The Most Outstanding Anchor Immortal Cultivation System

Chapter 69 Dangyue Town Tavern
The bandit looked down at the huge blood hole in his chest, and his eyes widened in disbelief!

"puff……"

With a mouth full of blood spurting wildly, the bandit's strong body fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes were still wide open, and he could not rest in peace!

"Big brother!"

"Boss!"

The other robbers couldn't believe their eyes. In just a moment, their leader was killed by the opponent's young man of sixteen or seventeen!
one move?
Half way?

"Kill! Kill all!"

"Kill! Avenge the boss!"

After a short period of sluggishness, the robbers were furious and launched a fierce attack!

In particular, the robbers who had been entangled with the four women no longer held back their hands, but made real moves with deadly moves.

Chun He and Zheng Xueqi can still resist, but Liang Xinru and Pan Xiaojing are already in chaos.

"ah!"

Pan Xiaojing screamed, and a deep gash was cut on her left arm, and blood instantly infected half of her body.

"Little girl, go to hell! I will kill you first, then fuck you!"

The big man on the opposite side showed no sympathy, and stabbed Pan Xiaojing's abdomen fiercely with a sharp knife in his hand!
Pan Xiaojing, who was injured, moved slowly, unable to avoid sharp knives, and despair in the face of death appeared in her eyes.

At the critical moment, he kicked out a diagonal stab and kicked the robber's sharp knife away!

The robber was stunned for a moment, but his neck was tightly grasped by a powerful hand.

"Crack"!
The sound of bone cracking sounded, and before the robber could even cry out in pain, he collapsed to the ground like mud.

Wang Zheng's face was stern, Xiao Zhoutian's mind was running to the extreme, and he continued to attack the next target.

The third, the fourth...with a cup of tea, Wang Zheng killed seven people in a row!

The identities of the prey and the hunter were completely reversed, and Wang Zheng mercilessly harvested the lives of the robbers!

The remaining three robbers were finally scared out of their wits, threw away their weapons, turned around and ran away!

At this time, Wang Zheng was sprayed with the blood of the enemy, like a messenger from hell, cold, chilling, and frightening!
Wu Tuntian was at a loss with the huge axe. He didn't make a few moves at all, and the three opponents were wiped out by Wang Zheng's three punches and two kicks in an instant.

Chun He was also shocked, her husband who was gentle and caring in the past, turned out to be so decisive!
"Wow!"

Smelling the strong smell of blood, Liang Xinru couldn't stand it anymore, and vomited.

"Senior Sister Pan, you need to be bandaged."

Wang Zheng bought a bandage from the super self-selection market in the system, and quickly wrapped Pan Xiaojing's wound.

"How about it, can you still hold on?"

Pan Xiaojing gritted her teeth and nodded, seeming a little scared.

"You are so decisive, I really didn't see it before." Zheng Xueqi looked at Wang Zheng and said in a deep voice.

"I don't kill decisively like this, the corpses lying on the ground now are ours!"

Wang Zheng said lightly, "Didn't you hear what the robber said just now? Not only did he want to kill Senior Sister Pan first, but he also insulted her after she died. Are you willing to be so miserable?"

Everyone turned pale and shook their heads in unison.

Wang Zheng looked at the blood all over his body, bought a set of clean clothes from the system, and did not shy away from the four women, and directly changed his coat and trousers.

"go!"

The group continued on their way.

The 6699 live broadcast room was full of sighs.

"The anchor is so powerful, it frightened Ben Mengxin, oh..."

"Brother Zheng is right. If he doesn't do this, they will die."

"I thought Lingmeng Land was so much fun, it scared the baby to death!"

"This is the Jianghu, the Jianghu is dangerous!"

It was just dark when Wang Zheng and his party finally found the small town of Dangyue Mountain.

This town is almost half smaller than Tiandu Town.

The low walls, dilapidated buildings, and scattered locations are like abandoned ancient buildings.

However, the town at this time is brightly lit everywhere, and there are many camping tents set up in the open space.

After observing for a while, Wang Zheng greeted the team members into a small restaurant with tattered wine flags.

As soon as they squeezed through the dilapidated small door, a few people were frowned by the smell of alcohol in the room.

In a small room of about thirty or forty square meters, there were a dozen or so crumbling and broken tables.

Dozens of burly men were shouting and shouting, punching and drinking.

The smell of alcohol, sour sweat, smelly feet, all kinds of indescribable smells mixed together made the air in this narrow restaurant extremely polluted.

The four women of Chunhe showed their eyebrows slightly, it was almost unbearable.

"Shopkeeper, is there any room?" Wang Zheng squeezed his way out of the crowd and asked a shopkeeper.

"Well, there are still a few tables in the backyard, but the price of wine is twice as expensive. And," the shopkeeper raised his eyelids, "it is counted by head, and each person must pay ten gold coins as a deposit."

"Okay, get sixty gold coins." Wang Zheng took out the purple jade token from the brocade bag.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he swiped the jade plaque calmly.

Wang Zheng waved to the rest of the team, and the big man Wu Tuntian led the way first, leading Chunhe and others to the counter.

"Grass, who is Tamar's old man, don't you have eyes?"

"Squeeze girl!"

The men who were drinking at the edge of the aisle cursed one after another.

"Hey, brothers, look, there is such a beautiful chick!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"It would be great if I could sleep with Lao Tzu for one night..."

A man with a pockmarked face even wanted to stretch out his big hairy hand to touch Zheng Xueqi's thigh.

"Pocket six!" The shopkeeper suddenly shouted, "Don't cause trouble in my shop!"

The pock-marked man chuckled and withdrew his hand resentfully.

The eyes of the other men swept Chunhe and the others back and forth, swallowing their saliva secretly, but no one dared to act rashly again.

Wang Zheng felt that the shopkeeper was not simple, but he didn't say much.

After spending some more gold coins and ordering a few dishes of wine and food, he called the team members to lift up a rag curtain and get into a small door.

The backyard is a small open-air yard, larger than the front house, with five tables set up.

Two groups of people have already been seated safely.

Looking at the attire, it seems that he is a member of the sect, and he does not yell like the rough man in the front room, but talks in a low voice.

The arrival of Wang Zheng and his party did not arouse too much reaction from the two groups of people. After a few quick glances, they withdrew their gazes.

Wu Tuntian wiped the table diligently, set up the food and drink, and then asked Wang Zheng: "Brother Zheng, I think you can conjure anything, why do you still come here to eat? The people here..."

"The people here don't look like good birds, right?" Wang Zheng took the conversation and asked.

The big man nodded obediently.

"We're here to practice, not for vacation." Wang Zheng took a sip of the wine, the taste was indeed strong enough, but the taste was rough.

"To listen to the news and understand the local conditions and customs, you must come to this kind of place, this kind of place where dragons and snakes are mixed."

"Oh." Wu Tuntian understood, took a big gulp of wine, and sprayed it all out with a "poof".

"Damn, this wine is really bad!"

Zheng Xueqi took a bite of the dish, tasted it a bit, frowned and said, "It's really hard to eat."

After thinking for a while, Wang Zheng chose two bottles of wine and a few plates of meat dishes from the system's optional market, and put them on the table.

Wu Tuntian's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his big hand to unscrew the cork, and a strange fragrance rushed out of the wine bottle.

"Good wine!"

The big man couldn't help but praise.

The people at the other two tables also turned their heads, twitching their noses and smelling the aroma of wine in the air.

"Good wine!"

The people at the two tables fixed their eyes on the wine bottle on Wang Zheng's side.

A young alchemist in Tsing Yi got up and walked over.

"My little brother, what is the name of your wine?"

"Moutai." Wang Zheng said flatly.

"Moutai?" The young alchemist pondered for a moment, never heard of this kind of wine.

Then he changed into a smiling face and asked, "I wonder if my little brother can make it easier for me to sell it to the next bottle?"

"Are you a cultivator?" Wang Zheng asked back.

"Next is Xu Tongda, a third-level disciple of Master Ziding in Zilai Cave, Eastern Capital Prefecture." The young alchemist replied with a smile.

Wang Zheng nodded and said, "So it's a local monk, disrespectful and disrespectful. It's a pity that my wine...is not for sale!"

The young alchemist Xu Tongda's smiling face froze, then he sighed and said, "I'm being rude."

Just as he was about to turn around and go back, Wang Zheng stopped him: "Brother Xu, don't worry, I only said not to sell it, not to give it away!"

Xu Tongda couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then he realized: "Then thank you... Uh, I don't know what to call my brother?"

"My name is Wang Zheng, and I come from Xianyun Sect."

Xu Tongda glanced at Chunhe and the others: "It turns out that she is a master of Xianyunzong, no wonder there is such a handsome female cultivator."

Wang Zheng smiled lightly, and handed the other party a bottle of Moutai: "Brother Xu! Please accept it!"

Xu Tongda accepted it, thanked him again and returned to his seat.

A man from another table also came over and said carelessly: "Brother Xianyun Zongwang, how about giving our brothers from Qixia Valley a bottle too?"

But Wu Tuntian hugged the remaining bottle of wine and refused: "No, we only have one bottle."

The man smacked his mouth, as if he couldn't bear the aroma of the wine.

"It's okay, I still have some here." Wang Zheng pretended to touch the brocade bag, took out two more bottles, and gave them directly to the other party.

The man immediately beamed with joy: "Okay! Enough brother! I, Lou Wanqing, decided to call you a friend!"

"Brother Lou, you're being polite. In this way," Wang Zheng suggested, "We are destined to meet each other. Mr. Wang still has some food and drinks here. Why don't we set up a table and chat while eating?"

"Okay, how dare you!" Lou Wanqing had already seen the food and wine on Wang Zheng's table, drooling secretly, "Brother Wang is such a joyful person!"

Three steps and two steps to return to the original position. After saying this, the eyes of several people in Qixia Valley suddenly lit up, and brought the tables and chairs over.

When the people at the table in Zilai Cave saw it, they also had the cheek to come uninvited, and also brought the table over.

Wang Zheng smiled, and continued to pretend to take out several plates of meat dishes from the brocade bag.

The carefree Lou Wanqing laughed loudly and said, "Brother Wang is really bold. There are so many good wines and dishes in the brocade bag! Haha!"

The others were a little surprised, but didn't ask any further questions.

There are six people from Xianyunzong, eight people from Zilai Cave, and eight people from Qixia Valley. The three tables are combined into one table, which is very lively.

Wang Zheng took the initiative to toast to the other two tables. While admiring the mellow and elegant Moutai, the other party was full of praise for Wang Zheng's enthusiasm.

The atmosphere became more and more harmonious and warm.

After some conversations, I gradually got to know each other well, and then I realized that everyone was a young monk who came to participate in the secret realm of Dangyue Mountain.

This place is bustling with excitement, and a man shouted from the front room, which actually suppressed the noise in the room: "He shopkeeper! Bring some pots of hot wine to our brother! Ma De, I almost got planted today!"

After a while, the rag curtain was roughly lifted, and three big men with a bloody smell all over their bodies walked into the backyard.

"Clang!"

The big man in the lead threw the broad-backed broadsword directly on the ground, and sat down at an empty table, panting heavily.

The other two men were more cautious, they didn't throw their weapons casually, and quickly scanned the audience.

Suddenly, one of them exclaimed: "Fourth, seventh, look!"

"What's the matter, third child? I was taken aback!"

The leading man asked dissatisfied.

Looking in the direction of the third child's trembling right finger, he immediately stood on the spot as if he had seen a ghost!
(End of this chapter)