Chapter Five Hundred and Forty Seven: Contest at the Hongmen Banquet

“Who else?” Xiao Xing’an stood with a knife, quietly looking at everyone below.

“This is from Yuying Mansion, right?” Someone immediately recognized it.

“From Yuying Mansion…”

“What do people from Yuying Mansion mean?”

“Aren’t Yuying Mansion and Zhong Mansion rivals?”

“Does Yuying Mansion also want to form an alliance with the Zhong family? It seems meaningless.”

“I think it’s the fault.”

Xiao Xing’an smiled contemptuously, “Did no one dare to come up?”

“Where are you from the Zhong family?”

“Is this aimed at the Zhong family?”

Xiao Xing’an laughed loudly, “I didn’t target anyone, I mean, everyone in this room is hot chicken!”

“Master Shui, your brother is as arrogant as you!” Wu Chengji laughed.

Lin Chen touched his nose. He was moderately crazy, a little worse than me.

“Fuck! Really when there is no one in my Zhong family?” Zhong Qixiao roared and rushed to the stage with a double-handled axe.

Xiao Xing’an looked at him suspiciously and smiled: “Zhong Qixiao, are you also Zhong’s family? What do you mean by participating in this martial arts contest? Is it possible that your Zhong family still wants to mess around?”

Zhong Dashan couldn’t stand it anymore and couldn’t let Xiao Xing’an continue to run wild like this.

“Zhong Qixiao is just my adopted son. There is no blood relationship with my Zhong family. The only daughter of my Zhong family who has blood relationship is Yanzi.”

“The rest of Zhong’s family members are all my Zhong family Keqing, and the reason why they are also named Zhong is that I gave them the characters.” Zhong Dashan explained.

“Haha, Xiao Xing’an, or you just lose it to him. It seems not bad to let him marry his daughter from the Zhong family!”

Xiao Xing’an’s fighting spirit was high in his eyes, “Boss, when did you see me admit defeat?”

“Fuck! Don’t talk too much nonsense, tell things by your ability.” Zhong Qixiao went straight to Xiao Xing’an’s forehead.

Xiao Xing’an was not afraid, and the sword slashed away again and again.

The two are close in strength, and they are hard to separate…

Lin Chen sat down while eating vegetables and watching with relish, as if he was watching a play.

“Master Shui is not worried about Brother Xiao Xing’an on stage?” Wu Chengji asked while sitting next to him.


Lin Xiaoxiao said, “I have practiced with Laozi for a month. If I still can’t beat this guy, I’ll love it if I die, there is no future.”

The two of you come and go, one move and one move, they all want to kill people, and the fight is inextricably difficult, and the bottom of them cheers again and again.

Soon, both of them were hung up.

Zhong Qixiao deserves to be a fifth-level red warrior. He has a lot more combat experience than Xiao Xing’an, and his style of play is also very fierce.

But Xiao Xing’an was a desperate guy, and the knife in his hand was even full of gaps.

He touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, changed a seven-ring wide knife and then confronted Zhong Qixiao.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and both of them took their lives to kill.

Zhong Qixiao had exhausted his means, and the two axes were playing with each other.

If it weren’t for Zhong Dashan, there are two fifth-level masters who used aura to stabilize the stage.

I am afraid that all the guests below will be accidentally injured by them…

Seeing that Qi Xiao’s consumption was almost the same, Xiao Xing’an’s mouth evoked a dark smile.

“Zhong Qixiao!” He shouted suddenly.

Zhong Qixiao raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, his aura was full.

“Look at Laozi’s knife!” His aura poured into the knife in his hand.

Because this knife was just an ordinary alloy long knife, it couldn’t even hold up during the aura infusion process, and some cracks appeared.

Xiao Xing’an was immersed in a state at this time, with a “boom”, the knife was directly pierced by his spiritual energy.

He closed his eyes, no sword is better than a sword in his hand.

“die!”

I saw Xiao Xing’an roar, a knife fell, and the 30-strength sword slashed towards him.

This knife and the unexpected death have the same effect, and Lin Chen nodded with satisfaction.

Zhong Dashan’s pupils contracted for a while, and the sword energy came down with a single blow, Zhong Qixiao couldn’t stop it at all.

He stepped forward to Zhong Qixiao and blocked the knife.

Xiao Xing’an frowned slightly, and was about to take the knife again, but was called back by Lin Chen: “Okay, just hit it casually.”

“Today is also Miss Zhong Yan’s birthday party! It’s not good to see blood!”

It is said that seeing blood is not good, but Zhong Qixiao is already full of blood.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Xing’an with resentment. He couldn’t figure out how Xiao Xing’an let him knead him a month ago, how could he beat him like this today.



Especially with the cut just now, Xiao Xing’an felt shocked from the bottom of his heart.

This knife is not only a surging spiritual energy on the surface, in addition to that, Xiao Xing’an’s knife actually contains this sense of sword.

You must know that the alloy long knife in his hand had been directly shattered by the surging spiritual energy in his body, and there was no knife in his hand.

Lin Chen threw a rejuvenating pill to Xiao Xing’an, and Xiao Xing’an had no major problems after eating it.

Zhong Qixiao was taken back by Zhong Dashan to recover from his injuries…

A five-level master went up on the stage again, this person also holding a long sword.

This man has a serious face and is meticulous in a Chinese tunic suit.

“Where did you use the knife? Dare to fight with me.”

Xiao Xing’an was about to go up, but was stopped by Lin Chen, and then shouted to the stage: “My brother was injured just now and can no longer fight.”

“It seems that Miss Zhong Yan can only be married by her brother!”

Xiao Xing’an looked at Lin Chen incomprehensibly, and said lightly: “Boss, I can still fight.”

“Slap you up? Do you really want to become Zhong Dashan’s son-in-law?”

“No…no! I won’t need Zhong Yan if I win…”

“No, no, this is too slapped.”

“Besides, you can’t beat the people on this stage.”

Xiao Xing’an didn’t believe it.

“What level do you think I am?” Lin Chen asked with a smile.

Xiao Xing’an shook his head, and then continued: “Level six, right?”

“You are at level 6, Laozi is level 0.” Lin Chen gave him a white glance.

“Don’t think that you have learned this knife from me, and you think you are invincible in the same realm. There are so many powerful people in this world, and besides…Do you really think the guy on this stage is Level 5?”

“Isn’t the level five?” Xiao Xing’an asked.

“Level seven!” Lin Chen said lightly with the corner of his mouth twitched.

“Level seven?” Wu Chengji was also surprised.

“Impossible! Little Jiangbei, it is also possible that the big man in the military is at level 7.”

“How could this little Zhong family have level seven?” Wu Chengji said incredulously.

Lin Chen sneered coldly, “Beijing Foundation, presumably it must be here to deal with me.”

He raised his eyebrows at Wu Chengji, took out a detoxification pill, and handed it to him, “Eat this.”

“This is?” Wu Chengji asked puzzledly.

Lin Chen smiled, “You’ll know after eating.”

Afterwards, Lin Chen handed the Detoxification Pill to Xiao Xing’an, and said: “Give this to all the brothers, pay attention, and don’t let others discover it.”

Xiao Xing’an didn’t ask, nodded.

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