Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 180 Kendo, Crow takes a plane!

Jiang Feng took a deep breath, sat there and closed his eyes. The veins on his forehead popped out, and his whole body was trembling faintly.

He said hoarsely, "Jiang Su."

"Eh."

"Can you be normal?"

Jiang Su frowned and sighed, "Okay. I have been a sword spirit for four years, and I have watched you grow up. I am also responsible for your temper now. Don't worry, you will call me your foster father from now on. I still call you Jiang Feng, let’s do our own thing.”

Jiang Feng raised his hands to hold his head, leaned back in his chair, and said with a relieved expression, "Okay, you win."

"You're too crazy, I can't stand it anymore, I'm leaving." He looked extremely tired, and when he walked out the door, he was heavier than when he came in.

Jiang Su shook his head helplessly, "Let's go, let's go out, I want to see how my senior brother Liu is doing, and by the way, find out when I will get the bonus."

The three of them left together.

When they walked to the lobby, several waiters and shopkeepers opened their eyes in shock almost at the same time, looking at Jiang Feng's exhausted appearance.

Jiang Su noticed it, glanced at them strangely, and then left without caring.

Several people went to the kendo arena together.

The sword is indeed the weapon of a gentleman, and the monks in the audience are far better than her in medicine and alchemy in the past few days. Especially the monks in this group were all excited, their faces were red, and their necks and arms had veins swollen.

"Okay! This sword cuts well, it's like Ruoliu Fengzhi Huixue! It's really a role model for us."

"Hey, stab his life gate. Are you stupid? If you can't do it with me, you can't beat this kind of opponent! Cut him horizontally and vertically, it's bad!"

"How can you throw away the sword wind at this time? You should give him a kick directly!"

Jiang Su was slightly confused as he looked at this group of monks who were usually neatly dressed and had an air of immortality. He felt as if he had mistakenly entered a place where black boxing was practiced.

Liu Yunqing on the stage was high-spirited...his hair was disheveled, holding a wind sword in his hand. The sword wind whizzed past him, blowing his hair behind him to reveal his hairline.

The sword blade in the hand of another monk in front of him was burning with flames, and thick black smoke was emitting.

The fight between the two was like a whirlwind of flames roasting the two-legged beast.

"Can you sword cultivators stop being so magical? Why are you so arrogant in fighting now? When I saw you killing people in the past, it was clear that you were very simple and neat."

After Jiang Su finished complaining, no less than thirty sword cultivators around her looked directly at her at the same time, including Jiang Feng himself.

"..."

Someone came forward with a reasonable attitude and said, "Fellow Taoist, the swords of our sword cultivators are not just for killing people. They have many uses. In a place like this where all Taoists gather, it is natural to use it." Show all your advantages.”

"for example?"

At this moment, Liu Yunqing slashed horizontally with his sword, and the sword wind flew dozens of feet away. Even the monks watching in the air with swords in the distance were shot down to the ground.

The monk pointed at this scene and explained, "This is a sword that can crush the sky of ten thousand people."

Jiang Su nodded, frowned and analyzed seriously, "So it turned out to be a magical skill - a tornado destroyed the parking lot!"

The next moment, another sword cultivator on the stage suddenly used his body to lead, exploding a large amount of sparks.

The monk pointed to this picture and explained, "This is it, the sword flower burns out thousands of swords!"

Jiang Su nodded, "Oh oh oh, supernova burning!"

On the ring, Liu Yunqing suddenly jumped up in the wind, his black clothes rustling with the strong wind. Two wide sleeves swayed in the air.

Seeing this, another sword cultivator raised his sword and stabbed it. The next second, Liu Yunqing stepped on the tip of the sword.

The monk then explained, "This is Ling Yun's gift. The sword is cultivated into a sword, and becomes a human being. You can use the sword to rise up from the ground!"

Jiang Su clapped quickly and said with emotion, "A crow flies on a plane! It's really amazing."

"Pah -" Jiang Feng raised his hand and knocked the girl in green on the top of her head, gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Su, speak human language to me!"

The next second, the monk in red grabbed his wrist and used a little force to take Jiang Feng's hand off Jiang Su's head. He was helpless and said, "You are not tall."

?

Thank you for protecting my height?

Jiang Feng said sarcastically, "No wonder, it seems that Jiang Su was given a lot of inspiration and beatings when he was studying medicine."

Jiang Su glared at this person fiercely, then stepped on someone's shoes with his feet, and jumped on the spot again.

"..."

Just as Jiang Feng was about to get angry, he suddenly heard a wailing sound coming from the stage, and everyone looked towards the stage.

I saw Liu Yunqing holding a silver sword in his hand, and actually pierced another sword cultivator's clothes across his back, hanging his whole body on his sword, and the wind around him was violent. As the man struggled, the flames on the sword It expanded rapidly, forming a whirlwind of flames that tightly surrounded the man.

Liu Yunqing stood outside the flame whirlwind.

He seemed to be holding a big iron skewer and putting it into a fire stove that is a specialty of the cultivation world.

After a while, Jiang Su actually felt that he smelled a faint scent of meat, his ears moved slightly, and there was a sizzling sound accompanied by grease.

A melodious and soothing voice came from a nearby arena, "Don't throw away the butt meat that no one wants, wrap it in fairy egg liquid, dip it in steamed bun crumbs, fry it in a pan until both sides are golden and crispy, control the oil, and take it out. All the old and young people love to eat it. , the sword cultivator next door was crying."

The sword cultivators pursed their lips into a straight line.

Someone couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily at the ring on the left, "Can you cooks restrain themselves?"

Unexpectedly, the monks in the kitchen immediately stopped working, rang the bells and shouted, "If you can, don't eat it later!"

"That's right! If you have the ability, don't live on food!"

"There are so many demands on our kitchen repairmen! From now on you will all eat tasteless food! Duck butts! I'll give you chicken butts!"

"Don't reason with them. If you can't advance in swordsmanship, you can't live without food!"

The sword cultivators stopped talking. It is true that they couldn't pour out a few yuan stones with Qingfeng Xiu, and no matter how much money they had, they would all use it to maintain the sword.

Jiang Su shook his head and looked at Liu Yunqing, who had already won a great victory and was standing in the middle of the ring, looking proudly at the crowd. He sighed helplessly, "A few taels of broken silver can solve all kinds of melancholy in the world."

Liu Yunqing seemed to have heard her words, and saw his junior sister in the crowd. He waved his hand and shouted loudly, "Junior sister, help me throw my voice stone out! I want to find you, senior sister Yun Sheng!"

He took out a tattered storage bag and accurately threw it into her hand.

Jiang Su frowned slightly, "No, didn't you lose your storage bag? When did you get it back?"

Liu Yunqing touched his nose and said sheepishly, "I don't think I lost it. Someone poked a hole in my clothes on the ring that day, and the storage bag fell out. Junior sister, you gave me the money bag." It’s all in here too.”

He used an old storage bag to hold her money bag, which was also a way to prevent it from being stolen. Unless the Buddhists are hungry and don’t choose food.

Jiang Su neatly took out a few stones and fiddled with them a few times, "Hey, Jiang Feng, did you use this high price to sell them to my senior brother so that he would owe money to join the Seven Kills Hall?"

Jiang Feng:......

The energy accumulated in her palm fell on the surface of the stone, and the next moment, several stones suddenly made an earth-shattering sound.

"Yun Sheng, Zhang Yunsheng, please come to the sword arena to pick up your Taoist companion. He is seven feet tall and has excellent swordsmanship. However, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I am like a spring flower withered."

Finally, there was a low growl, "Madam, please say something!"

……

Jiang Su very much hoped that a black abyss would appear at her feet right away.

So, after all, can we find Senior Brother Liu’s Taoist companion...

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