Chapter 161

It was the old man who came out of his shop slowly.

The old man narrowed his eyes and seemed to be startled by the crowd at the door.

"What are you doing?" The old man was in a daze for a long time, and he jumped out.

All around the crowd burst into laughter, someone said with a smile: "old man, are there any people in your shop?"

"Get out of the way! Let's go in and see the God of matchless sword

"The old man is stupid. Step back to avoid bumping into you."

All the people yelled, and the old man was so scared that he didn't know where to move his feet.

"Come on, slow down. It's OK! Take a break here. " Seeing this, Shen Jianxin strode out and helped the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man was ungrateful. As soon as he earned it, he broke away from the support of Shen Jianxin.

"This is the first sword in the world? I don't look so good! " The old man leaned to Fang Weiling's side and took the short blade in his hand.

As he said this, the old man pulled out his sword and pulled it out of the scabbard. This action was looked at by yingyue, just a sneer with disdain on his face.

"This Dao has the most powerful meaning of Miyamoto university normal school. Not everyone can pull it out at will! You... "

Before yingyue finished talking, the short blade had been pulled out by the old man who sold beef and scraped the blade on the dirty sole twice.

"Steel mouth is very common!" The old man flicked his finger on the blade.

I only heard a buzzing sound. The tip of the knife was broken by his finger and fell to the ground.

In a flash, an unyielding sword rose to the sky and soared to the sky.

Almost all of the people present felt the chill, just like being drenched in a basin of ice water from head to foot in the middle of winter.

If it's just this bad feeling, it's all right. The dazzling silver blade from the old man in the ragged sheepskin coat will shine on him like a ball of light with thorns in a moment, which makes people unable to look directly at him.

"Ah! Ah, ah Many people were stabbed by this peerless sword. They couldn't help closing their eyes and yelling.

At this time, everyone's ears heard a voice full of dignity and banter at the same time, saying: "those who have no ability to watch a play, you'd better quickly disappear!"

WOW! The crowd retreated like a tide, leaving only the masters who could stand the glare of the knife.

Shen Jianxin quickly protects Feng Xinxin's eyes and pulls her cousin into her arms. She is very proud, not to mention how happy she is.

"Wait, no! Who's that old man? He, he can't be the matchless sword God fengjiuxiao Shen Jianxin flashed in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

According to most people's understanding, Phoenix jiuxiao, the matchless sword God of the Central Plains' Wulin alliance leader, should be an immortal. It's amazing and gorgeous, just like the sword immortal coming into the world.

I think Ximen chuixue, the former sword God, is the most beautiful man in the world.

Phoenix jiuxiao is a magnificent name, with Phoenix singing, straight up to jiuxiao!

What the hell! He shouldn't be the bad old man who sells beef soup in a broken sheepskin jacket all day!

Shen Jian calmed down and looked forward.

I saw the bad old man buttoned his nose and yelled, "I'm Feng jiuxiao!"

This speech, not only is Shen Jianxin Leng, even that yingyue also full face of disbelief.

How could a generation of sword gods look like this?

"Are you Feng jiuxiao? Do you have a certificate? " Yingyue said this stupid sentence without thinking.

The five true disciples of Wushuang sword sect are standing here. Who dares to pretend to be their master, fengjiuxiao?

Sure enough, the five guys bowed their hands and said, "see you, master!"

Behind them, came all the heroes of the Wulin and said in unison: "meet the Lord of Fengcheng!"

The poor old man who sold beef soup laughed twice and whistled in the yard.

A little yellow dog jumped out of the threshold and wagged its tail around him.

The old Feng shook half of the knife in his hand and said with a smile, "what kind of palace is this knife? This person's ability is just ordinary. He's not worthy to be my opponent! "

Ying Yue's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that Feng jiuxiao's real face was so old. For a moment, he didn't like each other.

Although Feng jiuxiao can break the sabre of Miyamoto Normal University, if he doesn't even have this ability, how can he be an opponent of Miyamoto Normal University!

However, this bad old man said that Miyamoto Normal University is not his opponent, mostly boasting! This man is old and confused. He can't even keep his appearance. It's hard to say that he still has some fighting power left!

When yingyue wanted to reach here, she couldn't help but feel proud and said with a laugh: "I can't imagine that the matchless sword God can only show off his tongue! If you don't dare to compete, forget it! I will naturally bring the news to Miyamoto

When yingyue said that, more than half of the people on the scene glared at each other, hoping to rush up and kill the tusk.

For a time, everyone's eyes were fixed on the Fengcheng Lord.

Feng jiuxiao laughs and doesn't seem to like it. Instead, she says with a smile, "you Japanese teacher's Kung Fu is not good. It's really not up to my level. Don't mention me, even this dog can beat him! Do you believe it? "

"You, you old... Deceive too much!" Yingyue almost scolded the old man, but then he thought that he was on the other side's territory, so he just swallowed it.

"I didn't bully you! I'm telling the truth! With your Miyamoto's strength, it's a little weaker than my wangchai! " Feng jiuxiao blinked his eyes and said seriously.

Yingyue was so angry that he said angrily: "don't say it! Tomorrow afternoon, Miyamoto Normal University will be waiting for you in Heiya reef, if you dare not come! Just afraid of us! I'm too lazy to tell you

Having said that, yingyue turned around and left. He was so angry that he couldn't fight. He didn't dare to fight, so he had to leave.

It was quiet all around. Everyone held his breath, even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Because everyone is thinking of a question in their heart, what's the matter with the Lord of Fengcheng? Did he close his head to something wrong? It's said that Toyo's first knife can't match the little dog in his arms?

Although such a way of swearing is really refreshing! But it's also true that you avoid fighting! Is Feng jiuxiao really old? Do you have to rely on this way of pretending to be crazy?

Even the five zhenzhuan disciples looked at each other. They did not expect that the master would hold a dog to fight with the Japanese, which was almost unimaginable in front of the former master.

"There seems to be something wrong with the master of Fengcheng!" Xiong Jingbian said in a low voice.

Shen Jianxin's face was a little strange. He seemed to have grasped something, but he didn't know how to describe it.

But he knew that his intuitive judgment was the opposite of what most people saw.

At this time, Fang Weiling cautiously arched his hand and asked: "master, just go out of the pass! Will tomorrow's Duel continue? "

Fang Weiling asked this question, which is also a question that everyone present wants to know.

Phoenix nine Xiao ha ha a smile, put down the dog in the bosom, smile way: "go! Of course! But it's not me or you! It's it! With its fighting power, it is enough to defeat that Miyamoto! "

This speech a, all people on the scene stare round eyes, straight at Feng City Lord.

"The master of Fengcheng is really humorous!"

"He's not serious, is he? I really want to fight Miyamoto with that dog! "

"No, I must be dreaming! Wake me up! Push! What a terrible dream

"Ah Someone covered his head and cried out in pain.

At this time, all the people saw the old phoenix city master suddenly and said, "Oh, I forgot! Wang Chai doesn't know the way! It can't go to the duel place

"By the way, which of you would like to send it?" Feng jiuxiao asked with a smile.

When the old man asked, he stopped almost everyone.

Take a local dog to fight with the first sword in the East. This kind of thing should be passed down through the ages!

That Japanese first Dao is not for fun. Maybe people will cut the dog deliverer into ten pieces in anger. The probability of this kind of thing is too high! It's 100%!

Who would do such a stupid thing? And this way of death is too obscure!

"Would anyone like to send him to the duel?" Feng jiuxiao asked again with a smile.

"I will!" In the crowd, a handsome young man shouts.

This man is no other than Shen Jianxin!