Chapter 192 (1/2)

”Wipe!” Zhitong is really angry. In front of so many people, he was scolded by Cangsong and shouted to kill. Why does it embarrass him who has always loved face most?

I couldn't help roaring: ”thief Taoist, die, you!”

Cang song was also angry, and he felt very wronged. What he just scolded was not wisdom, but waste. To say that the hatred in his heart at the moment was definitely pointing to waste more.

But now he was intercepted by Zhitong and scolded him like this. In front of a crowd of onlookers and several guys of Lingdan hall, he really couldn't stand this evil spirit.

Then he snorted coldly: ”thief bald, you forced me!”

Suddenly clenched his teeth, his face became scarlet in an instant, and he didn't see any action in his hand, but he had drawn a long sword in his hand and pointed brightly at Zhitong.

The tip of the sword shook slightly, bringing out a hissing cold. Obviously, it is a divine weapon blade, and its power can't be bluffed.

”Zi...” a sword broke through the air and stabbed Zhitong's face door.

This sword, which is as poisonous as a snake's head, makes Zhitong's eyes narrow in an instant.

His anger was stronger, and his whole body was still in a moment, but his face suddenly became dignified.

The foot was light and did not dare to brush the cherry, but retreated to the rear and avoided the sword.

When he decided on his posture again, there were two more ”weapons” in his hands. Well, what he was holding at the moment could barely be called a weapon.

However, as soon as his weapon came out, it immediately attracted a burst of laughter.

”Wipe! Did the old monk rake too? With a roast chicken in one hand and a wine bottle in the other? This... ”Among the onlookers, some people looked at the strange rake weapon in Zhitong's hand, but they could no longer bear the noise, and laughed jokingly there.

His laughter immediately attracted other people's attention: ”Hey, this weapon is really not simple, and it's still two. These two are bigger than one. I think the old monk wins!”

However, some people looked at the roast chicken and wine bottle in Zhitong's hand with a puzzled face and murmured: ”does it really have nothing to do with a monk carrying roast chicken and good wine?”

Luliang Shanben looked at the fight with a joking attitude, but when he saw Cangsong's sword, his face became dignified. Especially when Zhitong took out the roast chicken and wine bottle, he wanted to laugh and worry.

He could not help tightening his hand, but he touched his waist. Immediately his eyes twinkled, but he was slightly hesitant.

”Wipe! Has it reached this point? ” Wasted really feel a little confused. In fact, the beginning of the matter is not complicated, but I didn't expect to go down step by step. Unexpectedly, I have to work hard. It really makes people feel dizzy.

However, anyone can understand such an obvious situation. Although Zhitong had an advantage in the past, the scene was suddenly reversed after Cangsong took out his Ruyi magic weapon.

At least it seems that Zhitong with roast chicken and wine bottle can't take any advantage at all.

The purpose of wasting his time was to enrage Cang song and make his mind disordered, so that Zhitong, who was already dominant, could take a good breath of evil for himself.

After all, I have praised this guy for so long and said so many good words. How can I not charge some interest.

But he never thought that Cangsong, an old man, dared to draw his sword here. He was really too narrow.

How is it now?