Chapter 128 Jinglong Three

"Sorry, everyone, this is my friend. If there is any interruption, please forgive me. I will make up the full amount of the consumption on that day." Mu Feng said, casually took out a purple gold card and threw it at the rude middle-aged man just now.

"Purple Gold Card?" After receiving the gold card thrown by Mu Feng, the man was a little surprised. He didn't expect the bald man to have such a rich friend. You should know that the specifications of the purple gold card need at least 100,000 gold coins.

After seeing the visitor, Bai Shui complained dissatisfiedly, "Mu Feng, where have you been in the past three days without telling me?"

"I'm practicing. It's been three days unconsciously, but I didn't count you. I'm sorry to make you hungry!" Mu Feng took Baishui and ignored the group of people in the restaurant and walked towards the box upstairs. He said lightly, "I'm hungry. We want to eat!"

Then the two middle-aged men walked away in their angry eyes. The men who were originally aggressive were completely dumbfounded. Mu Feng and the two ordered a table of food before they began to eat beautifully. In the end, the old man had to accompany the smiling face. The customer must be completely executed by God in this level of restaurant.

"Dear guest, this is your purple gold card." Just now, the aggressive old man greeted him with a smile when he saw Mu Feng and the two of them out of the box.

"Oh, thank you!"

"White water, is the 'Dragon Three Type' I gave you that time still suitable?" On the way back, Mu Feng asked the white water that had just eaten happily.

"Did you say that the book was thrown to me in the cave last time? At first, I just thought it was this garbage and didn't pay attention to it. Didn't I look for you? I picked it up and turned it up when I was bored. It is really very suitable for me with the blood of the dragon clan, but the meridians inside are still different from the flow of real dragon energy, but as It is not easy for a human to create such a powerful martial arts skill. White water interface.

A black line appears on Mufeng's head. What is garbage? Can garbage be placed in a treasure box? He said, "Take this purple gold card first. Remember to swipe your card when you go out for dinner. I'm going out in a couple of days. I don't know when I'll be back. You can stay here first and I'll come to you later."

"Didn't you just come back? Why do you want to go out so soon?" Bai Shui's face was full of unwillingness, and then suddenly thought of something and said happily, "Why don't you let me go with you?"

"Is that so?" Mu Feng muttered that the woman didn't seem to be allowed to take others. She went there first and said, "I can take you there with you, but if the owner there doesn't agree, you must go back to the hotel. Is that okay?"

"Of course, as long as there is food, it doesn't matter where you go." Baishui has always habitually thought that as long as he followed Mufeng, he would eat meat, and he didn't think much about it.

"Well, it's time to do the homework you must do every day after dinner." Mu Feng said without blushing, and Bai Shui habitually thought that such a game was good for him, even if his opponent was not as strong as he thought.

In the special channel of the competition, listening to the overwhelming shouts in the audience, this is the first time to participate in the competition. Baishui's popularity has been so high. The organizer even directly canceled the handicap of Baishui. He is the favorite of the audience.

The opponent is a super-level strongman, which is also invited by the underground arena. Few super-level strongmen in such a small city are willing to show up, but Baishui's performance is so eye-catching that the arena has to make this strategy.

"The underground arena is really big. I didn't expect to invite me just to deal with a young boy." The middle-aged man in the ring said lightly to the white water on one side. Bai Shui did not answer, just because he didn't like uncle-level men, and his opponent's breath was as strong as a rock, and he seemed to be a powerful player.

Just as the referee announced the start of the game, the whole audience was boiling again, but the middle-aged man took the lead. He didn't feel the breath of his opponent, which made him feel very uneasy. The opponent was obviously only a young man in his 20s, and his whole body burst out and attacked the white water like a sea.

"Real dragon spirit..." Baishui shouted softly, and a dragon-shaped virtual shadow wrapped around the white water. The stormy energy was actually divided into both sides and rushed to the middle-aged man against the pressure of white water.

"Demon..." The figure that had just rushed out was blocked by a group of illusory demons with teeth and claws. The white water's body slowed down, and there was a brief vacuum in his sight, but there was a sound of breaking the wind behind him. The middle-aged man's speed was not slow. He took advantage of this empty time to see the flaws, and the purple-gray air lingered behind the white water in his hand. Go." Bang..." The purple-gray energy collided steadily with the dragon-shaped virtual shadow, and the white water's body only moved slightly, and the hand with the sub-sacred weapon fist has been grasped towards the middle-aged man. Sn..." After a slight collision, the man's hand, which had just stretched out, was scratched by a large area of flesh and blood.

"Daw..." Unexpectedly, he took the lead in launching the attack and suffered losses. His physical protection was like air, and he was broken by the other party without much defensive effect. Dodging to the side of the ring, he shouted with a ferocious face: "Sansheng extradition, lead Huangquan, now I will open the door to hell..." Baishui opposite looked at the middle-aged man with great interest and did not disturb him.

A magic door was pulled out from the void, revealing a deep black silence, and I don't know where it leads to. Mufeng's eyes in the original passage quietly turned silver, and the silk-origin regular power appeared in Mufeng's eyes. The magic gate was condensed from huge energy and sucking like a whirlpool, which should be connected to another space. Extradition of Huangquan...?" Mu Feng sneered and said that this is just a space magic door that can be randomly transmitted at a short distance. If it is sucked in, it will be transmitted elsewhere. How can it be said?

However, the white water in the middle of the ring did not know it. The dark magic door began to twist and rotate. The white water only felt an unparalleled force pulling him towards the magic gate. The whole body actually had a light feeling, as if it would go in the air at any time, and it became extremely painful to move.

"Break it!" Bai Shui shouted, did not retreat, and his figure swept towards the Gate of Magic. So the audience only saw a streamer flashed by. In the blink of an eye, the player who had a slight advantage in the ring disappeared in the Gate of Magic. Did the game really end in this way?

"Idiot..." Seeing his opponent's crazy behavior, the middle-aged man was also puzzled and couldn't help cursing. Either his head was caught in the door, otherwise who else would rush to death?

"he!" The middle-aged man whispered, and the magic door in the void began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Suddenly, a force came from the spiritual perception of the middle-aged man, and the magic student who was about to heal was stopped. "Roar..." A dragon sound that shocked the whole audience came from the magic gate.

"Has this guy changed back to the real body of Qilong?" Hearing the deterrence from the ring, Mu Feng in the channel carefully paid attention to the changes in the field and muttered.

The door of magic was broken and shattered in the void. A thin figure fell from the inside, and the bald head was shining under the flash.

"Hey..." Bai Shui actually smiled in front of the audience, and saw him pointing to the void with one hand, and a magic door like a man just now appeared again, emitting a dark light. Then a strong involvement in the middle-aged man, how could a briefly distracted man expect that his exclusive skills would be used by his opponents to deal with him?

The figure of the middle-aged man disappeared in place, and when the magic gate was the most fragile when it first condensed, the purple-gray energy rolled towards the magic gate. Unexpectedly, he was blocked by a figure and whispered, "The latent dragon..." The dragon-shaped shadow originally attached to the surface of the white water body turned into a huge real dragon form. The more it condensed, the more it roared towards the man, and the huge dragon power was overwhelming.

The man under Longwei actually found that his body could no longer move at all. Under this pressure, he actually had a feeling of wanting to collapse. The dragon shadow penetrated the man. The man only felt a heart-wary pain, as if something was missing. There was a sharp pain behind him again, and his whole body seemed to collapse. White water's hand with the sub-sacred weapon directly pierced the man's back. The man's eyes were blurred, and he shook a few times and fell to the ground.