Luo Fu Chapter 94: 5 lake scattered people

Chapter 94 Five Lakes Sanren

The big man in brocade clothes was stunned for a moment, but the black wind patriarch snorted, "Why, my daughter and I are drinking here, and it's okay to accidentally drop a jug of wine? You are the one who doesn't move at all. Looking at my daughter, she looks like an apprentice, could it be that she is greedy for my daughter's beauty and thinks something wrong about my daughter?"

"This woman is really ugly, but she is dressed so vulgarly." The man in brocade clothes was thinking of this, and suddenly he heard Patriarch Heifeng say this again, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, "As the saying goes Speaking of the goodness of the baby boy, I have never seen parents like you. You girl is so ugly that I don't even want it. Even if I covet beauty, I will never covet it. Go up her head."

"How dare you call my girl ugly!" Heifeng Patriarch yelled, picked up a chair and threw it at the brocade-clothed man.

"You are from Jinji, and you deliberately trouble me with Rongchangji!"

The big man in brocade clothes dodged the chair thrown down by Patriarch Heifeng, and was about to swear, when he suddenly saw Patriarch Heifeng's carriage parked in front of Lanyue Tower, his eyes flashed sharply.

"It seems that this Jinji firm and this Rongchangji seem to have old grievances. He didn't just find a carriage, but why did he come here to deliberately trouble Rongchangji?"

At this time, Luobei has already seen three or four minutes.

"Haha, boy, you have some vision. I am Jin Kee's new enshrinement. Today I came to tear down your shop. You can only get goods from us next year."

Heifeng patriarch lightly patted Luo Bei on the back, and there was a loud crash. People inside and outside the restaurant exclaimed. before.

Jinji and Rongchangji are the two largest companies in the Wuyue area that specialize in cocoon silk business. They usually fight endlessly.

"Today's spring, the two families have negotiated, four or six harvests, and now you are going to go back on your word? How dare you speak wildly to tear down our shop!" His chest was pounded.

"This person is going to suffer a bit."

Although this big man in brocade clothes is like a tiger going down the mountain, he immediately arrives in front of Luo Bei, and his punch has the strength of hundreds of catties. Luobei is not as good as it is. Sure enough, just when such a thought came to Luobei's mind, the ancestor of Heifeng laughed, and with just a wave of his hand, the man in brocade clothes flew upside down and fell straight to a wine shop at the intersection. In the middle of the day, he knocked down a few tables, although he immediately jumped up again, screaming, but he didn't dare to go forward.

"Smash your carriage first, then your shop."

Patriarch Heifeng didn't stop, stretching out his hand to grab it in the air, and the carriage in front of him was violently torn apart as if being pinched by an invisible big hand.

"This man can do demon magic! Hurry up and invite Zhenren Zhang!"

The people in the carriages behind all screamed and fled in all directions, someone shouted such a voice.

"Haha!"

Although the black wind patriarch had a long and narrow face, he acted unscrupulously at this time, but he revealed a faint boldness. After smashing a carriage with his true essence, he didn't stop, one after another Carriage, and crushed the three carriages behind in succession.

The things piled up in these carriages seemed to be the things used by Rongchangji mansion, and the broken cloth, spices, salt rice, gold and silver were scattered all over the ground.

"In broad daylight, where is the murderer here?"

Just as the ancestor Heifeng slowly smashed the last carriage, there was a roar of anger in the sky, and a white ray of light fell out of thin air. It was three feet long, but it was a Jian Guang.

"I'm afraid this person is still several miles away, and the realm of Yujian is much higher than mine!"

"Haha!" As soon as the thought popped into Luobei's mind, Patriarch Heifeng laughed, "Your methods are not bad, Rongchangji still has a master like you, report to the master, and I will spare you. "

"If you report out as a master, I will spare you!"

The white flying sword danced like a projectile in the air, and it slashed towards Patriarch Heifeng. A middle-aged figure dressed as a scribe appeared in the distant sky. Chic.

"Oh?" Patriarch Heifeng smiled, and a tornado-like vortex suddenly appeared in front of the white flying sword, like a long whale sucking water, and immediately wiped out the white flying sword. The "color" flying sword is rolled in it, and countless transparent winds blow the brilliance on the white "flying" sword to flash, and it jumps around.

The middle-aged man with the appearance of a handsome scribe turned pale with shock, barely controlled his flying sword, just reached out his hand in his arms, and grabbed a magic weapon, before releasing it in the future, Patriarch Heifeng waved his hands, The middle-aged man with the appearance of a handsome scribe saw hundreds of winds condensed into transparent sharp blades suddenly coming through the air in front of his eyes.

When he twisted his body suddenly and fell tens of feet, he couldn't dodge in time, and was directly cut off a big sleeve by the wind like a transparent sharp blade.

"This person is beyond me!"

The man with the appearance of a handsome scribe reacted instantly, and with a shake of his hand, he waved a mass of five-colored radiance, which turned into colorful clouds in hundreds of directions, covering himself all around.

With a sound of "Suddenly", when the colorful clouds and mist surged, Luobei saw that the white flying sword had lost its support, and was directly swept over by the black wind ancestor with a strong wind, and grabbed it in his hand .

"He doesn't use magic weapons, but using his own skills is already so powerful! I don't know how much strength he has used!"

Luobei took a deep breath, and the colorful clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated again, leaving nothing but the figure of the handsome scribe, who turned out to be invincible, and directly hit his flying sword. Give up and run away.

"I Shushan is good at flying swords. I regard my flying swords as my life, so I have the invincible sword intent. This person abandons the sword casually, and it is absolutely impossible for him to achieve any great achievements along the way."

"Run fast." Just when such a thought flashed through Luo Bei's mind, Heifeng Patriarch laughed, like an eagle catching a chick, he grabbed Luo Bei's back and pulled Luo Bei grabbed it, and at the same time, Luo Bei only felt a strong surge under his feet, and the scene in front of him suddenly became a phantom of various colors.

When Luobei took a deep breath and came back to his senses, he realized that he was already in the sky, and there was a transparent lotus platform formed by the strong wind under the feet of himself and the ancestor Heifeng, supporting Heifeng Patriarch and himself swept towards the west at an astonishing speed.

This speed seems to be inferior to that of Yuan Tianyi that day, but it is still much faster than that of Ao Huang and others' Yujian speed when they arrived in Shushan on the first day in Luobei.

Shushan Sword Jue and Shushan Flying Sword are both unique in the world. Yujian's flying speed is much faster than other sects. Now that the ancestor of Heifeng has such a speed, it is obvious that the techniques he cultivated and himself The cultivation base is also very high. It can be seen from this that the eight demons mentioned by the cultivator must also be masters of the ultimate way.

"Although Patriarch Heifeng and others are called the Eight Great Demon Dao, they are not cultivated by demons like Xiaocha and the others. An absolute character."

"Xiaocha and Xiaowuqiu left Shushan Mountain, so I don't know what's going on now."

Thinking about this, Luobei suddenly saw a large expanse of white water in front of him, with white waterfowls flying on the surface of the water, and thousands of sails dotted it, it turned out to be a huge lake.

"This is Zhenze!"

Luobei thought that this was in the land of Wuyue, and immediately realized it.

The great lake in the land of Wuyue is only 36,000 hectares, and there are 36 islands in it.

"So he was after that middle-aged scribe."

Luobei was a little surprised, but saw a figure in the sky in front of him, flying towards the lake at high speed, it was the middle-aged scribe who was taken away by the ancestor of Heifeng.

Obviously, although he cast some magic weapon and escaped in an instant, he was sensed by the ancestor of Heifeng, and the speed of Yukong was not as fast as that of the ancestor of Heifeng. near.

Within less than half a stick of incense, Patriarch Heifeng took Luo Bei and the middle-aged scholar to the top of the great lake.

At this time, Patriarch Heifeng and Luobei were only a dozen miles away from the middle-aged scribe, but the middle-aged scribe seemed not in a hurry, "You are so hard-pressed, you can't blame me!" Leng With a cold cry, the middle-aged scribe threw himself at an island in front of him that was connected with two large and small islands, which looked like chickens lying on water. "Master, this disciple is not talented and is hunted down by others, please help me, Master."

"Patriarch Heifeng was just playing with you. If he wanted to kill you, he would have killed you long ago. You can't escape here. Why panic."

Surrounded by water, among the odd-shaped islands in the vast lake, a sullen voice suddenly came out, "Patriarch Heifeng, why are you playing tricks on my disciple?"

"Wuhu Sanren, you are also one of the people I respect. I don't want to talk nonsense. You are a wild crane. I couldn't find you, so I came up with this idea." The two small islands are right in front of you. However, Patriarch Heifeng did not dare to go down, and stopped far away in the air, "I came here to ask you how many thousand-year-old bodhi seeds you want to use."

Speaking of this, the ancestor Heifeng raised his hand, and a purple brilliance was thrown into the island~IndoMTL.com~ I won't let you suffer too much, I will give this to you first. "

"This person is actually one of the eight great monsters, Wuhu Sanren."

At this moment, Patriarch Heifeng stopped in the air, and Luo Bei saw helplessly that what Patriarch Heifeng threw in was the Zilei Yuan magnetic cone that he got from the Ma family.

"Bah!"

A ray of purple brilliance suddenly shot out again, but Wuhu Sanren directly threw the Zilei Yuan magnetic cone up, "My thousand-year-old bodhi son, is it this Zilei Yuan magnetic cone?" A few kind words with you can be exchanged."

"Haha." Heifeng Patriarch didn't feel annoyed, he laughed, "Wuhu Sanren, I haven't finished talking yet, Qu Daozi's old devil's corpse **** magic has fallen into my hands, if you don't believe me, take a look .I asked you for this, but in order to refine a corpse **** general, the one who killed him is refining it into a corpse **** general."

Suddenly, Patriarch Heifeng threw the iron box containing the Dafa of the Corpse God into the island again.

"Good!"

Just a moment later, the iron box flew out of the air again, "I put two thousand-year-old bodhi seeds in it, so you go and kill Qu Daozi, and make a corpse for me to see. Return my disciple's flying sword to him, and you don't have to give anything else, it will make me appear stingy, and you can also make you owe me a favor."

"Okay!" Heifeng Patriarch laughed, and threw down the flying sword he just rolled up, "I owe you a favor today."

"These two demons are so straightforward in their actions."

Luo Bei was stunned for a moment.