Chapter 111 Fist like an old dragon raising its head

Nanyang Capital has a visitor today, a beautiful man who sneaked into the city secretly.

The Jinxiu man looked cautious, everyone looked like a celestial cultivator, even the old man selling sugar by the side of the road, looked at him as an unborn celestial sword cultivator.

He was bitten by a snake once, and he was afraid of well ropes for ten years. The experience of being beheaded by the sword fairy surnamed Tao, he didn't want to come again.

Not long after Ma Jiuwan announced his retreat, he ran out quietly and disbanded the sect by the way.

In his opinion, retreating in the sect is the most stupid way. If any enemy gets a big chance, why don't they stay where they are and wait to be beaten?

It is king to slip away early.

He had heard of this Nanyang capital city before. The place where Wuxian Mountain raises dragons, it is said that it raises dragons, but it is just a nice way of saying it. In fact, it is just a small four-clawed dragon.

The people who are in charge of raising this little dragon are two little golden elixirs, one is known as the son of Zhongxing, a genius golden elixir body repairer, and the other is a century-old golden elixir, an old blind man who is good at thunder.

These two people are very famous, but they are not capable enough. In his eyes, the mere golden core is not enough.

Not to mention them, even if the Heavenly Man Patriarch of Wuxian Mountain came, Ma Jiuwan had nothing to fear, as long as he couldn't beat him, he just ran away.

And Wuxian Mountain, the ancestor of heaven and man, is a joke in Tianguang Prefecture.

She has been hiding her sect for thousands of years, and only dared to play tricks on some small sects in the southern part of Tianguang Prefecture. When the monsters invaded, she hid in her own sect, fearing death, so she didn't even dare to fart.

Although Ma Jiuwan himself was afraid of death, he still disdained this kind of monk.

If the monster clan dared to invade again, he, Ma Jiuwan, would dare to go to the front line of the battlefield to attack and kill a few Jindan and Nascent Soul monster clans.

How can the heavenly man Lao Wangba of Wuxian Mountain compare with him?

Ma Jiuwan squatted on the side of the stall, took a meat bun next to him at any time, and asked the stall owner, "Is that right, brother?"

The stall owner was confused, "What?"

Ma Jiuwan smiled at him: "It's nothing, it's nothing, come on, brother, I'll give you money."

He casually threw a gold ingot to the stall owner, then got up and walked away quickly.

The stall owner was dumbfounded as he held the gold ingot.

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In the mist and rain, Zhao Shuo sat on the balcony, with one foot propped up and the other dangling, the hem of his golden robe drooping, looking lazily at the Huai River in the mist and mist.

A guest in green shirt walked up the stairs slowly, looked at the mist and mist at the corner of the stairs for a while, then walked slowly to the side of the woman, wanting to fold his sleeves with both hands, but after raising one hand, he was quickly taken aback, With a laugh, he just stood quietly.

The woman suddenly raised her head back and glanced at him, "I'm a little curious."

Chen Jiu smiled and said, "What are you curious about?"

Zhao Shuo replied, "Curious about what kind of person you were before, before you broke your hand."

Looking at the woman, Chen Jiu still smiled and said, "Actually, I haven't broken my hand for a long time, it's only been more than a month, but if you want to say what kind of person I was..."

Chen Jiu was silent for a while, as if recalling, "In the past, I used to talk a lot. When I met familiar and unfamiliar people, I always liked to go up and make jokes and chat a few words..."

Zhao Shuo rolled up his sleeves and asked curiously, "Not now?"

Chen Jiu nodded, "No, I have experienced more things, and I am more and more afraid of talking to people I don't know well. It's not that I don't want to talk, but I'm just afraid."

Zhao Shuo smiled: "I don't really see it."

Chen Jiu looked at Misty Rain, "That's pretty good too."

Zhao Shuo brushed his hair, narrowed his golden eyes, "But people will always change."

Chen Jiu replied: "But some things will not change."

Zhao Shuo looked up at him, "For example?"

Chen Jiu raised his hand and lightly clenched his fist, "If I don't like it, I will punch."

The woman stood up slowly, "But you didn't win."

She didn't win either.

Chen Jiu laughed, "But this is never a reason."

The guest in blue jumped up, followed the misty rain, touched the ground gently, and then walked slowly towards the Huai River in the misty rain.

His pace is slow, but not slow.

Zhao Shuo stretched out her hand, and the luck of heaven and earth came together, forming a big halberd in her hand, with a golden light.

Amidst the misty rain, the Huai River was slightly swelled.

There is a dragon with the title of Tianzhu, who wants to raise his head.

The guest in green shirt stood beside the Huai River, looking at the two guests of golden alchemy in the sky in front of him.

The old blind man sighed, "It shouldn't be like this."

After Xu Sheng put his hands behind his hands, he was still smiling, but he felt helpless.

As a physical cultivator, he is not afraid of fighting, and even wished to fight with physical cultivators in the same realm, but raising flood dragons is a major matter of the sect, and there must be no mistakes, naturally, the fewer things the better.

There was a golden light in the distance, and it came in a blink of an eye. Zhao Shuo stood beside Chen Jiu holding a big halberd.

The old blind man looked serious, "We agreed."

Zhao Shuo said with a smile, "That's the cause and effect of heaven and earth that agreed with you, not me."

Xu Sheng also sighed, looked at the two of them, "Is there really nothing to say?"

The old blind man persuaded again: "If General Zhao feels that it is not safe for Jiaolong to swallow the national fortune of Nanyang, we can also use the magic weapon of great luck to mend the national fortune of Nanyang."

This can be regarded as his respect and concession to Zhao Shuo, a natural empress.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, the entire Wuxian Mountain does not want to offend this natural empress.

Zhao Shuo didn't reply, but turned to look at Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu asked: "What about the luck of the people in Nanyang?"

The old blind man said in a deep voice, "It's impossible for us to mend everyone."

This kind of price is too great, so big that the entire Wuxian Mountain can't afford it.

Chen Jiu didn't speak anymore, his golden arms condensed, he rolled up his sleeves, and martial arts came together.

Zhao Shuo laughed loudly, and picked up the halberd, so what about the cause and effect of the world, what would happen to her if she was backlashed by the cause and effect twice, how could she be restricted by the cause and effect of the world? !

The old blind man let out a sigh.

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory. Although he doesn't want to see this kind of development, there's nothing he can do about it. Let's just fight. It's just two golden cores with great luck. To be honest, he has never been afraid of Wuxian Mountain.

Xu Sheng's fist swayed out, the image possessed him, his body was swollen and dark, and the void was shaking.

The old blind man condensed the Purple Thunder Dharma in his hands, guarding the sky above.

Whoever dares to come will die.

Chen Jiuru rose from the ground like a golden rainbow, ignited the mist and rain in the sky with one punch, and rushed straight at the old blind man.

The woman threw the halberd, pierced the sky, and took Xu Sheng's head.

The two fight each other!

The old blind man used Zilei to rectify the Dharma with one hand, and the world with copper coins. With copper coins to help Zilei, he roared away with half the power of thunder from the sky.

Half of the sky thunders tore through the punching intent and hit the Qingshan guest's body.

Chen Jiu flew thousands of meters upside down, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and stepped on the sky, never falling to the ground.

The woman's halberd was blown to death by Xu Sheng's punch, and the world reacted with karma. Zhao Shuoru was shot by the halberd and nailed to a thick tree trunk, bleeding profusely from the corner of her mouth.

Chen Jiu appeared in an instant, interrupted the cause and effect of heaven and earth on her chest, and put her aside.

The old blind man flipped the copper coins over and looked at the two of them, "I'll give you one more chance, shall we go or die?"

The woman sat up staggeringly, and shouted angrily, "Come on, why are you afraid of death?!"

Chen Jiu looked at her with hesitation in his eyes.

Zhao Shuo spat out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily to him, "Come on, don't you look down on me? If we die today, we will die together!"

The man in the green shirt turned around, his body trembled, his golden body and martial arts beads all rose up, and he stretched out his hand to touch the sky.

There was Wu Yuning's big hand, pointing gently with him.

Above the fingertips, Wu Yun swung away.

In an instant, Chen Jiu looked up like an old dragon with a fist on his body, and stood up suddenly.