The central square is a place where women and children in the village gossip.
At this moment, the square is crowded with people.
Villagers from many tribes were also around.
Luo Yun heard Meng Zixuan's words.
Also came in a hurry.
Squeeze into the crowd.
I saw Feng Lingche sitting in the middle with his chest up.
The expression is serious.
Beside him are two elders, Fengquan and Fengting.
Sitting opposite them were two old men, their breath calm and introverted.
Although Luo Yun didn't know him, he probably guessed that they were the two elders, Heiye and Heilong, from Heishuizhai.
Sitting between the two of them was an extremely ugly man with a crooked face.
It must be their young master.
Summer.
There are about 20 disciples behind them.
All of them looked like they had taken stimulants.
With a fierce look on his face, high spirits, and a sword on his body.
Look at the aura fluctuations on your body.
They should all be enlightened teenagers.
If nothing else, these should be the most elite group of disciples in Blackwater.
this
If you really fight.
Qingfengzhai is in danger.
What to do
"The two elders, and the young master Satsuma, I don't know what orders you have to come to our village in such a big battle."
Just as Luo Yun was thinking wildly, Feng Lingche spoke in fear.
"Patriarch Feng Lingche, todaywe are here to greet the bride, call your daughter out quickly."
? On the side of Heishuizhai, Young Master Satsuma took the lead. His words were disdainful, and his crooked face showed lewdness, as if he didn't pay attention to the people of Qingfengzhai.
There was a commotion among the crowd.
It seems that there are voices of dissatisfaction, coming to welcome the relatives, this attitude?
And you didn't bring anything?
The sedan chair was also missing.
Returning the sword is in the body.
Do you understand etiquette?
Seeing this Satsuma, Luo Yun finally understood why it was so painful for Feng Ling to marry him.
It's fucking.
It's really ugly, even if you are ugly, you are still so rude
"Oh? Young Master Satsuma, didn't we already set a date last time, the little girl will be a filial piety at home for a month, so far, it seems that the time has not yet come."
Feng Lingche still didn't dare to make mistakes, and asked tactfully, in an extremely humble manner.
"Ahem, the date set by the Hefeng patriarch last time was indeed five days later, but our clan has been affected by bad luck recently, and disciples have died for no reason one after another.
The patriarch's wife is also in poor health and urgently needs something to celebrate, so the patriarch hopes to get married for the dog today, I believe the patriarch Feng will not have any opinions. "
Heiye took the call.
However, what he said made the women and children around Qingfeng Village even more dissatisfied.
Feng Lingche's face was also ugly.
I love my daughter.
Still a cultivator of the sixth level of enlightenment.
It was actually regarded as a tool for celebrating happiness! !
Too useless.
Luo Yun looked around again, but he didn't see the girl Fengling, so he didn't know where he went.
"I'm afraid this is not in line with the etiquette of our clan. Forgive me for not agreeing to your request. I hope Elder Heiye will go back and report to Patriarch Sa, and say that in five days, my Qingfeng Village will definitely send my beloved daughter to you. Please bear with me."
Feng Lingche was a little tougher this time, after all, there are so many clansmen around.
The head of his clan.
Do not abandon dignity.
Heilong and Heiye seemed not surprised by Feng Lingche's answer.
There was no anger on the sharp face.
Instead, he showed a meaningful smile.
"Patriarch Feng, how about this, our Black Water Village doesn't want to be arrogant, we brought some incompetent disciples today, why don't we let the young disciples under the age of 30 from our two villages come out to compete.
If you win, we will return empty-handed today, if you lose, your daughter, we will take it away. "
Heiye said lightly, with confidence in his eyes.
And the twenty or so teenagers standing behind him all looked excited, and their hands were already tightly grasping their weapons.
Ready to move.
The purpose of their early arrival today.
?It wasn't for welcoming the relatives at all.
Rather.
Consume the new force of Qingfeng Village first.
Then they leveled their entire Qingfeng Village.
I heard from the patriarch that all the women will be given to them when the time comes.
How could they not be excited.
And the woman from Qingfengzhai.
I don't know if it's because of water and soil, or what.
Anyway, they are notoriously white and pretty, and all of them have big breasts and buttocks.
Get moving
certainly.
This is just the opinion of the people from Heishuizhai.
?Because Heishuizhai doesn't know whether the genetic problem is something.
All of them are crooked melons and dates, like dinosaurs
"Hei Yu, you should go up to learn about Qingfengzhai's brilliant moves, and report your age and cultivation by the way."
Elder Heiye did not wait for Feng Lingche to agree.
Has already called someone out.
"Yes, elder!"
The boy from Heifengzhai whose name was named looked young, with a thin figure and a well-dressed outfit.
With a breath of air, he jumped up high from behind, and landed lightly in the center of the hall, with his hands behind his back, and his provocative gaze swept towards the crowd in Qingfengzhai.
"Hei Yu, the most incompetent disciple in Heishuizhai, is sixteen years old and has a fourth-level spiritual enlightenment. I don't know who will come to give advice?"
Sixteen years old, the fourth level of enlightenment.
In fact, it is not very powerful.
At least not even the wind chime.
But Hei Yu stood there for a long time.
There was no movement in Qingfengzhai for a long time.
Because the patriarch has not yet spoken.
"Patriarch Feng, your people can't be so bad, right? There isn't a single enlightened person, or are they all a group of shrinking turtles?"
The smile on Hei Yu's face had clearly turned into a sarcasm, and the disciples behind him all showed contempt.
They obviously came with a purpose.
It's not that Patriarch Feng doesn't want to send people to fight.
Rather than knowing how to pie.
Because on my side, there are people above the fourth level of enlightenment.
Except for her own daughter, Feng Ling, who was at the sixth level of enlightenment at the age of fifteen, the rest Meng Zixuan was at the fourth level of enlightenment at the age of eighteen, and Zhao Haoran was at the fifth level of enlightenment at the age of nineteen.
how to spell.
There are so many older people.
It's okay to go out and win.
Lost.
It is even more embarrassing
"Qingfengzhai, Meng Zixuan, eighteen years old, the fourth level of spiritual enlightenment. Please advise."
Just when Luo Yun was thinking about whether to go up, Meng Zixuan rushed out of the crowd without fear and jumped up. This guy has a bit of a temper.
at this point!
Quite like a young man.
"It goes without saying, I will teach you well."
Hei Yu chuckled, and said in a low voice with obvious sarcasm.
Not at all, let Meng Zixuan take it to heart.
"Hmph! Take a punch from me."
Hei Yu's contemptuous eyes made Meng Zixuan angry in his heart. With a low growl, his spiritual power was concentrated in his right arm, and his fist slammed into Hei Yu's face with an ear-piercing sound.
"Hehe, is that the extent?"
Hei Yu sneered in his heart, raised his right hand, and a layer of dark light suddenly flashed on the palm of his hand.
It was also a plain punch, neither of them had any exercises.
The two fists collided, and there was only a "click", and Meng Zixuan's fist was dislocated, his face showed pain, and his entire upper body leaned back.
Hei Yu let out a smirk from the corner of his mouth, and swung his left fist out suddenly. During the swing, it was also covered with red light, and slammed into Meng Zixuan's abdomen fiercely. This time, it was no longer an ordinary punch, but their fist. What the people in the village learned from the Temple of Zhanqing
"Red palm!"
"Bang!" The fist covered in red light hit Meng Zixuan's abdomen heavily, sinking deeply.
Meng Zixuan's face turned extremely pale all of a sudden, he flew upside down with a muffled groan, turned over in mid-air a few times, and landed heavily on the ground, the blood in his chest and abdomen rolled, and finally spit out with a "poof". A Rocket lay on the ground with his hands covering his stomach and twitched, unable to stand up at all.
"Meng Zixuan!"
"Zixuan!!"
Two disciples of Qingfengzhai rushed forward and helped Meng Zixuan who was vomiting blood on the ground.
This injury didn't last for a month or two!
Don't even think about going to the ground.
"Hey, I can't help hitting." Hei Yu continued to stand on the stage with a sneer on his face.
The elders of Qingfengzhai also had solemn faces. This Meng Zixuan and Hei Yu were similar in age and cultivation level. They thought that even if they were defeated, they could at least last for a long time, but they didn't expect that Meng Zixuan would be defeated after only two encounters. Flat out.
This is the black water village.
Is the strength already this terrifying?
thistwo months!
Don't even think about going to the ground.
"Hey, I can't help hitting." Hei Yu continued to stand on the stage with a sneer on his face.
The elders of Qingfengzhai also had solemn faces. This Meng Zixuan and Hei Yu were similar in age and cultivation level. They thought that even if they were defeated, they could at least last for a long time, but they didn't expect that Meng Zixuan would be defeated after only two encounters. Flat out.