Chapter 471 Acquaintances in the Mountaintop Hall
Slap, slap on the face, making a crisp sound.
The big man didn't even shake his head, it seemed that the slap was like a ball of cotton without any force.
In fact, the same is true, the big man found that there was no strong pain on his face as expected.
Instead, there is only a slight slapping feeling, as if you are doing muscle relaxation for yourself.
But then he discovered a problem, a serious one.
When the kid slapped him just now, it seemed that something in the form of powder had slapped him on the face.
Oops, there must be something wrong with this powdery thing, this kid is actually a guy who uses poison.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a surge of air in his chest, and an impulse brewing in his throat.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
A loud laugh burst out of his mouth, resounding throughout the open space.
Whether it was the guard who was knocked to the ground, or the elders and disciples of Fanfan Sect who were standing in the distance watching the battle and helping out, they all felt baffled.
What is the meaning of the big man laughing so heartily before he broke free from the ground?
Could it be that the medicine sage is not his opponent, and he will use a killer move to determine the outcome with one blow?
"hahahahahahahaha......"
The laughter went on and on and showed no sign of letting up.
And as the laughter became more and more intense, the man couldn't help coughing, and even the snot flowed down his nose.
The violent laughter made his stomach ache, as if his internal organs were completely twisted into a ball, his limbs and body couldn't use any strength, and naturally he couldn't break free from the ground.
The guards and people who were addicted to the Fanzong who were watching by the open space realized that something was wrong with the big man, and the medicine sage must have used some kind of strange method to completely subdue him.
Cheers came and went, and the fat people who were addicted to Fanzong applauded and jumped, praising the medicine sage for his wisdom and martial arts.
Elder Si Kun stepped forward, pointed at the big man's nose and said, "Don't dare to do anything wrong in Fengshou Town just because of your high cultivation level.
There are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. Today, the sage of medicine is here, and you will not be able to break through the waves no matter what!
Listen up, pack up your things and leave Harvest Town, this is not the place for you. "
The big man laughed wildly, but his eyes were still full of contempt. He turned his head aside, pretending that he couldn't hear Elder Si Kun's words.
"Toast, don't eat, eat fine wine!"
Elder Si Kun was so angry that he raised his spoon and was about to hit the big man on the head.
Zheng Qiu stopped Elder Si Kun and pointed to the top of the mountain: "Send some disciples to guard him, let's go to the top of the mountain."
Elder Si Kun put away the spoon, understood and reacted, nodded repeatedly and said yes: "The saint is right, there is more than one person in that group of foreign enemy cultivators, there must be accomplices.
I can only trouble you, Saint, to strike again and wipe them all out. "
Several elders gathered together to discuss for a while, leaving half of the disciples here to watch the big man who was caught by the Laughing Weed and the guards lying on the ground.
The rest of them followed the elders, took the carriage hanging from the side of the cliff with Zheng Qiu, and pulled the rope across the cliff to the top of the mountain.
More than half of the road leading to the top of the mountain has been paved above the cliff.
After walking for a while, the group saw the newly repaired buildings and halls on the top of the mountain.
This peak, known as Tazi Mountain, has a relatively gentle top, like a square with a slope, and is covered with thick green lawns.
There are also hired practitioners on the top of the mountain to act as guards. There are quite a few of them, there are more than twenty at a glance.
When these guards saw the team of Suffering Fanzong climbed to the top of the mountain, they drew their weapons and stood on the grass to stop them.
Two of them turned back and ran towards the main hall, presumably to report the news.
After the battle just now, those who love Fanzong have become much more courageous.
An elder strode forward, waving a long-handled stainless steel spoon and shouting.
But no matter how he called the battle, the guards refused to fight, but slowly retreated towards the main hall.
These guards are not stupid. Just now someone came up to report the news, and their big boss came down the mountain aggressively to meet the enemy.
However, now that the big boss has not returned, the enemy has climbed to the top of the mountain.
If you think about it with your toes, you know that these enemies must be superior in strength. If you can't hold back and fight rashly, you will definitely have no good fruit.
Seeing that the battle was not working, the elder called the others to take the initiative to attack: "We addicted to the mortal sect go first, and clean up these guys who are helping the evil, and don't bother the medicine sage to do it."
The other elders and disciples responded one after another, raised their spoons and shouted loudly, launching a charge with great momentum.
Looking at it from Zheng Qiu's point of view, a group of ridiculously fat fellows from Fan Fanzong charged forward, like a bunch of meat balls rolling on the grass, which seemed particularly strange and ridiculous.
I hope they can take diet pills well after they go back, and lose this exaggerated fat.
The crowds on both sides quickly came into contact, ping-pong-pong into a ball, and the sound of spoons and weapons colliding continued one after another.
From time to time, it hit the grass with vigor, blasting a circle of air waves, blasting out mud puddles on the grass.
At this moment, all the wooden doors of the main hall suddenly opened, and a mass of violent air rushed straight out from inside.
The five or six guards who were close to the main hall, as well as the disciples who were fighting each other, were instantly lifted into the air by this air current, and then were thrown far away.
The rest of the fanatics turned pale with shock, and hurriedly backed away.
But their speed was still too slow, a figure rushed out of the hall, swung a long black stick, and flew into the crowd.
Dangdang, a series of metal knocking sounds came, like the dense sound of iron forging.
The long-handled spoons in the hands of the fanatic sect were broken one after another, and the material of fine steel was like a brittle wooden strip, which had no blocking ability at all.
Immediately afterwards, the figure grabbed the armored padded clothes worn by the fans of Fanfanzong, turned around as if throwing pebbles, and threw the fat people out one by one.
More than twenty people rowed across the sky and fell to the ground with a thud, and they fell into a daze.
Only the three elders, and the two disciples who reacted the fastest, escaped from the opponent's attack, and ran to Zheng Qiu's side.
"Fatty addicted to the mortal sect, don't go overboard, if you cause trouble again, I will wipe out your entire sect!
Did you hear..."
The figure stopped and didn't know, and shouted loudly, with strong anger in his voice.
Suddenly, his shouting stopped abruptly, his neck was stretched long, and his eyes were staring like copper bells.
With a bang, the black stick fell to the ground. He rubbed his eyes and stared for a while.
Afterwards, a joyful smile instantly filled his face: "Boss? Boss! Boss, you are finally here, but wait for us to die!"
Just when the figure stopped moving and spoke, Zheng Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up.
God, I know this voice myself!
It's Yuming, the younger brother of Brother Roaring, Yuming!
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