"Hahahaha, you make it sound like you can kill this old man." Looking at Ye Wuse who recovered his composure, the old man holding the glass magic bell on the opposite side didn't take it seriously, laughed a few times, and said disdainfully.
"I don't know what to call this old gentleman?" Gu Fenghua asked suddenly.
"Old man Gong Wenshi." The old man said proudly.
"Very good, Wu Se, I'll leave it to you, and you will avenge the Qin family's blood feud with your own hands." Gu Fenghua nodded and said to Ye Wuse.
"Okay." Ye Wuse nodded slowly.
"Then what about me, which one should I choose?" Lonen asked eagerly.
"You can choose by yourself, whichever is not pleasing to the eye is the one."
"What a big tone, you dare to speak wild words when you are about to die!" Hearing what the two said, a thin old man opposite rolled his triangular eyes and shouted angrily. Despite his small stature, his voice was like a bell, which made everyone's eardrums tremble.
"Okay, this old man dances happily and screams loudly, so I will choose him." Loenen waved his arm and pointed at the old man. Looking at the happy expression, it is the same as buying a grasshopper and choosing a top quality one with bright enough calls and strong vitality.
"Looking for death, how dare you be so arrogant in front of my Thunder King Tang Yongxing!" The little old man was furious.
"It turns out that your name is the King of Thunder and Lightning. It just so happens that I will let you taste the taste of five thunderbolts in a while!" Luo Enen looked even more delighted if he met a bosom friend.
It's no wonder that Miss Luo is so happy. The holy master is talking about practicing sword skills, but generally speaking, most of them are sword skills. There are very few real holy methods. Many so-called holy methods are even sword skills at all. It comes from a simulation, and it is not a real holy law at all.
And her Nine Heavens Illusory Thunder Sword, half of sword skills, half of it is the real holy law, and it is also an extremely rare thunder-type holy law. Hearing that Tang Yongxing claims to be the king of thunder and lightning, he must have practiced the real thunder-type holy law. It was rare for Qi to meet an opponent, Miss Luo was naturally overjoyed.
"Little girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, you want to die!" Of course, Tang Yongxing couldn't be happy when he heard her words, and he was about to shoot with a roar.
Although his cultivation base is one level lower than Qi Qinghong's, he has always had a hot temper, and because of his practice of the sacred law, his reputation is somewhat louder than Qi Qinghong's, and no one has ever dared to do this in front of him. Arrogant, let alone a little girl of the sixth rank of the emperor!
"Wait, wait, don't do anything yet!" At this moment, the fat man rushed out with small steps and shouted at Tang Yongxing.
When he was talking, he still had that harmless smile on his face, paired with that white, fat and extremely pleasing face, like a street vendor who was about to sell Shiquan Dabu pills to people.
Although Fatty Bai's cultivation base of the sixth rank of Disheng is still one level behind Tang Yong's, but such a cultivation base is definitely worthy of the title of a strong man in the entire Promise Sacred Heaven. If it were someone else with such a cultivation base, how could they show such a philistine smile on a normal day if their eyes were higher than the top and majestic. Tang Yongxing looked at the six golden holy beads between his eyebrows, and then at the smile on his face, no matter how weird he looked, he subconsciously paused.
"I haven't chosen yet. You can do it after I have chosen." The white fat man smiled and Mimi looked at the faces of Qi Qinghong and the others, and finally pointed at another old man of the seventh rank of the emperor, as if a little He said helplessly, "It seems that the selection is almost done, and you are the only one left who is still decent, so let's choose you."
"Haha, hahahaha" Hearing Fatty Bai's words, Qi Qinghong and the others were startled for a moment, and then laughed out of breath, laughing so hard that tears almost fell down.
As far as the strength of this fat white man is concerned, he does have the capital of arrogance, but the arrogance depends on who is in front of him. Could it be that he can't count, or is color blind, so he can't see the seven golden holy beads on their foreheads? ? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com