Chapter 470 Yuanshen Bubble Wine

Mo Ximen's words inadvertently hurt Huo Buyun. At this moment, his face was extremely embarrassed, his fists were clenched, and the blue veins on his forehead exploded. People around him are whispering, and even many people have laughed out loud.

"Master Mo, we have never had a grudge. This is between me and this person. I hope you don't interfere." Huo Buyun said with a gloomy face.

"I didn't interfere. I interrupted." Messiman spread out his hands and said, "I didn't sleep to him. You can do whatever you want." With that, Mo Ximen gave Zhuge Fuliang a look.

Huo Buyun's face is much better. He turned his head to Zhuge Buliang and said, "Zhuge Buliang, you have to calculate the kindness and resentment."

"There is such a big thing in your family, and you still have the leisure to talk about it here." Zhuge Buleang took a sip of wine with a smile.

"You..." Two fierce lights shot out of Huo Buyun's eyes.

Several disciples of Jidao Xianmen who followed him also complained one after another. They did not dare to do anything to Mo Ximen, but it did not mean that they did not dare to target Zhuge Fuliang. Immediately, a nun said delicately, "A hooligan!"

"Who called me?" Liu Mang raised his head.

"It's your business. Drink your wine." Zhuge Bu Liang stared at him.

Huo Buyun took a step forward, and a strong sense of oppression invaded. This is a cultivation in the realm of concentration, and he is still at the peak.

"Brother Huo, don't be afraid of him. This man can only become famous in the southern region by relying on yin and yang fire. Now the yin and yang fire are gone, and he doesn't rely on it anymore!" The nun next to her said coldly.

"Puff!"

But as soon as she spoke, the blood flashed, and her head collapsed directly. The headless body fell to the ground, and everyone changed color.

Zhuge Buzuo flicked his fingers and sneered, "Ordinary disciples dare to talk to me like this."

Everyone was so surprised that no one saw how he took action. Even Mo Ximen couldn't help but look at it, and he didn't notice what means Zhuge Fuliang used.

"You... What a boldness!" Another practitioner of the Jidao Fairy Sect immediately turned pale. He looked at the headless body on the ground in surprise. Obviously, the nun's balan had been destroyed.

"Qing'er!" The monk shouted bitterly and stared at Zhuge unright with red eyes. This monk was the man's fairy couple. Seeing that his fairy couple had been killed, how could he calm down and immediately rushed to Zhuge Fuliang.

Huo Buyun's face changed. He had felt that something was completely beyond his expectation. He wanted to catch the man, but it was too late.

"It's settled!"

Zhuge Fuliang raised his hand and pointed, and the figure was fixed in an instant.

"Bang!"

Zhuge Budang slapped him out directly, and the man's head was separated from his body and flew out obliquely. Immediately, he raised his hand and pointed, and the man's head flew out into a blood fog.

After all this, Zhuge Fuliang poured a glass of wine for himself again and drank it by himself. It seems that I just did a trivial thing.

At this moment, everyone was shocked beyond words, and they suddenly remembered something. Although the person in front of him is famous by yin and yang fire, he competed with impermanence not long ago. How could he have no strength?

What shocked everyone more was that this man dared to openly attack the Jidao Fairy Gate at the banquet of Xuantian Dance Pavilion, and he was not afraid at all.

"You are looking for death!" Huo Buyun's face was solemn. He made a strange mark on his hands, and a piece of jade flew out of his head, shining. Yushihua protects himself for a black turtle the size of a hill. At the same time, a divine bird with colorful glow flew to Zhuge.

Huo Buyun is a generation of talents of Jidao Xianmen. He has the strength to win the identity of a descendant, and his action is naturally extraordinary. The turtle protected his body, waiting for him to add an unbreakable shield. The colorful glowing divine bird is a powerful lethal power.

Zhuge Fuliang took a step and left the banquet and met the flying bird.

His palm was as sharp as a heavenly knife, and he cut down with force. The divine bird hissed and was shattered by a palm, turning into a little light and dissipating.

At the same time, Zhuge Buliang stepped forward, came to Huo Buyun's body and punched out.

Huo Buyun showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. He was full of confidence in this mysterious turtle shield. Unless he was a strong man higher than his big level, he could not break it at all.

"Dong!"

Zhuge Buliang punched the black turtle shield, and the black turtle shield shook. Huo Buyun's face inside turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Dong!"

Another punch fell. This time, the crack on the black turtle shield said, "Ka-a" withered like broken glass.

"What!" Huo Buyun was shocked. He didn't expect that Zhuge Buliang could break the defense of the Xuangui Shield. His mysterious turtle shield has been sacrificed for hundreds of years. Unless he is a person whose realm is higher than his own, he can't break it at all. But how did he know that in the domineering place where Zhuge Buliang was pregnant with the Taiwu Heart Sutra, even the practitioners who peeped into the realm of heaven would have to drink hatred.

Two punches, just two punches broke the super defensive turtle shield.

But it was too late to regret at this time. Zhuge Buliang had stepped in front of him, raised his hand and grabbed Huo Buyun's arms and pulled hard.

With a " hisss", Huo Buyun was torn in half by Zhuge Buliang's life. Blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground, and the scene was extremely bloody.

A streamer flew out of the body, and Huo Buyun's yuan god screamed and wanted to escape.

Zhuge Fuliang raised his hand and quickly took the yuan god into his palm. Huo Buyun's yuan god shouted and wanted to struggle out. But the power of his yuan god is not the opponent of Zhuge's body.

The people at the banquet were stunned and speechless. Huo Buyun's strength is obvious to all in the southern region. He will jump up day by day and will definitely become a new star in the southern region. But this new star, which has not yet bloomed, has been destroyed today, and even the yuanshen is controlled by people.

As soon as his body moved, Zhuge Fuliang returned to the banquet.

Mo Ximen laughed twice and clinked his glasses with Zhuge Buliang. A trace of worry in Liu Mang's heart disappeared. Since Zhuge Wuliang had taken action, he would never do anything uncertain and immediately took a big drink.

Lu Zihan sat silently in front of the banquet, but the shock in his eyes could not be concealed. Huo Buyun, even she didn't dare to provoke her easily, but she couldn't make a move under Zhuge Buliang's hands.

"Ah!!!" Huo Buyun's yuan god was pinched in the palm of Zhuge Buliang's hand and struggled to shout.

"Don't make any noise! Otherwise, take your yuan god to drink wine!" Zhuge Buzuo shouted.

In the banquet crowd, countless surprised eyes fell on Zhuge Buriang, among which the middle-aged man with a bronze mace could not help looking at Zhuge Bulang twice.

"Hum!"

At this time, the space fluctuated, and a figure came like a dream bubble, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to the banquet of Zhugebuliang. The man exudes a strong golden light all over his body, like a golden god of war.

"Yan Guiyun! The descendant of the Extreme Immortal Gate!" Everyone was surprised.

There is no doubt that the person is a real descendant, and his strength is definitely above Huo Buyun.

Yan Guiyun, a dazzling new star in the southern region, has broken through the realm of Taoism to peep into the sky ten years ago. Although it is still in the early stage of Taoism to peep into the sky, it is not comparable to Huo Buyun.

"Let go of Huo Buyun's yuan god." Yan Guiyun said in a cold voice, with golden eyes all over his body.

"Ren him go? Soaking wine with Yuanshen is a great tonic. Zhuge Buleang smiled faintly and didn't give Yan Guiyun any face at all.

"Humph!" Yan Guiyun snorted coldly and took action directly. His golden palm grabbed Zhuge Fuliang.

At this time, the Mexican Gate, sitting on one side, took action, and a three-foot sharp light appeared in his hand. Several traces of ink flew out and went straight to the clouds. Poo!" The big golden hand was scattered with a sound. And the ink did not stop there, and it was entangled like more than a dozen black dragons.

"Hm? Momei!?" Yan Guiyun was surprised and retreated decisively. His palms patted several golden lights, offsetting the flying ink sword spirit.

"It's Momei Sword!" People around the banquet exclaimed one after another. Momei is one of the ten blades in ancient times, and it is impossible not to know it.

"Isn't Momei the most precious treasure of Shujianzhai? It has always been held by ink scales. How can it be handed over to Mexican Gate now?

"Momei is the symbol of Shujianzhai. Now Momei has turned to the hands of Moximen. Could it be that Molin now wants to pass on the position of the door master to his son?"

The golden light on Yan Guiyun's body dissipated, revealing a resolute cheek, and said coldly, "Mo Ximen, do you want to follow this muddy water?"

Mo Ximen said, "Brother Zhuge is my friend. You touch my friend in front of me. Don't you give me face? In that case, let's ask Momei in my hand.

Zhuge Buliang smiled, raised his hand holding Huo Buyun Yuanshen's hand and crushed it hard. Huo Buyun's Yuanshen shouted sadly. The Yuanshen was crushed by Zhuge Buliang, turned into a little gold powder and fell into the wine glass, and then picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"This... He really drank Huo Buyun's Yuanshen wine.

"This guy is so bold. Is he openly provoking Huo Buyun's Yuanshen wine in front of Yan Guiyun?"

The people around him were surprised. No one expected that Zhuge Buteng would be so bold. This was a naked threat to Jidao Xianmen **. Especially at this high-profile banquet, if the Jidao Xianmen does not respond, it will not be able to raise its head in the whole southern region.