On the high sea east of the sea, a large luxury yacht nearly 60 meters long is drifting on the sea surface.

On the deck of the yacht, three middle-aged people sat cross-legged in front of a tea table. Above the tea table was a big parasol, covering the tea table with three middle-aged people. These three middle-aged people, one wearing a navy blue slanted robe, with long hair casually tied behind his head, the flowing feeling was like an ancient man traveling back to the present world. The short hair on his head was waxed with hair, which looked very trendy, forming a sharp contrast with the middle-aged people in the navy blue robe, as if two people from different ages were sitting together to talk about the past and present. The one on the far right was naked and thick, with a blue tattooed dragon pattern protruding from the neckline of the black T-shirt, and his teeth and claws were showing its domineeringness and arrogance.

These three middle-aged people with completely different styles sat together and ran to the high seas to drink tea and chat. It was really weird!

The elegant middle-aged man in a navy blue robe picked up the teapot and gently filled himself with a cup, then picked up the tea cup, sipped it lightly, and suddenly said, "Floating Leaf Palm!"

The strong middle-aged man yelled "Aquaman's Fist at the same time, and then stretched out his palms and fists to twitch the corners of his mouth. He had no choice but to pick up the tea cup on the tea, tilt his head and drink it all in one gulp.

Seeing the strong middle-aged man having eaten, the middle-aged man with long and elegant hair looked at the middle-aged man in white and said, "It's our turn!"

The middle-aged man in white jumped and said suddenly: "Qianzhushou!"

"Green Willow Sword!"

Looking at the palms of the middle-aged man in white, the long hair and elegant middle-aged man raised the corners of his lips slightly, and laughed: "Okay, let's go fishing as I said! Whoever catches the most will win today's second game!"

The middle-aged man in white looked at the strong middle-aged man, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's our turn!"

Another round of fist and palms, and finally the middle-aged man in white won the strong middle-aged man with a dark face. Then he picked up the fishing rod next to him, moved his body, and turned his strong body behind him, as if he was floating leaves, and fell lightly on the railing of the yacht, standing long, and swinging the fishing rod in his hand.

The fishing line shot straight towards the sea.

The middle-aged man in a navy blue long gown sat on the railing, with his long hair and gown dancing in the wind, and he was indescribably elegant and outspoken.

The middle-aged man in white squatted on the railing and squirted with a cigarette on the corner of his mouth, and his face was awkward, which was quite similar to the strong middle-aged man, and his eyes frequently glanced at the middle-aged man in long gowns.

If you look closely, you will find that the fishing line of the fishing rod in the hands of these three middle-aged people sitting, squatting, or standing is shaking at an incredible frequency.

Suddenly, on the sea surface below the yacht, a sea fish about half a meter long jumped out from the bottom of the sea, and three arcs that were hard to see in the naked eye followed closely. The three arcs were entangled with amazing flexibility, as if no one was allowed to let anyone, but everyone wanted to entangle the sea fish.

So, the sea fish was directly twisted into a pile of sashimi by three entangled arcs, and then fell back into the sea.

If someone with enough eyesight is here, he will be surprised to find that the three arcs are actually three fishing lines without fish hooks.

These three fish lines seemed to have spirituality, shuttled through the seabed, looking for their targets. However, when one of the fish lines stabbed into the swimming fish in the sea, the other two fish lines would come forward to block them from being punished. When the fish were twisted into sashimi by the three fish lines, the three fish lines would return to their slow and free state, looking for their targets.

After a long time, the brawny middle-aged man sighed: "Which bastard has come up with such a disgusting way of fighting like Dongfang Bubai playing with embroidery? It would be better to just let go of your hands and feet and have a good time!" The brawny middle-aged man said something, pointing at the monk and cursing the bald donkey.

The middle-aged man in a navy blue long gown had a black face and said in a buzzing voice: "Everyone comes out a way. Your Aquaman Fist and Qianzhu Hand are defeated by my Flying Leaf Palm and Qingliu Sword. I am willing to accept the loss. Who can blame me for this? Otherwise, you will admit defeat directly, let's continue in the next game and then fight to the death, what?"

"Dream!" The strong middle-aged man gritted his teeth, controlled the fishing line, and wrapped it in the middle-aged man's navy blue long gown, making up his mind not to let him succeed.

"I'm also very curious. When did you, a big man, learn such a disgusting move? Isn't this a foolish trick? Is that true? "The middle-aged man in white also looked slanted, then controlled the fishing line and quietly wrapped around a gray sea fish in the sea.

"Don't think that using such a simple change of topics can make you succeed in secret. This crude method can only deceive some big-breasted and brainless guys!" The middle-aged man with long hair and robe smiled, and the fishing line was wrapped like an arrow at the fishing line of the middle-aged man in white.

The strong middle-aged man snorted coldly, obviously a little dissatisfied with being scolded as a 'big and brainless person'. However, although he was half a beat slower, he still followed the sea fish that had been entangled by the middle-aged man in white and turned into a pile of sashimi.

"Lao Xiang, he has won a game. Why not, let's cooperate and win this second game??" said the middle-aged man in white.

The middle-aged man with long robe and long hair laughed and said, "Lao Xiang, you know the best in your heart how he is. Can you really cooperate?"

The strong middle-aged man snorted to him: "Neither you are good people, neither of you can be trusted!"

The middle-aged man with long hair smiled but didn't say anything, while the middle-aged man with white clothes curled his lips, finally raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Old Liu, I heard that your man suffered heavy losses in Tianmen. Today, he actually asked such a question. Isn't it just to win the first two games easily and retain some strength to avenge his subordinates!?"

When Lao Xiang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "That young man came to Haitian and was still asking about the place where we compete. I guess he will come in person soon! Did Lao Liu want to take this opportunity to get rid of him, so he has never wanted to really fight with us?"

Lao Liu, a middle-aged man with long hair, breathed a sigh and said, "You two don't need to laugh at me in such a gloating tone. How effective is the Supreme Health Products Company? I believe that as long as you are not a fool, you will not be moved at all? And, haven't you noticed that the reincarnation liquid produced by Supreme Health Products Company contains a rare trace of spiritual energy? If we can get this secret recipe, do you think there will be situations where experts will be difficult to cultivate in the future? Are you interested in participating?"

"Then how do you calculate today's competition?" Lao Xiang asked.

"The competition is the competition. As long as he appears, can't we clean up him and then conduct the competition?"

"Old Xiang, don't let the cunning Lao Liu go in!" The middle-aged man in white laughed and said, "He Qingyi will fight with others and suffer heavy losses. Now I am going to pull you into the water to face the unknown force with him! And don't you think that he and you should be friends? You have a common enemy Lin Xuan! I believe Lin Xuan also wants to use our hands to kill him! Hey..."

Lao Xiang was silent, and finally frowned, nodded and said, "Lin Xuan is really difficult to deal with. He is as cunning as Lao Liu, and he is more omnipotent than Lao Liu. The most important thing is that under his command, there are a group of masters who emerged from somewhere. I doubt that those masters are actually the targets that the upper class has always wanted to find - the demon cultivators! They are not only strong in their skills, but also have very distorted physical condition..."

When it comes to the ‘Demonic Cultivator, both of them are silent!

Finally, the middle-aged man in white asked, "Then have you reported it?"

Lao Xiang buzzed: "Too fart! After reporting, they will have to fight Lin Xuan to death. Hey, only a fool will do this kind of thing!"

"It seems that your head is not all grass!" Lao Liu, who has a long hair and long robe, said with a smile.

The middle-aged man in white shook his head and said, "But sooner or later, Lin Xuan will compete with you for interests. At that time, it is inevitable to invade your Hailong's rights. If you are in Haitian, it is impossible not to conflict with him. You are raising a tiger for trouble!"

"Old Bai, I found that you are as despicable as Lao Liu. You don't want to do your best. You want to instigate me to attract firepower. You can get the bargain next to you!" Lao Xiang laughed and said, "Don't tell me that there is no shadow of a demon cultivator among the small days that appeared in the three eastern provinces!"

"Old Xiang, if you know the truth and don't report it, aren't you afraid that people will come back to settle the score with you?" Lao Bai's lips raised a curve and said.

Lao Xiang's thick eyebrows jumped, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "To be honest, Lao Liu and Lao Bai, are you two really willing to be controlled by the so-called representatives of the state? They are just larger families and are not qualified to represent the country at all, represent zf………………………”

"They are qualified because zf listens to them. They say they can represent them, and they can represent them!" Lao Bai said hey.

The long-haired old Liu said, "It seems that you are very dissatisfied, but what if you are dissatisfied? Do you really dare to rebel?"

Hearing this, the three of them were silent. What should they do to resist?

And just as these three middle-aged people complained, their fishing lines did not stop fighting, and they frequently intertwined and made bad things.

At this time, a figure was coming from the wind and waves on the sea. He carried his hands on his back, gently tapped the waves surging on the sea surface, and his body was floating like flying feathers, heading straight towards the direction where the three middle-aged people were.

Seeing this figure, the three of them had a look of shock in their eyes, and then Lao Bai and Lao Xiang looked at Lao Liu with a smile on their faces.

"Huh!? What a strange fishing method!" Wu Huang stepped on the waves gently, and then rose and floated. Looking at the three unentwined fishing lines in the sea, he showed a hint of surprise, and then waved at them with a smile: "Three seniors, please continue, I'm just passing by and making soy sauce!"!

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