The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 422 Fighting Body, God of War Appears!

The tavern was very quiet, the boss brought the wine and went inside, Ye Feng opened the bottle and poured a glass for the old beggar, and asked, "Don't you know the name of senior?"

Unexpectedly, the old beggar just waved his hands and said: "The name is just a code name, it doesn't matter if you know this stuff, you can just call me old beggar from now on."

Ye Feng nodded and didn't ask any further questions. It could be seen that the other party was a free and easy person. This kind of person doesn't stick to the form. This is the person who really escapes the world. Compared with those four ancient clans who live in seclusion, it can be said to be much better. up.

The old beggar drank a bowl of wine, and then he laughed and said, "Little guy, you must have guessed my identity by now, right?"

Ye Feng nodded and said: "If the junior's guess is right, the senior should be my senior's friend, right?"

"Friend?" The old beggar was startled, and then he grinned and said, "It's not wrong to say so, but it doesn't matter whether a friend is a friend or not, and you don't have to think too much about it. I have traveled freely all my life, old beggar, but I owed a lot of money back then." The little old man with the big cigarette bag is a favor, so he had to rush over."

Speaking of this, the old beggar smiled again and said: "Of course, I invited you to this drink myself. The reason is that I think you are pleasing to the eye."

Ye Feng couldn't help but smile slightly. He also admired the character of the other party very much. Once upon a time, he also thought about being so unrestrained and unrestrained, but his ass decides the position. In that position, he has to do some things that should be borne.

"My cheap senior brother, how about over there?" After thinking about it, Ye Feng still asked.

"Well, don't look at that little old man smoking pipes all day, every day and every night, but his life is probably not so easy even if Lord Yan wants to accept it!" The old beggar curled his lips.

"Where are Sister Sausage and Long Nannan, how are they doing?" Ye Feng asked again.

The old beggar was startled, and immediately asked, "Why, do you know Sister Sausage?"

Ye Feng smiled slightly, and immediately told a general story about the past when Sister Sausage and Long Nannan came to find him.

Unexpectedly, the old beggar suddenly said: "Do you know who I am, Miss Sausage?"

Speaking of this, before Ye Feng could open his mouth to ask a question, he immediately said: "She is my granddaughter."

This time it was Ye Feng's turn to be surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, it dawned on him that Sister Sausage also came from a small mountain village in the northwest, and had a very good relationship with Long Nannan, and this old beggar also had a good relationship with the little old man with a big cigarette bag. related.

"The Sima Zhantian you mentioned just now?" The old beggar suddenly noticed Sima Zhantian, because from what Ye Feng said just now, he could tell that his precious granddaughter seemed to be interested in this man.

"He is my subordinate, of course, he is also my brother!" Ye Feng smiled wryly, that was all he could introduce.

Unexpectedly, the old beggar said that the wind is the rain, so he got up straight away and said, "Okay, don't drink, take me to meet this Sima Zhantian."

Ye Feng suddenly felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help feeling a headache for Sima Zhantian. Seeing the old beggar's posture, he clearly had the attitude of going to investigate the possibility of becoming his grandson-in-law in the future.

It's just that the matter has come to this point, Ye Feng naturally can't shirk it, the two got up, and the old beggar yelled: "Boss, reseal my wine, I have time to come over to drink some other day."

This guy is a person who loves to drink, but before Ye Feng could react, a force of enveloping power surged, and his whole body flew up in an instant, and then flew towards the imperial capital.

In the dead of night, the old beggar and Ye Feng suddenly landed in the courtyard of Beiyunju out of nowhere, then sat down on the stone table and shouted: "You go, call that Sima Zhantian over, and don't let other people know."

Ye Feng had no choice but to follow suit, and when the matter came to this point, he only prayed that Sima Zhantian, a big man, would be able to get on the road later, and that he would have something to do with this future grandfather.

"Boy Ye Feng, don't tell him my identity!" The old beggar shouted after thinking for a while.

Ye Feng also had no choice but to follow suit. It could be seen that the other party really wanted to test Sima Zhantian. If Sima Zhantian knew about it in advance, the test would be greatly compromised.

Soon Sima Zhantian came, and then Ye Feng was watching from the sidelines, with his hands folded on his chest, looking like he was watching the show.

"My lord, this is..." Although Sima Zhantian was impatient, he had a good memory, and immediately recognized that this old beggar was the one who shot in the Forbidden City tonight.

Ye Feng said in a deep voice: "Don't ask anything, I won't tell you if you ask, whatever the old beggar asks you, just answer truthfully!"

Sima Zhantian was confused, and asked in a daze, "Senior, what do you want from me?"

The old beggar looked him up and down, nodded slightly and said: "He is not bad, tall and mighty."

Sima Zhantian looked confused, he didn't know what the situation was, was he a good size?Tall and mighty, what are you doing, selling piglets or being a monkey in the draft?
If he hadn't known that the other party was skilled, Sima Zhantian would have made the announcement.

But the old beggar asked suddenly: "Will you drink alcohol? How good is your capacity for alcohol?"

As soon as Sima Zhantian mentioned this, he became excited. He grinned and said: "Of course you can drink wine, but it depends on the person. If the person is right, he will drink a lot. If the person is not right, I will not drink it even if I am invited."

"That's right, this is very similar to me!" The old beggar finally smiled slightly, and then said: "However, the realm of cultivation is a bit short, and at this age, he is still in the Martial King state. It's really a bit short."

At this point, Sima Zhantian disagreed, and retorted: "Senior, although my realm is low, my fighting power is not weak."

"Oh, really?" The old beggar narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell me, how strong is your fighting power?"

Sima Zhantian laughed and said: "I said that I am strong in kung fu, but it is empty talk. Since the senior said that my cultivation base is low, the junior please suppress the cultivation base. I am twenty-eight years old, so I will ask the senior If your cultivation base is lowered to your twenty-eight-year-old level at the time, I will fight you!"

"Yo, I don't accept this. This is a man. I can't see that he is a bit bloody." Although the old beggar teased at the corner of his mouth, he was more and more satisfied in his heart. He was most afraid that the other party was a coward or an elm head.

"Okay, old beggar, let me suppress the realm for now, let's fight!" The old beggar got up slowly after speaking.

Sima Zhantian said: "Then it's agreed, senior, you can't return if you suppress the realm, and if I get beaten up by me, you can't fight back!"

Emotional Sima Zhantian was afraid of being beaten. It turned out that when Sister Sausage was still there, he was really beaten a lot. Of course, he didn't feel anything when he was beaten by a woman he liked, but if he was beaten by a man, it would be terrible. It won't work.

The old beggar couldn't help laughing angrily: "Boy, if you can beat me, I will write the old beggar's name upside down, so you can do it!"

Without saying a word, Sima Zhantian was full of imposing manner. Suddenly, there was no wind in the whole yard, and the surrounding flowers and trees were blown off one after another. When he stepped on his feet, he rushed over like a tiger and punched out.

The old beggar didn't dodge, and stood there casually. Suddenly, with a bang, Sima Zhantian punched him, as if hitting a copper wall and an iron wall. The old beggar remained motionless.

Sima Zhantian couldn't help showing surprise on his face, his breath sank again, and he burst out with a blow with all his strength, and punched again.

Following a loud bang, a terrifying wave of air swept out, and the stone table at the back burst open on the spot. The old beggar resisted the punch, but was finally shaken back a step, but it was only a step. .

A hint of surprise flashed in the old beggar's eyes, but he didn't show it. Although he suppressed his realm and suppressed his cultivation base at the age of twenty-eight, he must know that what he cultivated was the practice of an ancient ascetic. method.

When he was still twenty-eight years old, his cultivation was already extremely extraordinary. At that time, even the four great ancient clans could only run ahead of him, but now the big man in front of him was able to beat himself Take half a step back.

This is enough to show that this big man is born with infinite strength, but even so, he still does not satisfy the old beggar, it can only be said that he can barely meet the minimum requirements.

"It's a bit strong, but if it's just that, it's not enough!" The old beggar said in a deep voice.

Sima Zhantian couldn't help being angry, thinking that he had already used all his strength, and the opponent just stood there to resist, and he only knocked the opponent back half a step, which is too embarrassing.

Suddenly there was a clang, and a piercing metal sound erupted, and a bronze-colored knife suddenly emerged from Sima Zhantian's body, floating in mid-air.

This time, the old beggar was really shocked. The other party was only at the Martial King Realm, and he was still a little far from the Divine Dao Realm, but his body actually cultivated the Divine Dao.

"No, this is not a divine object, it is a result of his special physique, this kid actually..." The old beggar didn't finish speaking, and the simple knife on the top of his head directly cut through the air.

At this time, the old beggar couldn't resist anymore, he struck out a palm like lightning, the mighty palm force formed a vortex, and instantly swept the knife away.

However, this is not over yet. Sima Zhantian obviously belongs to the kind of temper that grows braver as he fights. The stronger others are, the braver he is, and he can even perform super strong most of the time.

In an instant, Sima Zhantian's momentum exploded again, and his vigor surged into the knife, and then he slashed down again, and a comet-like knife fell on the old beggar.

At this moment, the old beggar's eyes showed a deep look of horror, and he suddenly understood that the big man in front of him was not simple, he not only had the body of a magic sword, but also a fighting body, a fighting body that became more and more courageous as he fought , this kind of guy can completely become a god of war in the future.

The terrifying sword force came surging, the old beggar pinched a strange seal with both hands, and then a Tai Chi pattern emerged, which instantly wiped out the terrifying sword force.

Sima Zhantian gritted his steel teeth again, held the knife in both hands, and struck again.

At this time, the old beggar quickly waved his hand and said: "Enough is enough, if you continue the fight, it is estimated that Ye Feng's yard will be demolished!"

Sima Zhantian stopped after hearing this, and put the knife into his body.

(End of this chapter)