The head of urban peach blossom

Chapter 543 I Don't Believe In Evil!

"Hey, don't fight, I'll just drink with you!"

Seeing the disciple in blue shirt make a move, the proprietress didn't care to think about it, so she drank quickly.

Hearing this, the blue shirt disciple finally paused with his half-stretched hand, squinted his eyes and said, "Hehe, if you had said that earlier, it would save us from driving away the customers in the shop.

But it's too late now, this kid dares to pretend to be like me, how can he not teach him a lesson? "

After speaking, he continued to grab Hua Xiaolou.

"Hey, it's almost enough. Is it really good to bully others like this?"

Unexpectedly, when the disciple in blue shirt grabbed Hua Xiaolou's shoulder, Hua Xiaolou turned his head calmly and said a word.

As soon as these words came out, the proprietress looked a little stunned.

But the guests at the other two tables, including the disciple in white, were even more shocked, as if they couldn't believe it.

They were not because of what Hua Xiaolou said, but because the disciple in blue shirt had already grabbed Hua Xiaolou's shoulder, why could this kid still talk?

Shouldn't it be excruciating pain?

You know, although this blue shirt disciple is still far from the Xiantian realm, his strength is already considered top-notch in the ancient martial arts world.

If this happens now, either this kid is hiding something.

Or the blue shirt disciple didn't use any strength at all... But, this possibility is too small, after all, he left in a huff.

And at this time, it was the blue shirt disciple who was the most horrified.

Because when he grabbed Hua Xiaolou's shoulder, he had already exerted his strength secretly, wanting to crush the opponent's shoulder bone as a punishment.

Unexpectedly, this grasp seemed to plunge into a deep pool, the power instantly became invisible, and there was nowhere to use it.

"Fuck, I don't believe in evil!"

Embarrassed and angry, the blue shirt disciple couldn't help but roared, raised his palm and slapped Hua Xiaolou on the head.

"what!"

Seeing this, the proprietress couldn't help but let out a scream.

"boom!"

At the same time, there was a loud bang in the tavern.

It turned out that it was the blue shirt disciple who took the first shot, flying upside down, and landed heavily on a wine table, smashing the table to pieces.

Now, the people in the tavern finally came to their senses and met a master.

"Grass, you dare to hit my junior brother!"

In a fit of rage, the white-clothed disciple seemed to have forgotten that his junior brother collapsed without even making a move, drew his knife and rushed towards him.

He is a disciple of Ba Dao, so he is quite domineering when he swings the sword. There is a sound of wind howling in the tavern...

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

The landlady's face was pale, and she drank loudly and coquettishly.

It's a pity that her shouting was useless at all.

The white-clothed disciple attacked fiercely, as if he wanted to split his opponent in half.

"what!"

"thump!"

"clang!"

It's a pity that before he ran to the front, there were continuous screams, the sound of falling to the ground, and the sound of a knife falling in the tavern.

It turned out that it was Hua Xiaolou who casually threw the chopsticks in his hand, hit the knee of the white-clothed disciple directly, and penetrated through it...

The knee is a special part of the human body and is quite hard.

Especially for a master like the white-clothed disciple, who trains his muscles and bones horizontally, even if his knees are not as good as steel, they are probably not much worse...

Now, it was pierced by mere two chopsticks, and the technique was so precise, it was naturally extremely shocking.

Especially the guests at those two tables who hadn't left were completely dumbfounded.

On weekdays, they are quite conceited about their own strength.If they faced the two disciples of Shang Ba Dao, they would have no problem winning, but it was impossible to win so easily.

To be able to defeat these two disciples so easily, unless they are masters of the Xiantian realm...

So, this unremarkable young man is actually a congenital master?No wonder he had a leisurely demeanor from the beginning, not afraid of Tyrant Sword at all.

"boom!"

At this time, Ba Dao couldn't help smashing the table with his palm, and picked up his ghost-headed sword that weighed a hundred catties.

"Good boy, you are still a hidden innate master. The old man underestimated you."

Although Hua Xiaolou shot and wounded one of his disciples and crippled one, but Ba Dao is an old Jianghu who has practiced for many years, so he didn't act rashly.

He knew very well that this young man was definitely of innate strength.

With such strength at such a young age, the background must be not simple, so Ba Dao wants to find out the details of the opponent.

"Old guy, there are too many people who underestimate me, most of them are dead!"

Hua Xiaolou flicked his sleeves, and said in a sarcastic tone.

As soon as these words came out, Ba Dao burst into anger, and the saber in his hand made a humming sound, which felt like taking people's soul.

However, he still suppressed his killing intent and said coldly, "Which sect are you a disciple?"

"Old bastard, I know you became famous decades ago, why have you become timid after decades? Don't you dare to do anything?"

"Grass, you little bastard!"

Hearing this, Ba Dao couldn't bear it any longer, his murderous aura burst out, scaring the two tables of guests to run away with their heads in their hands...

This is a duel between two innate realm masters, how can they bear it?

Just when Ba Dao was about to make a move, Hua Xiaolou jumped out from the back window of the tavern.

If there is a fight, this tavern will definitely be turned into ruins.Moreover, it will also affect the proprietress and the guys inside.

So Hua Xiaolou took the initiative to jump out, and ran to the outside of the town quickly, and then looked at the rushing Ba Dao with a calm expression...

"Bastard, do you think you can defeat this old man with your innate strength? Just kidding, today this old man will let you see what it means..."

"It's Nima, old bastard, you talk too much!"

Just as Ba Dao was yelling and cursing, Hua Xiaolou interrupted very rudely, and the cursing was even worse.

This curse almost exploded Ba Dao's lungs.

Since he became famous, who would dare to scold him like this?

"Little bastard, go to hell!"

With this roar, the body of the murderous Ba Dao rose into the air, and the heavy blade whizzed, carrying the sharp blade aura, making the surrounding air and yellow sand rumble, rushing towards Huaxiaolou like a tornado come.

This move, Hua Xiaolou didn't take it hard, but avoided it quickly.

This is not to say that he dare not, after all his realm is much higher than Ba ​​Dao.

After careful study, Ba Dao's current strength is actually not weak, and it no longer belongs to the category of ancient martial arts.

The innate state is almost equivalent to the strength of a cultivator in the realm of refining and transforming qi.Although Hua Xiaolou's current state is still in the state of refining Qi, it has broken through to the eighth level.

As for Ba Dao, in terms of momentum, at most it looks like a third or fourth level, how can Hua Xiaolou be afraid?

It's just that he will face many unknown opponents during this trip, and naturally he doesn't want to expose his true strength, so he chooses to pretend not to dare to fight hard, but to fight with body skills.

"Hoo, hoo!"

Ba Dao's saber technique is indeed domineering, and the atmosphere is so powerful that it makes the surrounding yellow sand dance wildly, like a giant dragon overturning the river and the sea, and the momentum is quite astonishing...

(End of this chapter)