Chapter 1632 Three Fires Gathered

Rose stood not far away, watching the fight in the fire coldly.

The old man stood behind her respectfully, his eyes full of panic: "It turned out... to be the Emperor's Fire..."

Rose had a calm expression, glanced coldly at the man, and continued to watch the fire.

"I thought they were just a few ants. I underestimated them."

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Since he is Hun Tiangang's disciple, I think it is better to..."

"So what if he's Hun Tian Gang!?" The woman said viciously, "Li Dabai... you've been hiding for so many years, isn't it time for you to show up? If you don't show up, I'll torture them to death!"

The old man was a little embarrassed: "Ming Disha seems to be protecting these little ghosts."

"It's not protection." Rose sneered: "It's playing with you."

"Play...play?"

Rose turned around and looked at the old man: "I have known Ming Disha for many years. He will not do anything for others. To him, protecting the younger generation is pedantic, ridiculous, and even disgusting. He only cares about whether he is happy or not."

Then he looked at the fire scene and said, "It's obvious that he is too old to move anymore, so he deliberately stirs up trouble while he can still move. He hopes that the world will remember him. He has fallen out with his senior brother in this life, has no chance to be with the Seven-Colored Phoenix, has no children, and no ties. People like this are most afraid of loneliness."

“Lonely…” The old man nodded: “That’s true.”

Rose said: "He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of being forgotten. So, he will make trouble for anyone who is not easy to deal with, and he will torment anyone with a high status. He will disgust anyone who is in the spotlight and steal the limelight from them. This is how he tells everyone... he is still here, and he has always been here."

……

In the fire scene, Zhao Ritian grabbed Fatty Liu's wrist and grinned, "Got him!"

Fatty Liu blew out a puff of air from his nostrils: "So what!?"

Zhao Ritian exerted force with one hand and a burning flame began to burn.

Fatty Liu gritted his teeth and endured it, using his true energy to fight back: "If you think you can win like this! You are too naive!"

As soon as he let go, the abacus fell, and he caught it with his other hand and smashed it on Zhao Ritian's face.

"Do you think you're invincible with this kind of fire? If I don't beat you to death, you're a real talent!"

Zhao Ritian suddenly pulled: "Sky Fist!"

boom!

The punch hit the fat guy's belly and went straight in.

The fat man had a painful expression on his face, but he gritted his teeth and held on, sliding his feet back half a foot!

But, hold on!

Then smile.

Zhao Ritian was stunned and tried to pull out his fist again, but he couldn't.

The fat man chuckled and said, "Little rascal! Are you enjoying it?"

As he spoke, he slammed the abacus in one hand and said, "Go to hell!"

At this moment, a beam of light rushed over, and Long Aotian punched the fat man on the nose, causing him to raise his head and a stream of blood spurted out of his nose.

Then Long Aotian made a beautiful turn and slashed out with his palm, which hit the fat man's neck with a snap. The fat man's tongue was cut out and his big fat face was deformed in an instant. The fat on his face seemed to be thrown off his skull.

He stretched out his hand to grab him, but Long Aotian made another beautiful turn and dodged his fat hand, and tapped his wrist with the tip of his palm again. The fat man felt the pain and let go of Zhao Ritian.

Long Aotian slapped him on the chest and shouted angrily: "Eight Diagrams! Sky-blasting Palm!"

Then it was like a machine gun, bang bang bang bang bang...

Long Aotian's figure became illusory and unpredictable, and his palms were so fast that it was impossible to tell how many hands he had.

Long Aotian gritted his teeth and said, "It was fun, wasn't it?"

A heavy palm was pushed out, bang!

It hit the abacus.

The fat guy raised his head and looked at Long Aotian: "Not enough yet!"

Long Aotian was shocked when the abacus turned, and his body quickly turned. The fat man raised his foot and kicked Long Aotian in the face: "Fuck you!"

Zhao Ritian jumped up from the ground, rushed forward with his big head, and hit the fat man directly on the chin. The fat man raised his head, leaned back, and lost his balance.

Then Zhao Ritian rushed out and started punching: "Oh! Ah! Ah!"

Zhao Ritian's fists, flaming with fire, smashed into the fat man with a bang.

The fat man was furious: "I'll kill you! Ah——!"

As he said this, he smashed the abacus with one punch, and the abacus beads flew everywhere instantly!

Zhao Ritian quickly covered his eyes with his fists, but was hit by many abacus beads and flew backwards and fell to the ground.

Long Aotian also activated Acalanatha in an instant, but was still hit on the acupoints by a few abacus beads. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The fat guy roared: "Eight-faced Buddha head!"

In an instant, there were fat men everywhere in the sea of ​​fire!

His figure was illusory and fast, and Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian were suppressed in an instant.

The fat guy yelled: "One-faced Buddha head! Heaven and earth are free from thoughts! Two-faced Buddha head! Turn the world upside down! Three-faced Buddha head! Turn the world upside down! Four-faced Buddha head! Exorcise ghosts and suppress demons! Five-faced Buddha head..."

Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian were beaten so badly that they couldn't tell east from west and north from south, and they were completely unable to resist in the sea of ​​fire.

Lu Chengwen gritted his teeth and looked at Liu Rufeng and Liu Ruyan: "Just keep an eye on them!"

The two women were shocked and found that Lu Chengwen had already rushed directly into the sea of ​​fire.

"The Yellow Emperor scars the fire! Open!"

Lu Chengwen, with a golden glow all over his body, rushed into the sea of ​​fire and punched Long Aotian!

Long Aotian was shocked: "Cheng Wen!?"

But at the moment of hitting, a fat hand appeared, and Lu Chengwen knocked his hand away with a punch.

Long Aotian suddenly understood, and took a deep breath while taking advantage of this opportunity, then he stood up and straightened his body.

Lu Chengwen kicked Zhao Ritian again, and Zhao Ritian opened his eyes wide, unable to believe it!

But at the moment when he was about to kick, the fat guy's fist appeared and was kicked away by Lu Chengwen.

Zhao Ritian took a breath and climbed up!

The three brothers stood together, facing the fat man who had become just one person.

The fat guy stood opposite them, his face was extremely ferocious:

"You...how do you know how to break my eight-faced Buddha head!?"

Lu Chengwen stood between the two of them, took out a pack of cigarettes from his suit, and threw one to each of the people on both sides.

Zhao Ritian raised his middle finger with one hand and handed it to Xiao Huomiao.

Lu Chengwen held a cigarette in his mouth, staring at the fat man. He tilted his head and was about to light the cigarette, but paused: "Change your finger."

"Oh."

Zhao Ritian used his index finger to light cigarettes for his two brothers.

Three people were standing in the fire, smoking.

Lu Chengwen blew a puff of cigarette smoke and said, "Fatty, you can't go anywhere today. Even if you really have eight heads, the three of us brothers will share them with you."

Zhao Ritian laughed: "Yes, three for one person! Fair and reasonable!"

The fat guy gritted his teeth and pointed at Zhao Ritian: "Is he sick?!"

Long Aotian and Lu Chengwen shook their heads together, and Zhao Ritian was proud.

"Is he a fool?!"

Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian looked at Zhao Ritian, then smiled and nodded at the fat guy.

Zhao Ritian clenched his fists: "I even lit cigarettes for you two!"

The three brothers threw away their cigarettes and said in unison: "Fatty! We'll send you to see Jiang Xiaogou!"

Fatty Liu opened his eyes wide: "You...you...how dare you...ah..."