Chapter 529 Brawl

"You... Are you unreasonable!? The calf witch blushed with anger and stamped her feet.

"Since it's unreasonable, you don't have to reason with them." Zhuge said with a smile, stood up and looked at the man in blue in front of him. This man's cultivation was very average. It could be seen that they followed some old masters of the sect and entered here. However, the little raccoon on his shoulder surprised Zhuge Buting. This is a treasure-hunting beast with a sensitive sense of smell and can smell the smell of strange treasure.

In the world, there are some extraordinary spirits, and they are born to be abnormal to some rare treasures, so that you can find some valuable things. The monkeys and little ginseng fruits that followed Zhuge Fuliang at the beginning all had this function.

"Squeak!" Seeing that the other party looked at him, the little raccoon swore his teeth at Zhuge.

"Xiao Yaozong, right? What's your name?" Zhuge Fuliang looked at the man in Qingyi.

"Well, who are you? You also deserve to ask the name of our brother Feng." A monk next to him was dissatisfied and arrogant, as if he had two words on his face.

The man in green raised his head with a smile, with a charming smile and said, "I am a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, wind and rolling clouds."

Zhuge Fuliang said, "If you take other people's things, do you want to leave like this?"

When Feng Juanyun came into contact with Zhuge's eyes, he suddenly became unnaturally nervous. Although the young man standing in front of him had no outstanding appearance and no strong breath, it was this kind of eyes that made Feng Juanyun feel uneasy.

"The illusion... This man's cultivation is still under me. I don't have to be afraid of him..." Feng Juanyun settled down and said with a smile, "I like this thing very much, but I'm very reasonable. Well, how about I take out a magic weapon to exchange it for you?"

With that, a turquoise bead appeared in Feng Juanyun's hand and said, "I have been with this magic weapon for many years. How about changing this red lotus with you?" When the words fell, Feng Juanyun raised his hand and waved, and the turquoise beads flew to Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Fuliang took it in his hand, and his eyelids suddenly shook unconsciously, and there was a sense of anger in his heart. This is simply a magic weapon of average quality. Although it is very good for ordinary people, they have high vision, not to mention that the turquoise beads can't be compared with the red lotus at all.

"What? This kind of rotten thing can also be used." The calf witch was dissatisfied.

The nun standing next to the wind scroll cloud sneered and said, "It's very good for my brother Feng to exchange things with you. He is still picking things there and doesn't know how to be praised."

The corners of Fengjuanyun's mouth also showed a smile, playing with the red lotus in his hand.

Zhuge Butiao took a deep breath and said, "How brave I am when I am Xiaoyaozong. It turns out that it was this kind of rag thing that I took out my hand." After saying that, Zhuge Bu Liang rubbed his fingers slightly, and the turquoise beads instantly turned into powder and fell off.

"You..." A group of practitioners of Xiaoyaozong couldn't help sinking, and their faces also changed slightly.

"I don't know how to be praised!"

"Too presumptuous!"

Two disciples of Xiaoyao Sect shouted.

"I have lost my patience..." Zhuge Buteng said the black line on his forehead, suddenly stepped forward and raised his hand to grab the wind and rolling clouds.

"Humph!" The wind and clouds snorted coldly, and a three-foot sword with shining blue light flew out and cut into the palm of Zhuge's hand. But I only heard a crisp sound of "jingle", and the sword collapsed and turned into iron debris all over the sky.

"What!" The wind and clouds were shocked.

At the same time, the two practitioners standing behind the wind and clouds have rushed up, and the green light suddenly appeared, and the crazy agitation swept over like a hurricane. But under the palm of Zhuge's bright hand, the blue hurricane dissipated in an instant. The big palm patted the two people out fiercely.

"Puff!"

The two practitioners snorted miserably, vomited blood and flew out, and fell to the ground. They didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

"Boom!"

Zhuge Blutong suddenly collapsed on the ground, the sky shook, and the fierce breath gushed out of his body. At this moment, the people of Xiaoyao Sect completely changed color. They finally realized that they had encountered an iron plate, and the person opposite turned out to be a Taoist monk.

"Brother Feng..." The woman who was called Sister Yun by Feng Juanyun looked at him.

The wind and clouds look serious. He also entered the realm of peeping into the sky a few months ago, but he has not yet been stabilized. Looking at Zhuge not bright, this momentum alone can be judged, which has basically stepped into the peak of Daoyun. At this moment, the little raccoon squatting on his shoulder turned his eyes excitedly, and the dark shadow flashed directly from the wind and cloud's shoulder.

"Bear Chilian!" Zhuge is not clear.

The wind and cloud's face tightened, and the next moment, a guqin appeared in his arms. The guqin suspended in front of the wind and rolling clouds, and the slender fingers of the wind and rolling clouds like a woman plucked the strings. With a "zheng", the blue sharpness spread all over the world.

"Break!"

Zhuge Buriang opened his mouth and shouted deeply, and a sound wave spread out, and the cyan sharpness burst. Zhuge Buliang strode forward.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and several temples around him collapsed in his footsteps.

"Ding Ding Dong Dong"

The clear piano sounded, the wind and clouds played with the strings, and the euphemistic sound of the piano rippled, but this wonderful piano sound was full of cold killing. At this moment, the wind and rolling clouds actually have a kind of elegant atmosphere, elegant demeanor, and indifferent temperament. Pluck the strings, shake your head and shake your head~~~

"Damn, I can really install it!" The words not far away scolded an unsmilingly.

Zhuge Fuliang directly chose to ignore it. The dragon whirlpool on his fist spewed out vigorously, with the sound of dragon chanting, and bombarded towards the wind and clouds.

"Hum!"

The wind and cloud's face was deep, and the ten fingers tightly pulled the strings, the space fluctuated, and the cyan halo rippled from the guqin, trying to stop Zhuge Buliang's punch.

"Boom!"

The dragon whirlpool is fierce, like a wild dragon coming out of the nest, and the cyan halo was punched by Zhuge Fuliang.

Feng Juanyun couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the guqin in front of him. He was about to make a move, but he saw that Zhuge Buliang had jumped to the top of his head and stepped on it with his feet fiercely.

"Bum!"

The feet fell, like two mountains sinking. The guqin was crushed by the powder stepped by Zhuge Buliang, and the strings broke. The wind and cloud snorted, unable to withstand this strong sense of oppression, and his whole body collapsed to the ground. Zhuge's feet suddenly stepped on the legs of the wind and clouds.

"Kka!"

The sour sound of broken bones sounded, and the wind and clouds screamed sadly. The flesh and blood of the legs were blurred and turned into a pair of rotten meat.

"Brother Feng!" The woman surnamed Yun and several Xiaoyao Sect rushed up.

"Bum!"

Zhuge Bu Liang showed his robe sleeves, and a strong force knocked several people out and fell to the ground awkwardly.

Looking at the wind and rolling clouds lying on the ground, Zhuge Fuliang said, "Now you can give me the red lotus." In fact, there is no need for Feng Juanyun to answer. Zhuge Fuliang raised his hand and sucked it. The red lotus in Feng Juanyun's hand has fallen into the palm of Zhuge Fuliang's hand.

"You... Do you dare to offend me? Do you know the status of my Xiaoyaozong in the Eastern Regions!" The wind and clouds kept coughing up blood, glared at Zhuge Fuliang and roared.

"No matter what your status is, even if your father is the Eastern Emperor, I will beat him." Zhuge said coldly.

"You..." Feng Juanyun spit out a mouthful of blood again by this sentence.

"Let go of Brother Feng, the two elders of my Xiaoyao Sect are nearby." The woman who was called Yun's sister by Feng Juanyun threatened.

" Let go? Ha ha ha~~~" Zhuge Bulous smiled and said, "Aren't you quite strong just now? The second ancestor of each sect also dares to show off in front of me. If you don't hit anyone, who will I beat~~"

"Well, I want to beat him up." The calf witch said.

Zhuge Budang grinned the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and patted Feng Juanyun's body a few times, sealed his cultivation, and then kicked Feng Juanyun to the point of stattering. He chatted and said, "If you want to fight, you can fight. Don't give me face."

Hearing this, the wind and rolling clouds couldn't help but look stiff, and the people of Xiaoyaozong also looked hard. Looking at the chatter, he began to roll up his sleeves and laughed, "Hahahaha, I just love to beat the falling dog."

"Activity.... Move your muscles and bones... That's good." The stab also came up.

Stdling and chattering, the calf witch surrounded the wind and clouds in the middle, and even Xiaoyun came up. She spread her fists and feet, and there was a dense "bang bang" sound, which was also mixed with the sad screams of the wind and clouds. At this time, the typical group fight, not to mention the wind and rolling cloud is now blocked, and there is no chance to resist.

"Ah~~~ I can't forgive you!" The wind and clouds roared.

He kicked his feet fiercely and beat him violently. He didn't forget his nagging nature: "Call you a boy with a hard mouth. Didn't you be very coquettish when you played the piano just now? Give me another one! I can't kill you!" At this moment, these two Buddhist disciples completely ignore their own image and are like hooligans in two street fights.

The silent monk couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

"You... You have gone too much!" Sister Yun of Xiaoyaozong said angrily. She bit her teeth tightly. Looking at the wind and clouds surrounded by the four people, her eyes showed a touch of unbearance, but she couldn't do anything now.

"Bum, bang, bang..."

The beating is still going on, and no one has been beaten. They are also very wrong when they tatter, because the wind and clouds are sealed at this moment, so they do not use spiritual power and beat them all by brute force, otherwise it will be fun to beat the other party to death with one punch...

"You arrogant people, the elders will not let you go!" A practicing monk of Xiaoyao Sect drank.

Several people stared at each other, but they could only watch the wind and clouds being beaten, and there was nothing they could do. Zhuge Wuliang and the speechless monk stopped in front of them like two big mountains.