The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 127 Still Didn't Fight
Dao Zheng laughed loudly and said: "Dao and your 'Black Envoy' really hit it off, so I gave him some playthings, why, this matter is worth asking Brother Shen?"

Feilong hummed lightly, and said: "Meng Feihua is lustful, so I brought him along, I hope you will send him a few more women."

At this moment, Chen Qingshu, who had been keeping his face on his face, smiled and said: "Master Shen, there are obviously only Xuanjia envoys of the noble sect 'Drunken God Soldiers', brother Zheng Benchu, and 'Swallowing Iron and Flame' Xuanzhen envoys here. Zhu Zaixing, Brother Zhu, where is the 'Black Semissary'?"

"He's here."

Then he saw that burly man named Zheng Benchu ​​in pitch black armor picked up a wine jar from under the chair and threw it out casually.

With a sound of "咵啦", the wine jar shattered, and a pale human head rolled out.

Seeing this human head, Chen Qingshu's face froze.

Dao Zheng couldn't help narrowing his slender eyes even tighter, but he laughed after a while: "Feilong, I just gave Brother Meng a few playthings, and there is no other meaning, it's worth your fuss ?”

Chen Qingshu snorted and said with a sneer: "'God Created Seven Envoys', which of them is not a famous and great figure, Master Shen actually killed him as soon as he said he would kill, does Master Shen think that he will cheat on our faction?"

Feilong was expressionless, staring at Dao Zheng, and said slowly: "I have never doubted Meng Feihua's loyalty to my Shenzaomen, and he has never had an ulterior transaction with Wandaomen."

"Meng Feihua is lustful, it's nothing, as long as he is a human being, he always has preferences, what kind of woman he likes, I don't care about it, as long as he has the ability to get it, that's his business."

"But the sixteen women you gave him have serious problems. Meng Feihua shouldn't be so obsessed with them that she accidentally told them some news about our family, and finally the news reached you Wandaomen."

"This is what I can't tolerate. Since he made a mistake, he can only die. Whether these mistakes are intentional or unintentional. As for the sixteen women you gave him..."

Dao Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Killed by you?"

Feilong shook his head: "No, it was eaten."

Hearing this, the "Xuanzhen Envoy" named Zhu Zaixing raised his head, waved his greasy hands with a pleasant smile, and cupped his hands to Dao Zheng, Duan Tang, Chen Qingshu and others: "Just laugh, laugh."

Then he hummed and began to deal with the food on the table.

Dao Zheng glanced at him lightly, then patted his beard under his chin, poured himself a glass of wine calmly, and looked at Feilong: "Are you here to inquire about crimes?"

Fei Long shook his head and said, "No, I just want to tell you one thing."

Having said that, he leaned forward, put his elbows on the table, and a cruel smile bloomed from his bald face, revealing his white teeth: "Don't stretch your hands too far, or they will break."

Suddenly, a cloud of magma slowly seeped out from his skin, and after a while, it wrapped him up, forming a dragon with its head bowed, looking down at everyone in the field.

The fiery air began to spread from here, and the table was temporarily turned into a pile of ashes, and a powerful momentum was crushed out.

At the same time, the wine glass in Dao Zheng's hand shattered and turned into grains of dust in an instant, mixed with the wine and spread from his side, it seemed to slowly condense, and instantly turned into thousands of thin and transparent sharp knives .

Suddenly, thousands of sharp blades condensed into one in an instant, and a long knife was added in Dao Zheng's hand, and the dust and wine formed a long knife!

This knife looks very thin, but the "weight" on it can only sink the table in front of Dao Zheng. The whole table sinks "suddenly", the table is parallel to the ground, and the The food and drink were not damaged in the slightest.

The two auras began to confront each other in the big tent. The musicians, dancers, and waiters couldn't stand the coercion, and they all fell to the ground one by one. Some people began to bleed from their seven orifices, and died after a while.

Only the four people sitting in the banquet were not affected at all, which is not right, or only two people were not affected in any way.

One was Duan Tang, who took a sip from the wine glass.

The other is Zheng Benchu, who is all in black armor, and there are sparks on the armor that seem to have been cut by a sharp knife, but he continues to pour a large jar of wine into his mouth calmly.

As for Chen Qingshu and Zhu Zaixing, one of them sat upright, with sweat gradually oozing from their foreheads.While the other stopped eating, his fat face trembled slightly.

Holding the knife in his hand, Dao Zheng stared at Feilong with a solemn face and said, "We fight, I have many people."

Feilong smiled and said: "But you will die a lot of people."

Dao Zheng said: "I don't care, I think it's worth it if I can save half your life and let the second envoy of the noble sect 'Xuan Jia' and 'Xuan Zhen' stay with you, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Feilong's magma-like dragon head turned to Zheng Benchu ​​and Zhu Zaixing, and asked, "Are you afraid of death?"

Xuan Hei Jia threw away the half-drunk wine in the altar, sparks all over his body, stood up suddenly, and looked coldly at Duan Tang opposite.

Duan Tang lazily leaned on the back of the chair, pulled out the boning knife from the knife pouch at his waist, put it on the table, and said, "I heard that you are invulnerable to guns, water and fire? I want to try it and see if it works." I can't cut off the black armor on your body."

On the other side, Zhu Zaixing, who was like a fat pig, suddenly brought a maid beside him over. When the maid didn't react at all, she bit off half of the other's neck and swallowed it.

Then he threw the maid's body aside, then raised his eyes and looked at Chen Qingshu, with a strange but gentle smile on his bloody mouth, and said: "I am delicious, forgive me, forgive me."

Chen Qingshu's pupils shrank, and with a clatter, dozens of small knives flew out of the knife pouch at his waist, hovering in the air, ready to strike.

Just when the two sides were at war, Dao Zheng suddenly withdrew his momentum, and the transparent knife in his hand shattered in an instant, saying: "I already know your warning, if we fight together at this time, it will be harmful to you and me. Nothing good at all, don't you think?"

Seeing that he gave up, the magma fiery dragon gradually retracted into the body of the flying dragon, he nodded, and said: "Very good, you are on the seventh rank, and you will almost enter the eighth rank. This seat is looking forward to your arrival at the eighth rank."

After the words fell, the corner of Feilong's mouth twitched into a deep smile, and then he turned and walked out of the big tent.Zheng Benchu ​​and Zhu Zaixing left without any hesitation.

There was a burst of anger on Dao Zheng's face, but after a while, he became calm again.

Duan Tang gritted his teeth and said: "It's too much to deceive! Bring a hundred people here, do you really think that I can't kill him? Sect Leader, give an order to keep them here!"

Dao Zheng smiled, shook his head and said, "Brother, you are too impulsive."

After saying this, he turned and left without another word.

(End of this chapter)