Supreme Space Puppet Master

Chapter 140
The knife in the middle-aged man's hand looked a bit like the rumored Qinglongyanyue knife, but Jiang Xiaoli knew that this knife could not be the one in the rumors, but Jiang Xiaoli did not underestimate it.

Because, the appearance of this knife is different.

There are almost no monks who don't know that only when a monk successfully forms an alchemy, can he cultivate the magic weapon of his own life. Apart from the magic weapon of his own life, even if it is a divine weapon, it cannot be combined with the master.

Jiang Xiaoli did not forget that this knife was directly pulled out of the middle-aged man's palm.

The middle-aged man swung his sword and pushed towards the gate of Hua's house step by step. The middle-aged man's figure was obviously not strong, but for some reason, everyone felt that the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive, making people feel breathless.

Jiang Xiaoli's gaze shifted from the long knife held by the middle-aged man to Hua Jun's hand. What Hua Jun was holding at this moment was just an ordinary magic weapon. Basic standard.

Obviously, Hua Jun is not only inferior to the middle-aged man in cultivation, but also has a big gap with the middle-aged man in terms of weapons.

The middle-aged man seemed to have seen the shock in Jiang Xiaoli's eyes. He was a little proud. This long knife was excavated from the old city of Luoyuan. These brats try knives.

"Get rid of the useless things." The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, and there was an uncontrollable complacency in his slightly cold tone.

Although the group of brawny men felt a little unwilling, they were crushed to death at the top of the official ranks. Besides, they had personally fought with this group of hairy children, so they naturally knew the weirdness of it. Obviously these children's cultivation base is not high, but every time The next time when he was about to successfully injure them, he was often either missed or counterattacked suddenly. After a quarter of an hour, he was so busy that he was embarrassed.

At this moment, when they heard the boss's reprimand, they felt very complicated in their hearts. There was a hint of unwillingness, and it seemed that they had heard the most beautiful fairy music in the world.

With a bang, and without a breath of effort, the group of strong men retreated behind the middle-aged man, and stood crookedly in a row, hugging their shoulders as if watching a show, which made them suffer a lot for no reason. hairy kid.

The middle-aged man raised the corners of his eyes, glanced around slowly, and then his eyes fell on Hua Jun's body and paused.

Jiang Xiaoli saw Hua Jun clenched his fists, because it was obvious that the other party had already put up this kind of formation, meaning to fight alone.

Hua Jun pursed his lips, and tightened his grip on the sword hand, his fingertips were a little white.

Because he knows very well that if he wants to fight alone, it is the most suitable for him to appear on the stage.

But what no one knew was that Bauhinia had always said that Huayi was timid. Although it turned out that this matter was just a misunderstanding, what Huajun never told others was that he was actually not very courageous.

Hua Jun collected himself, but just when he was about to speak, the middle-aged man spoke.

"You, you, and you, let's go up together, so as not to say that I bullied you." The middle-aged man raised his chin and said in an extremely contemptuous tone.

The contempt of the middle-aged man is because he has never paid attention to these hairy children in front of him. It is true, if the elephant wants to trample the ants to death, will he care how many ants there are?
The contempt in the middle-aged man's tone made Hua Jun's face turn red, Hua Jun said: "No need, we don't take advantage of you, I will fight you."

The thick eyebrows of the middle-aged man moved like caterpillars, and said, "Just you?" He curled his lips, and changed the long knife that looked like Qinglong Yanyue knife to his left hand, he waved his right hand lightly, and then Said: "You, no."

The contempt in the middle-aged man's tone made Hua Qian, who has always been prudent, angry, not to mention the irritable Hua Meng and Hua Jun as the party involved. The anger reached the bottom of my heart.

Hua Jun's rather handsome face was flushed red, but his eyes slowly overflowed with a stern light. He rolled his eyes and sneered, "Hmph, you don't agree, maybe it's because you're afraid."

"What did you say? I'd be afraid?" The middle-aged man seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. Even if he didn't use the weapon in his hand, Hua Jun, who was only in the third stage of Qi refining, might not be his opponent. "I said, You are not my match."

"Indeed, I must admit that I may not be your match." Hua Jun shrugged, Hua Meng was a little confused about what kind of medicine Hua Jun sold in his gourd, but the middle-aged man's face flashed with satisfaction when he heard Hua Jun's words.

"Hmph, it's good to know, then obediently go with us, so as not to suffer some flesh and blood." The middle-aged man said rather "kindly".

Hua Jun smiled, and at this moment he also forgot the nervousness in his heart, and said, "But when did I say we have to admit defeat like this?"

The middle-aged man got angry, he slammed his long knife on the ground, and sternly reprimanded: "Boy, how dare you play me?"

"You're wrong again, when will I play you?" Hua Jun said, "It's you, the reason why you reject my proposal is to cover up the fact that you are timid."

The middle-aged man laughed angrily, and he said viciously: "You kid should speak clearly, otherwise, I will make you regret appearing in Luoyuan, no, regret coming to this world."

At this moment, Hua Jun completely forgot about being nervous. He smiled and said, "Have you forgotten what happened just now? If you hadn't given an order just now, between us and your subordinates, we don't know who will win and who will win."

The middle-aged man knew that Hua Jun still had something to say, so he said coldly, "What does that mean, that I'm afraid of you? What a joke."

What a bunch of trash, go back and see how he dealt with them, even a bunch of little kids can't beat it, and it makes him lose face.

Hua Jun shook his head, and said: "I didn't say you were afraid of me alone, but you were afraid of us, dare you say so?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and Hua Jun immediately said: "If you fight alone with a group of us, you will naturally have face if you win, but in case... if you lose, you will say that two fists are hard to beat." In this way, you won't be afraid of losing face."

Hua Jun arched his hands and said with a smile: "I admire you, you really have a good plan."

The more Hua Jun talked, the more he felt that the words he made up made up became more and more reasonable. He looked at the middle-aged man's face that was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and smiled more happily. He was originally a boy and a girl, and he was handsome. , This time, the middle-aged man on the opposite side was dazzled.

Behind Hua Jun, Hua Nian applauded Hua Jun's words, and Jiang Xiaoli, who was still standing at the door, also had a smile in his eyes.

"Bullshit, bullshit."

Some people were happy, but naturally some people were distressed. The middle-aged man was so angry at Hua Jun's words that he almost vomited blood. He said nonsense twice, and he said angrily, "Then what do you want?"

Hua Jun's face straightened, "I said it too, I'll fight you."　
(End of this chapter)