"Wait!"

Mother Hu's face turned pale with anger. She shouted loudly, then came over and stood beside me.

"Okay, since you want to fight, let's stop playing like children and let's practice. Zhang Chunmei, do you dare to compete with me? Old Huangtou, how about you come?"

The expressions of the two men changed slightly and they became silent.

Hu Ma looked at Master Zhao again, and Master Zhao chuckled: "Look at what I'm doing. I've already talked about the children. I won't get involved with you."

Mr. Liu Sanye coughed twice and said, "Sister Hu, this is your fault. The children are making gestures. What are you doing down there? Pay attention to your identity."

Pan Yingying also came to my side and said with a cold face: "Since you don't follow the rules, we don't have to follow the rules. Xiaofan has only been out for a few months. If you let him compete like this, aren't you doing harm to people?"

Master Zhao was shy and pointed at Ma Yunfeng: "My child has only been out for less than a year. If you are afraid, just say you are afraid and don't make excuses. Besides, this is a comparison between the old immortal's ability and his disciple's ability."

It doesn't matter how long it takes or how old you are. If you are not good enough, give in as soon as possible and don't embarrass yourself here."

I pulled Pan Yingying and said, "It's okay. Now that we've talked about it, I'll compete with him."

Pan Yingying said anxiously: "No, Pan Dao fighting has always been divided into civil and martial arts halls. This thing can only be competed by martial arts halls, but you are a martial arts hall, you will suffer a loss."

Mr. Liu curled his lips and said, "Wen Tang? Wen Tang, why are you going to smash the door of someone else's house? This isn't very good."

Word by word, the rush has reached this point, and it is no longer possible for me to escape, unless I give in and admit defeat.

But if I do that, it will not be my character, Wu Xiaofan.

At this moment, Uncle Ma, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke.

I saw him picking up the fan on the table, opening it with a swipe, and fanning slowly.

"Xiao Fan, you don't need to say anything to them. Isn't it just a red stripe? Who is that? Your surname is Ma, right? There are rules in this industry. Since you proposed it, you have to do it first.

.Don’t stand there anymore, hurry up, the iron chain will get cold after a while.”

Uncle Ma can shut everyone up every time he opens his mouth.

Ma Yunfeng's eyes darkened, and he nodded and said: "Yes, since we are competing, let's fight with real swords and guns. Stop talking nonsense. It's a mule or a horse. Let's take it out and run around."

Uncle Ma smiled again: "Yes, hurry up and let us see whether you are a mule or a horse."

In terms of talking skills, if these people are tied together, they won't be able to take advantage of Uncle Ma in the slightest.

Ma Yunfeng couldn't hold back his anger. He gritted his teeth and came to the iron chain. Old Huangtou began to pray to him.

Of course he won't do it directly.

Brushing red sticks is also called stroking wicker sticks. Two gods must beat the drums, invite the old immortal to come down, and the orifices must be tied to death in order to practice this unique skill.

This group of people has long been uneasy, because Old Huangtou is the second god. He can invite immortals to Ma Yunfeng, but he will never invite immortals to me.

So, no matter what, I am the one who suffers today.

We never thought of this at all. Where can we find the two gods in this deserted village?

Watching Old Huangtou beating drums to invite immortals, I felt a little unsure. I looked up at Uncle Ma and saw that he was still sitting there waving his fan with an expression of complete indifference.

Mother Hu also walked up to Uncle Ma and stared at him. She meant to ask Uncle Ma: Can you just let your child stroke the red strips like this?

Uncle Ma smiled, picked up an apple, broke it in half, and handed half to Hu Ma.

Pan Yingying quietly pulled me and whispered: "Don't show off later, I'll go for you."

This simple sentence made all the blood in my body rush to my forehead again.

When I first became a disciple, she once told me: If you are in trouble in the future, I will risk my life to save you.

Now was the time when I was in trouble, and she really tried her best to save me!

My throat was a little tighter, so I gritted my teeth and said, "No, I've also said this before. I'm the one who caused the trouble. Don't worry about it."

"Obey, I am your master."

"If you don't listen, I'm older than you, and I'm still your brother."

"you……"

Pan Yingying was obviously anxious, but it was too late to say anything at this time, because Ma Yunfeng's fairy next to her had already invited her down!

Of course he won't be the only ghost master Qingfeng to get involved.

At this time, Old Huangtou beat the drum, and Ma Yunfeng was seen shaking his whole body, shaking his head hard, and making horse riding movements with both hands.

At the same time, he kept shouting loudly, as if he was having an epilepsy, his eyes kept rolling up, and he was almost foaming at the mouth.

To be honest, I have seen a lot of upper-body immortals before, but this is the first time for them to be so crazy.

No wonder this guy dares to fight with me and touch the red stripe. He is really not a good person!

In the blink of an eye, Ma Yunfeng could no longer sit still. He stood up and jumped around on the ground, twitching all over his body, slapping his hands and shouting.

Old Huangtou looked excited and shouted: "Which old immortal has fallen into disgrace? Today we are going to show off our authority and show off our virtue!"

Ma Yunfeng responded loudly while twitching.

"Hu Tianbiao was defeated by Ma Dengke. I heard that someone was going to fight with us today. I rushed down the mountain all the way and rushed to the front of the two armies in the blink of an eye. Tell me, how do you want to fight today? Do you want to swallow red dates or squeeze red strips?

Wear iron shoes or Haidilao!"

Judging from this person's excitement and these few words, this is not a good person, but a very aggressive person.

Old Huangtou said: "Let's make it simple today. We'll draw a red stripe. Opposite us is a child. He's just been incense for a few days and he dares to destroy our tent. Old immortal, do you think you can bear this?"

Ma Yunfeng shook his head: "I can't bear it, I absolutely can't bear it, fuck him!"

Old Huangtou said: "What I want is the old immortal's words. Let's give him a warning first. If he gives in, it will prove that our old immortal is very knowledgeable. Whoever dares to come and stir up trouble in the future, let him

Come in standing and crawl out!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Ma Yunfeng shouted three times in a row. Uncle Ma also finished eating the apple. He walked to the iron chain with the apple core and put it up.

There was a sizzling sound, and the apple core started to emit white smoke.

He grinned and said: "Okay, come on, don't jump around there, the iron chain is still warm, this old immortal, let us open our eyes."

At this time, Old Huangtou beat the drum again to cheer, and Ma Yunfeng walked all the way to the iron chain as if he had drunk too much.

In fact, this step is also very particular. It is coordinated with the drum beat, two steps forward and one step back.

If Pan Yingying were to do this kind of walking, it would definitely look good, but when Ma Yunfeng walks, it looks like he has drunk too much.

Without further ado, Ma Yunfeng came to the iron chain, pinched his right wrist with his left hand, pointed at the iron chain, shouted three times, and chopped his feet three times at the same time.
Chapter completed!