War God Asura

Xing Feng was the young man in white who defeated Xing Jue that day. He was selected as one of the new bloods of Xing Jue together with Xing Jue. His talent was also very good. However, under Xing Jue’s amazing talent back then, he appeared again. It is very unknown, but just three years ago, a sea of ​​qi grew out of Xing Feng's body, and even half a year ago he became a junior martial artist, and is now the new blood that the Xing Jia focused on training.

"Guru, Guru"

"Oh, I'm hungry, it's so late, why didn't Zhang Lao come and ask me to eat?"

"Will you forget me? Forget it, I just go down by myself." When Zheng Xing Jue was immersed in past memories, he was suddenly awakened by a grunt. It turned out that it was Xing Jue's belly because he had no food for too long. Confession, protest has already begun.

So Xing Jue held the back of his head in both hands, hummed a melodious song in his mouth, and walked in a chic pace with a confident smile on his face, slowly walking towards the Xingzi tavern under the mountain.

And at this moment in the tavern, a scene of a thief and a beautiful woman is being staged.

"Cracking"

"Damn, immortal, you dare to take care of our young master?"

"I think you don't want to live anymore"

At the moment in the tavern, two big five and three sturdy men are shouting wildly with a donkey-like voice. Among them is a middle-aged man with bright clothes and a folding fan sitting at the table with a wicked smile. Staring at the tavern, a shivering young girl hiding behind Zhang Lao.

The good daughter Hong on the altar at their feet has been smashed to pieces, and large swaths of good wine flow out.

"Lao Zhang, let's leave this matter alone. He is the little overlord in this town, and he is also a junior warrior. We can't afford to provoke a small shop like us." The old man persuaded in a low voice.

"Huh, Xiaohong, they are from our tavern. They dare to molest Xiaohong, do we have any reason to ignore it?" Zhang Laobai glanced at the little second and said coldly.

"Old guy, you are looking for death." Seeing that Zhang Lao insisted on taking care of his young master's affairs, the two big men waved their big swords and looked at Zhang Lao.

"Plop, ouch"

But an astonishing scene happened in the next moment. The two big guys with their teeth and claws suddenly fell to the ground without warning, and they kept holding their stomachs and wailing in pain.

"Flap, pop, pop, yes, novice martial artist, as expected from the Xing family," the young man sitting at the table suddenly clapped his palms and stared at Zhang Lao with a smirk.

It turned out that the person who had just shot was Zhang Lao. Zhang Lao grew up in the Xing family. Although he was only a domestic slave in the Xing family, he also had a kung fu in the junior warrior. Although the two big guys have a good system, they He doesn't know how to work hard at all, where is Zhang Lao's opponent.

"Wow, that's awesome." After hearing what the little bully said, the shop two looked at Mr. Zhang with admiration on their faces and exclaimed, Elementary Martial Artist, that's not like this little bully who is rampant in the town. Is it equally powerful?Perhaps things can be better today.