Supreme Training System

Chapter 196
"Beautiful and beautiful! The destination of these goddesses can only be brother Xiupeng, and the other young girls can only set off the magnificence of brother Xiupeng."

A martial artist with a sharp forehead and monkey cheeks jumped out suddenly, and said flatteringly.

"Exactly! A country bumpkin who doesn't know where he came from? He dared to provoke Big Brother Xiu Peng. That is to say, Big Brother Xiu Peng is a good person, so I don't care about you. If it was me, I would directly cut you into a pillar."

Afterwards, a martial artist who was also dressed in a luxurious brocade robe looked proud.

He strolled up to Zhao Xing: "Boy, there are few people now, kneel down! Don't lose face! Don't let me down!"

"Jiang Cheng said it well! He said it wonderfully! Waiting for the sun to rise and the busiest time, that's when we really can't get down."

Many warriors look like they are thinking about you.

But the trace of indifference and sarcasm deep in the corner of their eyes is what they really think.

"Hey! Indifferent! Have personality! However, this kind of personality can easily kill people!"

At this time, a trace of indifference flashed in Jiang Cheng's eyes: "I don't know good and bad things, so I have to do it myself."

Jiang Cheng stood in front of Zhao Xing.

The right hand stretched forward at will, and then turned down with a palm as big as a bodhisattva leaf, pressing directly on Zhao Xing's shoulder.

"Haha! Jiangcheng's Three-Yuan Clutch Hand is known as fighting cattle across mountains. It seems that there is no mark on the shoulder, but the blood in the body is instantly broken, and even the bones are shattered."

"It's useless! Who is to blame? It's completely because I overestimated myself."

"Congratulations! Finally rescued these beautiful girls!"

……

Those who can set foot in Fanxing Restaurant are all dignitaries.

These martial artists most like to see the pain of others, and then let themselves feel the pleasure that they cannot extricate themselves from.

After a while, some people seemed to feel something was wrong.

"Jiangcheng, what are you doing? Get rid of him quickly and kick him out later, so as not to affect our appetite."

Xiu Peng frowned, a little impatiently.

"That's right! The boss has already spoken, so don't pretend!"

Obviously, in the eyes of outsiders, the reason why Jiang Cheng's palm was always placed on Zhao Xing's body.

It was because he wanted to deliberately ravage the other party.

However, they didn't see it at all. Jiang Cheng's face was already terrified to the extreme.

The pupils were extremely constricted, and the face turned green.

"who are you?"

A trembling voice sounded, causing everyone to be in an uproar.

"Who? Isn't this a country bumpkin? What the hell are you trying to do in Jiangcheng?"

A warrior took two steps forward and stopped suddenly.

Backing back again and again, with a look of fear on his face, and an inconceivable tone, he asked tentatively, "Jiangcheng?"

"Save me! Hurry up and save me!"

As if exhausting all his strength, Jiang Cheng's voice became hoarse.

"What? What's going on?"

In an instant, more than a dozen figures around Xiu Peng all stood up.

He walked towards Zhao Xing quickly.

When their eyes were on Jiang Chengxing, everyone was shocked at the same time and backed up again and again.

"How could this be?"

"Just a few breaths, how could he age like this?"

"Monster! Devil!"

It turned out that Jiang Cheng, whose back was facing them, had wrinkles on his face within a few breaths.

The rotten breath, like a well blowing spring, spread to the surroundings.

"Monster! Die!"

A martial artist directly drew his waist knife and slashed towards Zhao Xing's shoulder.

"court death!"

A flash of lightning flashed, and Tuobaxue appeared on Zhao Xing's left.

Hands separated, a long whip condensed by pure lightning power rippled with countless mysterious lightning marks.

It looks very similar, but it contains different profound meanings.

The electric light pierced through the air, and unexpectedly came first, blocking the front of the waist knife.

Click!

Just a bump!
A mouthful of precious earth-grade weapons collapsed like this.

And the power of lightning, like tarsal maggots, entangled directly on the young man's shoulder along the broken waist knife.

It's just a breath, a smell of roasted meat, floating in the void.

Obviously, this warrior's arm was directly crippled.

The strong man breaks his wrist!

He just barely survived!

At this time, no one dared to underestimate Zhao Xing and others.

At the same time, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps.

More than ten figures hurried up from the first floor.

"It was him! It was he who acted recklessly and broke Xiao Zhong's leg directly."

The figure that appeared suddenly was obviously the reinforcements brought in by those guys.

However, when they saw the situation on the second floor clearly, they were stunned for a moment.

what's going on?
Why was Zixiao's arm cut off?
And that martial artist with a vicissitudes of life, why is he wearing Jiangcheng's clothes?
Sense of words and emotions is a must-have skill for a buddy.

Similarly, these distinguished guests who often come to Fanxing Restaurant can still remember how to dress.

"Hey! Low-key! It's still too low-key, so that cats and dogs want to ride on me. Do you think it's easy for me?"

Zhao Xing looked helpless, and sighed: "I just want to drink a dozen cups of fleeting time, who am I offending?"

While speaking, his eyes fell on Xiu Peng.

"unlucky!"

Taking a look, in the trembling Jiangcheng, Zhao Xing walked towards the third floor as if no one was around!
"Stop! When this is your home, can a country bumpkin like you climb up to the third floor?"

Although, don't know what happened to the second layer?
Seeing Zhao Xing's demeanor, these restaurant staff who thought they were superior shouted directly.

"Can't I go? What if I want to go?"

Zhao Xing hehe, and asked back.

"Want to go? You want to die!"

Zhao Xing shook his head, but when he turned around, he glanced at Xiu Peng, the eldest son of the Eagle King.

Calculate yourself?

How can I defend my dignity without skinning your cramps?

For some reason, Xiu Peng, who has always been arrogant and domineering, didn't say anything, just lowered his head.

But those warriors who knew Xiu Peng well, secretly sucked in a breath of cold air.

Xiu Peng's ruthlessness can be as famous as Situ Yue's dandy.

It can be said that Xiu Peng, who was only about 20 years old, killed no less than a thousand warriors under his command.

And the number of warriors who died indirectly at his hands was no less than ten thousand.

And the only one who could make him so angry was the young man in front of him.

"stop!"

Those warriors who just came up didn't know the mystery, so they walked directly towards Zhao Xing.

At this moment, a bright five-color streamer flashed, shocking everyone backwards.

"It's just a turkey and a dog!"

The incisive six words, like a pillar of shame, nailed many warriors on the second floor to it.

(End of this chapter)