The scene of these tycoons, usually are used to pamper themselves, where to see such a big scene.

A little girl who looks soft and weak, and even weighs less than 100 Jin, raises a bronze bell weighing four or five hundred jin with one hand?

Even those people from the nine families were so scared that their eyes were about to stare out of their pupils, and their calves and stomachs were cramped.

"This Is this woman a human being or a ghost? " Song Junxiong's brother, who glared at Fang rubing before, swallowed his saliva wildly and shrank back.

Not only the two brothers, but also the guests on the first floor, all spread around in a hurry for fear that Fang rubing's hand would slip and the bronze bell would fall down and hit him.

However, in a second or two, Fang rubing was already empty. Only the owner of the Song family, with his hands on a golden nanmu cane, was facing her with a livid face.

Song Zhengde didn't expect that Meng Ran's so-called "great gift" was to let his female apprentice send himself to the end!

The hero, who claims to be in charge of everything and regards everyone as a chess player, is shaking his angry hands.

"Master song, you are really a good man. It's no wonder that the master specially told me to send this great gift to you. "

Fang rubing, holding a folding fan in one hand and a bronze bell in the other, gave a cold glance at Song Zhengde, who was more than ten meters away from him.

After that, the white wrist of Shuang Shuang Xue shook, and the clock, weighing four or five hundred jin, was like a toy in her hand, and it flew out at once!

Like a nuclear bomb, with a whimper of breaking the air, a head smashed at Song Zhengde!

"Dad

"Grandfather

This startling scene made the faces of those younger generations of the Song family pale. Even Meng Ran's two aunts dared to cover their eyes.

Even song Shuling and song Shuyao, the two sisters, were scared out of color.

We should know that although song Zhengde is the head of nine families, his status is noble and his power is towering.

But in the final analysis, he is still a layman.

If the clock, which weighs four or five hundred jin, really hits him, the old man is afraid that he will be smashed into a puddle of meat on the spot!

"Fang rubing! You are crazy! Meng ran just asked you to celebrate his birthday, but he didn't let you kill him Ning Feixuan was anxious to drink. Even if she refined the power of devils and thunder, it was too late to stop her.

However, Fang rubing only sneered a few times, as if he had already seen the result.

At the critical moment, I saw the golden Phoebe walking stick in the hand of the old man, pounding the ground several times, and then a figure of fairyland, like a ghost, floated out of the hotel hall!

"Little girl, you have to forgive people and forgive people, don't be disrespectful!"

The old man in the Bagua Taoist robe looks like a fairy in the cloud.

Song Zhengde stepped steadily in front of him, holding a handle of whisk in his hand.

But it is such a humble brush, but it seems that there is an endless force. The bronze bell weighs four hundred and five Jin, and is born in the air!

"Hiss..."

The people who witnessed this marvelous act with their own eyes gasped for breath.

"It's the Taoist immortal from Longhu Mountain!" There are Yanjing tycoons who recognize the identity of the old man.

After that, a crowd of guests saluted and said hello to daoxuan as if they saw the Savior

"You are welcome. You are welcome."

With a faint smile, Chen daoxuan put the bronze bell on the ground.

When the bell fell, the "Dong" sounded, and the floor of the hall trembled, as if there was an earthquake.