Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 189
Sikong Changfeng bent down and found that the monk had indeed been knocked unconscious, so he couldn't help giving Baili Dongjun a thumbs up: "You have a hand."

"Hehe, I'm not the Baili Dongjun who didn't understand anything in Gandong City back then." Baili Dongjun smiled slightly, "A small trick is not a respect."

The two lifted the monk from the ground, found a corner against the wall and put it down, and then walked up to the sixteenth floor.

No one is empty.

Baili Dongjun chuckled: "Could it be that you're afraid?"

Sikong Changfeng shook his head: "Don't take it lightly, let's go to the No.16 floor first."

Dengtian Pavilion, sixteenth floor.

Two old men in gray robes were drinking tea, one was white and beardless, with slender fingers, and the other was burly and muscular, not inferior to the monk Yuanze downstairs, with long beards. Holding a teacup, looking at Sikong Changfeng and Baili Dongjun who looked blank, he sneered.

"Why are there two people?" Baili Dongjun asked confused.

The burly old man put down his teacup and snorted coldly: "It's just a small trick. The old man climbed to the No. 15th floor of the Tiange Pavilion and fell into the wind bell."

"The old man climbed to the sixteenth floor of Tiange Pavilion, Luo Nianse." Another old man also put down his tea cup and looked at the two of them quietly.

Baili Dongjun only felt that one head was two big, and Sikong Changfeng took a step back, ready to face the battle.

"Since the two of you are going up together, then the two of us will go up together." Luo Fengzhong stood up. A kid came to provoke them, and he couldn't hold back.He stomped heavily on the ground, pushed out his left hand, and a surge of true energy surged out.

"Restraint, restraint." Luo Nianse, who had a relatively kind face, comforted her with a smile.

"If you restrain yourself, Xueyue City will lose face." Luo Fengzhong pushed out a palm, and that palm alone forced Baili Dongjun to take a step back.

Baili Dongjun frowned, and swallowed: "Sikong Changfeng, this... how to fight."

Sikong Changfeng took out both long and short guns, and sighed: "This person's realm..."

"I'm old and not talented, but it's only been three years since I entered the Xiaoyaotian Realm." Luo Fengzhong said in a deep voice.

Luo Nianse also stood up: "I am more diligent than this old friend of mine, so I have been in the Happy Heavenly Realm for ten years."

Nangong Chunshui is a monster, so he can completely ignore these ordinary masters of heaven.But above the rivers and lakes, even in Tian Qi City, where there are so many masters, ten years of entering the Xiaoyao Tianjing can be counted as one of the few.There are only so many masters in one broken pavilion in Xueyue City?
"The two old heroes have been famous for many years, so they wouldn't use the big to bully the small, right?" Sikong Changfeng was more experienced than Baili Dongjun after all, knowing that each of these old guys took their reputation very seriously, so they deliberately stimulated each other like this.

Na Luo Nianse smiled: "Seeing that the two little brothers are good at martial arts, I'm afraid they have passed their age in the Jianghu, have you heard of our two names?"

Sikong Changfeng frowned. Based on his experience, the masters in the world have memorized it all over again, but there is really no such thing as falling in love or falling into the wind. It is immediately clear that these two people must have kept their names incognito. Recluse!So even if I publicize them to bully the small afterward, it won't have any influence on them.

"Since we're here, we have to fight. Don't talk nonsense." Luo Fengzhong could no longer hold back.

Luo Nianse reached out to stop him, looked at Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng, and still smiled gently: "Give me another chance to say something."

Sikong Changfeng frowned, and a dozen kinds of rhetoric flashed through his mind in an instant, how to avoid this matchup with almost no chance of winning, and how to leave here and enter Xueyue City smoothly.But before he made a decision, Baili Dongjun spoke first, and he looked at the two old people sincerely: "Can you stop slapping your face?"

"Idiot!" Sikong Changfeng said angrily, it turns out that Baili Dongjun is still the same Baili Dongjun in Gandong City, he has not improved at all!

"Yes, yes." Luo Nian laughed long and loudly, and jumped out one step at a time.

Luo Fengzhong finally couldn't hold back the punch he had endured for a long time, and punched out.

Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng also have the blood of young men, knowing that they are not opponents, but why are they willing to just capture them without a fight?Regardless of 21, Baili Dongjun directly threw out the strongest sword song of Western Chu, and Sikong Changfeng's spear leaped like a dragon, displaying twelve points of its usual power.

Then Luo Nianse grabbed a shoulder with one hand, and with a heavy movement of his hand, the true energy of the two of them was released at once.

Then Luo Fengzhong swung his fist, and sent the two of them flying straight away.

Baili Dongjun fell to the ground, covered his face and wailed, "Didn't you say you won't slap your face?"

"Shut up, you." Sikong Changfeng cursed angrily, then stood up, swung his long spear to meet him again.

"Don't be afraid in the face of danger, you are a good son." Luo Nianse laughed.

"How wonderful." Luo Fengzhong knocked Sikong Changfeng's spear flying with one punch, then grabbed his throat with one hand, and punched him one after another, "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid! Kill me if you have the ability!" Sikong Changfeng glared at him.

Luo Fengzhong punched again: "Are you afraid?"

Sikong Changfeng gritted his teeth: "Don't be afraid!"

Luo Fengzhong sneered, then simply threw Sikong Changfeng to the ground, and greeted him with fists and kicks: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid? Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, can I not fight?" Sikong Changfeng put his hands on his head, finally the hero failed.

"Impossible." Luo Fengzhong continued to punch, venting all the anger of being humiliated by Nangong Chunshui just now.

Baili Dongjun was dumbfounded, and was about to step forward to help, but a gray robe stood in front of him, and the kind-faced Luo Nianse still had a faint smile: "Don't worry, you have me here."

"Sir, don't ask, I'm afraid." Baili Dongjun said honestly.

"Feng Zhong's martial arts are too ruthless, don't worry. Mine is not like this." Luo Nianse laughed.

Baili Dongjun swallowed his saliva: "Isn't it punching and kicking?"

Luo Nianse stretched out that slender finger and shook it: "I only use one finger."

"I believe you are a ghost!" Baili Dongjun jumped up from the ground and ran away.

Luo Nianse smiled, jumped up, grabbed Baili Dongjun's collar and fell to the ground, and then pointed at Baili Dongjun's eyebrows.

He did not lie, he really only used one finger.

But the next moment, Baili Dongjun fell to the ground and convulsed all over. He only felt that there were thousands of ants crawling in his body, and his meridians were broken inch by inch.

(End of this chapter)