Chapter 632 Challenges at the Banquet

Three seats sat down, and Meximen was not polite. He directly picked up a glass of wine on the table and drank it all. He smashed his mouth and said, "That's it..."

"Hm..." Three moans came from behind. The three descendants of the Bixiao Holy Land struggled to stand up. Among them, the first young man who was punched out by Zhuge Fuliang stood up. Among these three people, it was obvious that this person had a hot temper and said angrily, "You... How dare you take action against us? Do you know that we are from the Holy Land of Bixiao!"

"I have already apologized~~" Zhuge Fuliang said innocently.

But at this moment, his face is so beaten in everyone's eyes. Is this called an apology? This is an obvious scoundrel.

"FUCK!" The three shouted together, but did not dare to come forward again.

Zhuge raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't bully others too much. I rarely apologize for beating people."

The three of them were dark-faced. The hot-tempered teenager looked at the girl in the Fallen Leaf Flying Flower Pavilion and said, "You Fallen Leaf Flying Flower Pavilion care about such an arrogant behavior!"

The girl came to her senses after being drunk. At this moment, her brain was completely confused, but she still knew that she couldn't afford to offend the people in the Bixiao Holy Land, and immediately walked towards Zhuge Fuliang.

"This is not your place, please..."

"Wow~~~"

Before the girl finished her words, Zhuge Butang raised his palm directly, but did not hurt her, but wrapped the girl with an invisible force and threw it directly out of the palace. Everyone in the distance heard a "pop" sound, and it was obvious that the girl fell into the lake.

Before Zhuge Butong stopped, another golden figure flashed in front of him. A man in a golden robe suddenly appeared in front of Zhuge Butang, and a golden blade flew out and cut at Zhuge Butang.

Zhuge Buliang sat back in his position and punched him without raising his head. The sharp blade was smashed under Zhuge Buliang's fist, and the fist wind directly forced the man in a golden robe out.

"Is this the hospitality of your Fallen Leaf Flying Flower Pavilion?" Zhuge Bu Liang's eyebrows were frivolous and said lightly.

The man in the golden robe looked rigorous. With the punch just now, the man in the golden robe had already felt the oppressive momentum on the other party.

"I don't welcome a rude person like you!" The man in gold robe said.

"Are you the stew manager here?" Zhuge Buchang took a look at him and said, "You are not qualified to drive me away."

"Humph!"

The momentum of the man in the golden robe suddenly became stronger. This is a cultivation who is almost about to enter the realm of not being too empty, but the general cultivation still stays in the realm of Taoism and peeping into the sky.

A golden shadow rushed towards Zhuge B no Liang. Zhu Ge B no Liang took action very quickly and raised the sniper gun behind him with a wave of his hand, just aiming at the top of the head of the man in the golden robe. At the same time, a strong momentum shrouded the man in the golden robe, and the period could not move at all.

"Move again and break your head." Zhuge Buliang pointed a shot at the head of the man in a golden robe, and one foot was on the table, showing his domineering momentum.

"Get out!"

Mo Ximen, sitting next to Zhuge Fuliang, raised his foot on the lower abdomen of the man in the golden robe, kicked him out, and rolled out dozens of meters away from the ground.

A pair of stunned eyes gathered on the two people at the banquet. At this moment, everyone can see that these two people are not good.

"Well, who is so arrogant? It's you." A cold shout sounded. On the banquet table not far away, there sat a white-haired old man and a heroic young man. At this moment, it was the white-haired old man who was talking.

"Do we know each other?" Zhuge Buliang narrowed his eyes.

"I'm Chang Yun in the Jade Dynasty!" The white-haired old man stood up and suddenly exploded. He turned out to be a master who could not be too weak.

This kind of character even frowns a little.

And the heroic young man standing behind Chang Yun also stood up and looked at the momentum on his body. It should be Dao Yun peeping at the peak of the sky.

"Zhu Xian Ge~~" Zhu Ge Fu Liang licked his lips. Since it was the people of Zhu Xian Ge who were looking for his own trouble, it was not surprising. After all, he just had a grudge with Zhu Xiange some time ago.

"What about the Jade Dynasty Pavilion? Eat me?" Zhuge Buleang sneered, sat back in his seat, picked up a glass of wine and licked it.

Chang Yunlong walked to the center of the hall and shouted, "Zhuge Buliang, I know the power of the magic weapon in your hand. If you don't use that magic weapon, how dare you fight with me!"

"Idiot, why don't I use it if I have a magic weapon?" Zhuge Bulous smiled shamelessly, stood up again, and the sniper gun was aimed at Chang Yun.

Chang Yun's eyebrows frowned and his face changed, but he quickly calmed down: "It seems that it's not as good as being famous as meeting. The seven-star treasure body is just a timid and incompetent person."

"Well said!" Not far away, another person stood up. It was a young man in white. He was thin and weak. He looked weak, but his eyes were as horrible as hell. He said, "What Elder Chang Yun said is that it's not a big deal for me to look at the seven-star treasure body. Since his debut, which battle has not relied on foreign treasures in his hands. If you don't have a foreign treasure in your hand, it's not a big deal.

Zhuge Fuliang looked at the young man in white and frowned. He didn't seem to know who this man was.

"Zhuge is not clear, do you dare to fight or not!" Chang Yun is aggressive and humane.

Mo Ximen, standing behind Zhuge Buteng's eyes were solemn. He knew Zhuge Buteng's character. Although this guy's strength is not bad, he is too impulsive. At present, he is provoked by Chang Yun in front of so many people, and he will inevitably make some extreme actions.

"The descendant of the Eight Wastes, Jin Wu, Nan Yuehui visited~~"

With a shout, more than a dozen practitioners entered the palace. The two leaders were Nan Yuehui and a young man in a golden robe. They must be Jin Wu, the first descendant of the Eight Wastes Sect.

Although Nan Yuehui's cultivation is excellent, he is not determined to be in the Eight Waste Religion. His eyes are longer than that of the descendants in the ordinary religion. Therefore, he did not become the first descendant of the Eight Wastes Religion, but gave the identity of the heir to Jin Wu, whose strength was slightly inferior to his own.

The visit of the Eight Wastes Religion, the largest teacher in the Honghuang Fairyland, immediately attracted the attention of many people.

And Nan Yuehui also saw Zhuge Buliang at a glance. He felt that the atmosphere in the hall was a little delicate. He couldn't help frowning and looked at Jin Wu beside him.

Chang Yun is still benevolent: "What's wrong? Zhuge Fuliang, are you afraid of war?

"Well, the seven-star treasure body is just a false name~~" The mysterious young man in white in the distance also sneered.

Chang Yun took a look at the people of the Eight Waste Religion, also glanced around, and said awe-inspiringly, "Guys, today is a good time to get rid of this scourge for the three major domains. We will work together to remove the head of the seven stars. And now that the Taoist friends of the Eight Wastes Church have also come, I don't believe so many of us, but I can't help him!"

His words obviously also want to bring the people of the Eighths Sect into the water.

Nan Yuehui frowned. It is reasonable to say that he belongs to the power of Dajiao Xianmen, but he should stand on the same line. However, Nan Yuehui didn't want to fight with Zhuge Fuliang because of this. Even if the two wanted to fight, they had to fight openly. This kind of battle of bullying more and less made Nan Yuehui a little disgusted.

However, Jin Wu beside Nan Yuehui's eyes were hot and whispered, "Brother Yuehui, this is a good opportunity. If we can kill Zhuge Buliang, this is a good opportunity to become famous. And this son has a treasure of immortals in his hand. If it can be owned by our Eight Waste Religion, those who peep into our first religion in the world will not dare to make it again in the future.

Nan Yuehui frowned, but did not say anything.

"Guys, let's work together to kill the alien!" Chang Yun said righteously.

"Old man, have you finished talking~~" Zhuge Butong said speechlessly, "Look at your righteous and awe-inspiring appearance. What's wrong? Think this is an inspirational film~~"

Mo Ximen said, "I just said that I was fighting alone, but in a blink of an eye, I pulled a gang again. It's really shameless. Are you afraid?"

"Afraid? Humph! What about fighting alone? Zhuge Butliang, do you dare to fight with me?!" Chang Yun pointed to Zhuge but Liang and shouted.

"One-on-one, come on!" Zhuge Buching kicked over the table and scolded loudly.

In this regard, Mexico does not say anything anymore. Fighting alone is much better than a crowd picking major sects.