Chapter 433 (1/2)

Tao Wanlong's face was as ugly as a kick in his face. The feeling of stealing chicken is very unpleasant.

Zhang Jun went to the center, stopped, swept around and asked with a smile, ”who is Tao Wanlong?”

Tao Wanlong snorted coldly. He stepped forward and said, ”friend Zhang, since you are here, please sit down.”

In the rear, two tall men carried an iron chair. On that chair, there are twelve sharp knives with the tip upward.

With a smile, Zhang Jun stepped forward and sat down. He secretly transport Xiangang, the only listen to ”Ding” a sound, under the body of the blade all smashed, burst out. The power of Xiangang is extraordinary, and the blade can't bear it.

Zhang Jun sat down quietly, the blade of the chair had already been smashed, and he was not hard at all.

Tao Wanlong's face was even worse. He said, ”friend Zhang is coming from afar. Please have a drink.”

”Good.” Zhang Jun did not refuse.

An old man brought over a glass of wine, which was actually black. When he was near, Zhang Jun smelled a fishy smell in his nose. Under the perspective of Buddha's eye, he saw that there were twelve different colors in the wine.

This shows that there are 12 kinds of strange poisons in water spraying, and those who drink it will die immediately. But if he refuses to drink, his momentum will weaken. This is the intention of Tao Wanlong.

Even if it was Bai Ling Xue, she could not help saying, ”don't drink it!”

Zhang Jun ”ha ha” a smile, a hand over the wine, directly into the mouth, way: ”good wine!”

White silk snow ”ah” a, pale face.

Tao Wanlong stares at Zhang Jun's face and finds that he doesn't seem to be poisoned. He is frustrated. This poison was made by a master of poison. How can he be ok?

For Xiangang level figures, not to mention poison wine, even if the whole bottle of poison will not die. Their physique is strong, and their ability of detoxification is also strong. Zhang Jun practiced Taiqing Gang Qi, which was even more powerful. Naturally, he was not afraid of this poisonous wine.

”Great!”

In the crowd, some people clapped their hands, and then an old man came out. His body was as thin as wood, and his skin was very black and slightly blue.

The first person who can drink wine is not poisonous. You must have become a Xiangang? ” The other side said.

Zhang Jun glanced at each other and said, ”I've heard the name of poison sect for a long time. I didn't expect that you have been under the command of the king of Central Plains.”

Poison ”ha ha” a smile: ”let's talk less nonsense, I have a kind of poison, Zhang friend dare not try?”

Zhang Jun's face changed and he asked, ”are you qualified to test drugs?”

Poison Zong's one Leng, can't answer, really, he does not have this qualification.

Zhang Jun hummed heavily, and all the people present were shocked by something. Can't help but change color one after another, what a strong spiritual power!

The poison clan's face changed for a while, but finally he didn't dare to make a mistake and retreated.

Tao Wanlong said in a deep voice: ”friend Zhang, before you came, I had invited friends from the Central Plains Wulin. What can you say in front of all the Wulin friends?”

Central Plains Wulin? Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes. Tao Wanlong was probably trying to create a conflict between him and the Central Plains Wulin, so as to make a profit from it.

There is humanity outside: ”Mr. Lai of Taijiquan, Mr. Zhou of Bajiquan, Mr. Cheng of Bagua Zhangcheng...”

Three middle-aged people came in, full of momentum, but the realm was not high, they were the peak of dark strength or the level of initial strength. They greet everyone one after another. Finally, they all turn their eyes on Zhang Jun. Mr. Zhou of Taijiquan gives a cold hum and says, ”this is the friend. Do you want to challenge the whole Wulin of Central Plains?”

Bai Ling Xue knew that someone had set up her. She immediately said, ”we didn't say we would challenge the Wulin of the Central Plains.”

”No? Then why are you here? ” The man snorted coldly, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun suddenly laughed and said, ”it seems that the famous people in the Central Plains Wulin will arrive soon. I won't say much about it now. I'll wait for everyone to arrive.”

Seeing that Zhang Jun didn't explain, the king of the Central Plains was secretly proud. He thought that even if you were powerful, could you still compete with the whole Central Plains Wulin? He has already sent a letter to the experts in the Wulin, saying that Zhang Jun has come to challenge the Wulin of Central Plains. In this way, Zhang Jun has offended the whole Central Plains Wulin. No matter how powerful he is, he can't look like him, because he is also a member of the Central Plains Wulin.

While waiting for someone, Zhang Jun looked at Bai Ling Xue standing, so he reached out and caught the air. A chair several meters away was directly sucked in.

Bai Ling Xue opens her mouth in surprise. She feels like she is dreaming. She feels more and more that Zhang Junqiang is out of line. The expressions of the people around them were also very wonderful, especially the three Wulin figures, whose faces turned white one by one.