"Boss, look..."
Oh?
The big man's attention was attracted to the wine table where Luo Feng was. He saw the blood lotus sitting beside Luo Feng, Yang Waner and Lin Hongyi. His eyes were slightly bright.
Yang Waner, Xue Lian and Lin Hongyi are all beauties of the world, although they have different temperament.
The brilliant sunset pours on the three people from the window. It integrates the different charm of the three people into the most brilliant color. It is like a rainbow hanging in the sky after the rain, which makes people feel comfortable. There is a kind of stunning heartbeat, which is very striking on the second floor.
In fact, since the four people appeared in Luofeng, they have always attracted the attention of the public.
The big man looked at it, and finally stopped at Xuelian. His thick eyebrows were raised. He nodded to the little warrior and went to the nearby wine table to sit down.
The little warrior understood, took a look at Xuelian, took three others with him, and walked to the wine table where Luo Feng was.
"What is it?"
Luo Feng was thinking about the conversation of several fighters just now. He was in a bad mood. When he saw the visitor, he said quietly.
The little warrior ignored Luo Feng's inquiry, smiled, turned his head to the blood lotus and said:
"this lady, our boss wants to invite you to have a drink."
"Sorry, we are not free."
Luo Feng frowned and made a gesture of asking.
As soon as the little warrior's eyes narrowed, there was a haze in his eyes. He pressed the palm of Luo Feng's hand and sneered:
"boy, I am asking this young lady. If I don't ask you, I will shut up. Otherwise, it's a small loss. I don't know when I'll lose my life. "
The three warriors standing behind the little man, with a sneer on their face, deliberately released their breath and strong fluctuations of Zhenyuan, which made the surrounding air have a layer of clear ripples. One is a warrior in the middle of Zhenyuan, the other is a warrior in the late of Zhenyuan.
"These people are in trouble."
Noticing this scene, the two-tier Jianghu dignitaries looked at one another and whispered.
"That man is the purple blood gun Yue Zongheng." Someone recognized the big man's identity and whispered.
"It's him. It seems these people are doomed to suffer. Yue Zongheng is a great power in the mid-term of yuanhaijing. His eldest brother is the elder of xuekuang clan. The martial arts and skills he cultivates are top-notch goods. Two or three joint forces are not his rivals in the mid-term of yuanhaijing. "
"Well. The situation is so overwhelming that the young swordsman can only swallow his breath. "
People looked at Luo Feng and others, with a trace of sympathy in their eyes.
"Cluck..."
Suddenly, a coquettish smile broke the silence of the restaurant.
Xuelian raised her delicate chin and looked at the small warrior. A dark blood light flashed through her bright eyes, full of charming laughter, echoed slowly on the second floor.
"Of course it's his business. He's my master."
Gulong!
Facing the sight of blood lotus, the little warrior swallowed his saliva involuntarily. Suddenly, he turned back to his mind and widened his eyes, "what, master? He! "
The news was unexpected to others.
Luo Feng thought that Xuelian was going to kill people here. Now it seems that this is not the case. He was relieved.
Stupefied for a while, the little man returned to his senses and said with a smile: "since this is the case, it's easy to do. Boy, our eldest brother has taken a fancy to your servant girl. Do you know how to do it? "
The little warrior looks at Luo Feng.
Luo Feng light way, "how should do?"
"Well, don't pretend to me."
The little warrior snorted heavily, "to tell you the truth, our eldest brother is the famous purple blood gun, Yue Zongheng. It's your blessing to be liked by him. Don't toast, don't eat the fine wine! "
Luo Feng didn't care to entangle with each other and said coldly, "what's this to do with me. Roll! "
"You!"
The little warrior was furious. He was about to get angry. The big man sitting at the side table stood up abruptly.
"Ha ha, it's a big tone. No one has not given me Yue Zongheng's face for a long time! I'd like to see how hard you are. "
The big man came to Luofeng step by step with a purple and gold spear. He was so powerful that the dishes on the table around him could not beat. The nearby diners hurriedly retreated for fear of being hurt by the fish in the pond.
"Yue Zongheng, since others don't want to, why are you so aggressive?"
All of a sudden, the middle-aged swordsman sitting at a table beside Luofeng stood up and said to the big man, "give me a face, and let it go. Today's wine money is mine."
Boom!
The middle-aged swordsman's voice didn't fall. The air on the second floor of the whole restaurant suddenly rioted. There was only a purple and black light, just like a dragon out of trouble. He went straight to the middle-aged swordsman, wearing and shooting, making the surrounding space shake up.
The middle-aged swordsman's face suddenly changed. He did not hesitate to pull out his sword, and the sword front swayed half a circle in front of him, turning into a huge arc-shaped sword mark, covering the purple and black Qi strength.
Boom!
The strong shock of the air, the thick purple and black light burst out, and instantly defeated the arc sword mark.
The middle-aged swordsman spewed out a large mouthful of blood. His figure shot back like a meteor. He smashed a wine table and was held by three other companions before he stopped.
WOW! The middle-aged swordsman's face was as white as paper.
"What are you? You dare to mind my business."
The big man gave a poo, put the purple and black spear in his hand and said coldly: "this time it's just a lesson. If you say more, I'll never let you talk."
There was anger in the middle-aged swordsman's eyes. The three people nearby knew his character and hurriedly advised him in a low voice: "brother Pang, if a hero doesn't suffer from the loss in front of him, you can't help them. Don't waste your life."
The middle-aged swordsman's face was livid, but he also understood the fact that the strength of both sides was very different, and his teeth were rattling.
"Hum! Things that don't have eyes. "
The big man swears, turns around, looks at Luo Feng and sneers, "boy, without us fighting against the devil kingdom in the West desert, do you think a rich man like you can sit here and drink
The little warrior immediately said: "four months ago, in the first battle of the blue mountains, our eldest brother killed more than ten disciples of the blood devil sect and the demons of the earth by himself! But those who come from the dead mountain and blood sea. "
Hey hey!
With a ferocious smile, the big man took out a four grade Yuan Stone and slapped it on the table in front of Luo Feng's body. He said with a smile:
"I, Yue Zongheng, am a reasonable person, and I will not bully you. Take this Yuan Stone, and the woman is mine."
Speaking, the big man strode to Xuelian and reached for her wrist.
Yang Waner and Lin Hongyi are sitting next to each other, drinking and eating calmly.
Luo Feng sighed and looked sideways at the big man. "If I were you, I would never do that."
When they heard Luo Feng's calm voice, they were surprised. They did not know why he was so calm up to now.
The big man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "if you want to stop me, try it!"
Squinting his eyes, the big man's face revealed a touch of cruelty, "but, you have to think clearly, at that time, the consequences will not be a woman can solve the problem, at least take your hand for interest!"
Seeing that Luo Feng didn't speak, the big man thought that he was frightened. He laughed and reached for Xuelian's wrist. "Come with me, you will be mine from now on..."
Wheeze!
At the moment when the big man wanted to catch Xuelian's right hand, a cold light suddenly flashed in the air. The people here only felt the spring breeze blowing on their faces, and their hearts and spirits were hard to gather. When they got back to their minds, they couldn't help but stare, as if they saw something terrible.
"Eh!"
The big man only felt the cold wrist, inexplicably, the palm of his right hand did not feel, and looked down.
Three inches above his wrist, a thread of blood appeared gradually. Then, with a snap, his palm fell to the ground, and the blood splashed out like money.
"Ah!"
It took a moment for the big man to get back to his senses, let out a shrill scream, and howled miserably with his bloody right hand,
"what happened..."
"I don't know. I didn't see it clearly. Do you see it clearly? "
"I I didn't have either. However, judging from the artistic conception just now, it should be swordsmanship. "
"Is there a swordsman master hidden here?"
They talked about it all over the place. They were shocked. They didn't know what happened. Why did Yue Zongheng, who was still arrogant just now, suddenly cut off his right hand.
Only the wounded middle-aged swordsman stared at Luo Feng in surprise.
He can see clearly. Just now, Luofeng pulled out his sword, collected it, and cut off the right hand of the big man. However, this series of movements are too fast. If it's not the sword on Luofeng's desk, and it moves a little bit, he will think it's his eyesight!
"Boss, what happened."
Four small martial artists were also shocked by the scene in front of them. They hurried forward to help the big man.
The big man was so angry that he vomited blood, glared at Luo Feng and said: "boy, how dare you plot against me! Kill! Kill them for me! "
As a shooter, his right hand was broken. It can be said that his future was ruined. The big man was so angry that he wanted to go crazy.
"It's him!"
Hearing the words of the big man, everyone was shocked. They all looked at Luo Feng and couldn't believe it.
Yue Zongheng was a great power in the middle of the yuan sea. Even if he had some carelessness, he could not be hurt casually. How old was the young swordsman in front of him? He could be hurt. The most terrible thing is that they didn't see how the other side came out of the sword.
"Boy, it's dead! It's dead. Our boss is "Ah!"
The little warrior is holding Yue Zongheng. He is just about to say two cruel words. The words are just out of his mouth. He only feels a cold in his mouth. Then, a sharp pain spreads, and a big mouth of blood is spewed out. There is a tongue in the blood.
Clang!
As he drew back his sword, Luo Feng glanced at the little warrior who was rolling on the ground in pain and said:
"whatever you want to do, you can do it, but you will be responsible for the consequences."
In the bland voice, it reveals a chilling sense of killing.
Hiss!
On the second floor of the whole restaurant, there was a clear inspiratory sound. Half for fear, half for shock, this time there are still many people, no one see how Luo Feng sword.
Do not want to cause too much movement, Luo Feng stretched out his hand to take over the storage ring of the big man, and said to Yang Waner and other people, "let's go."
Passing by the injured middle-aged swordsman, Luo Feng stops and arches