds are omnipresent, and they immediately set off to show off their prestige. Although there are only dozens of people in the square, they show the momentum of a hundred thousand army!

　　 Following Shui Linglong's hand, the leading general yelled silently, as if to say: "Kill!"

　　 Boom!

　　 All the soldiers rushed down and attacked and killed Hua Wuhuan on the ground. Seeing that he was about to fall into a deep siege, he heard a chuckle from outside the gate:

　　 "Hehe, do you want to "discuss the Tao" before you "cook the wine"? The water girl is really impatient!"

　　 As the voice just fell, a puff of black ink flew in from outside the door and hit the soldiers besieging Hua Wuhuan. Those water soldiers, being splashed by this black ink, seemed to be deep in the mire, and all their movements slowed down. Hua Wuhuan got a gap, and with a light leap, he escaped from it.

　　 At this time, a person has walked in at the gate, wearing a blue robe with a handsome face, holding a hip flask in his left hand, and a writing brush in his right hand, as if he had just improvised ink and was about to take a sip.

　　 Zhang Song saw this person and immediately cried out strangely: "Lu Duxiu! You sour scholar, you didn't make a mistake this time. On the contrary, you came earlier than the other four heroes. It's really weird!"

　　 "Hehe, you are all here, why are my Lu Qiongsuan late?" Lu Duxiu shook the flask, turned his head and glanced at Shui Linglong, and then said:

　　 "I've heard about Yungang Zongshui's exquisite reputation for a long time. Today, Lu Mou is not talented, but I would like to ask for two tips to see if it is your Beiming Lingshui or Lu's nib ink!"

"as you wish!"

　　 Shui exquisitely snorted, and he played several magic tricks with both hands one after another, and in a blink of an eye, the ink inside the water soldiers was forced out.

　　 The bodies of the sailors recovered, and one after another they re-targeted Lu Duxiu, slashing and stabs at him from different angles.

　　 The expression on Lu Duxiu's face did not change, and he raised his head to drink while waving a splash of ink in the air. The words become Moxian, they are actually "Lai", "Lazy" and "Yong"!

The three characters 　　 each guarded one side, and the sailors who came under the siege swung their knives and slashed, but they were all blocked by these three large ink-wash characters. The slightest ink penetrated into the sailor's body, making his movements slow and his power greatly reduced.

"Humph!"

　　 Shui Linglong saw this scene, suddenly raised his hand to point to the water polo in the air, and saw the water polo rolling rapidly, unexpectedly shooting out countless small water swords, densely packed, towards Lu Duxiu.

　　 "Bei Ming Jian Yu!"

　　 Lu Duxiu's complexion was solemn, and he put the writing brush in his hand in midair, took another big mouthful with the flask, and then squirted up to the sky!

　　 "Puff!"

　　 A sip of old wine spit on the brush, and the brush suddenly differentiated into tens of millions of black ink beads. These ink beads slid around in mid-air, and then greeted the water blue sword rain above.

　　 Black and blue spiritual power exploded in mid-air, as if countless fireworks and firecrackers were set off, and the pressure spread out in circles, destroying the inside of the wine shop to a mess.

　　 At this time, there were no more people watching the lively drinkers in the store. These people disappeared as early as when Lu Duxiu appeared, and even the owner of the hotel had already escaped.

　　 Lu Duxiu and Shui Linglong each performed their magical powers. Zhang Song and Hua Wuhuan were not idle either. They saw Zhang Song taking pictures continuously in the void with both hands. Invisible wind blades emerged around them, blasting towards Hua Wuhuan one after another.

Hua Wuhuan seemed to be very jealous of these wind blades. The tactics in his hands changed one after another. The flowers on the flute changed from purple to yellow, and then slid around, lighting up a yellow mask on top of his head and buckling his whole body. Inside.

　　 噗噗嗤嗤!

　　 Countless small wind blades blew, leaving visible traces on the mask. Hua Wuhuan's complexion changed slightly, but before he could react, the loose body fluttered and stepped a few meters away. At the same time, the folding fan in his hand was handed forward, and a storm like a mad dragon galloped out directly. Destroyed Hua Wuhuan's defensive mask and rushed towards him.

　　 Seeing the storm hit, Hua Wuhuan fiercely urged spiritual power, raised his hand to cast a magic trick, and at the same time shouted:

　　 "The green flowers should be harvested, **** me!"

　　 The flute on his head moved in response, and a green flower fluttered in the wind, suddenly giving birth to a strong suction, which turned out to be like a whale drinking water, sucking the squally wind from all directions into the flute.

　　 "Hey, that's nothing more than'Returning the Wind and Flowing Shadow Jue'!" Hua Wuhuan smiled wildly, and urged the technique hurriedly. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com wanted to make another new move and rush towards Zhang Song.

　　 But he didn't have time to make a move, suddenly he heard bang! With a loud noise, the western wall of the entire restaurant collapsed, and then two people rolled in from the hole in the broken wall.

　　 One of them was a short, fat young man with a fat face, and a big chubby belly that was tall and bulging, just like a human-shaped meat ball.

　　 But the other person is a sturdy man, with knotted muscles on his arms, and a square face with slashing fortitude.

Both of them have powerful spiritual power poured into their bodies. They are obviously cultivators, but at this moment, they are hugging each other like a gangster. You punch me in a close hand-to-hand fight, and you punch to the flesh, each on their faces. It was red and swollen.

　　 "Shi Gang! Why did you arrive at this time?" Hua Wuhuan glanced at the two on the ground, and said quite reproachfully.

　　 "Don't mention it! I ran into this second guy right out of the city, and I came here all the way from outside the city!"

　　 The brawny man with muscular knots answered, turning over again, riding on the short and chubby young man, punching him on his right cheek, and shouting: "Fatty man, you can be really beaten!"

　　 Zhang Song looked at the pudgy young man under him, and couldn't help frowning, "Li Yuanbao, are you okay?"

　　 "Why not?"

　　 The short and fat young man he called Li Yuanbao suddenly hit his knee and kicked Shi Gang in the stomach.

　　 "Oh!" Shi Gang was in pain, and in turn was pressed by Li Yuanbao. This Li Yuanbao was also unceremonious. He punched Shi Gang on the cheek, and shouted cursingly:

　　 "Stone Bald, tell you not to slap your face, you will understand it!"