The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Ma Shan suddenly burst into laughter.

"Surrender? Hahahaha, grandpa doesn't have the word surrender in his dictionary! Cai, I think you are really good. We have a guy named Caitou there who used to be as crazy as you, but he was beaten a few times. After a while, he became honest, and now he is doing well with me. Let's do this. Grandpa will give you a chance, and you can also play with me. Don't you like gambling? Caitou has a dog farm in Hecheng. I'll leave it to you. Just take care of it. You must be better at taking care of it than Caitou, they are all of the same kind, there is no language barrier, right? Hahahaha!"

There were a lot of words in his speech, and Cai Hezhong didn't understand it at first, but later he realized that he was scolding him and became furious.

"You brat, since you're looking for death, I'll help you. Don't say I didn't give you a chance!" Cai Hezhong turned over his hands and held a card between his fingers. "I just used two cards. Success power, and I have two decks of cards with me, a total of one hundred and eight cards. Guess, if I attack with all my strength, how many pieces will your body be divided into? "

Mashan knew that Cai Hezhong was really going to take action this time, so he was ready to take action.

Suddenly he felt a warmth next to him, and a slim figure came over and stood side by side with him.

Cai Hezhong seemed to be a little afraid of Chanali and said, "Miss Cha, you are a disciple of the Malaysian Goddess and you have a bright future. The Cha family has roots in Nanyang, so why hang out with such people?"

"It's up to you!" Chanali said.

"Miss Cha, I'm not afraid of you, nor are you afraid of the Cha family. I'm just giving you some credit for the sake of your master. The Malaysian Goddess' subjugation skills are superb, but you, no matter how talented you are, have only learned a few. Years? In addition to playing with a few bugs, I'm afraid you haven't mastered the essence of surrender, right? I'm trying to persuade you not to be taken advantage of without knowing it. A girl as outstanding as you wants to find a boyfriend. Why should you hang yourself on this crooked tree if you choose a rich man?"

"Ah!" Ma Shan spat fiercely, "You are the Waist Tree! Your father is the Crooked Tree, your grandfather is the Crooked Tree, and your whole family is the Crooked Tree! Damn it, are your ancestors doing the Crooked Tree? Hanged from a tree? Or your father shot you into a tree and stuffed you back into your mother's belly. Your mind is full of tree sap, right?"

This scolding made Cai Hezhong stunned.

He has seen many martial arts masters in the world, but how have he ever seen one who is so good at swearing? This guy is worse than a second-rate guy on the street. How can he have the slightest trace of a martial arts master?

Chanali next to her couldn't help but burst into laughter. The more she laughed, the harder she could hold back. Later, she just lay on top of Ma Shan and laughed so hard that she couldn't hold her head up.

"Seeking death!" Cai Hezhong was furious. He waved his hands and eight playing cards came out of the air.

In his rage, he held back this time.

He believed that Mashan and Chanali would be torn into pieces!

Everyone's heart was pounded.

Everyone in Bo Hao knew how powerful Cai Hezhong was. They all believed that Ma Shan and Chanali were bound to die and felt sorry for them.

When Cai Hezhong attacks with all his strength, with eight cards, even the grandmaster on the other side may not be able to escape unscathed.

With the power of tearing space and the breath of death, the poker shot towards Mashan and Chanali.

Mashan found that he was indeed powerless.

If he could still fight to the death for the poker card just now, there was nothing he could do about these eight cards.

But there was no trace of worry or fear on his face, because he knew that Li Muchen was right behind him.

However, Ma Shan did not forget. He hugged Chanali and protected her with his body.

Of course this was taking advantage of the opportunity, but it was also his instinctive reaction. If there was no Li Muchen, he would do the same thing.

Chanali felt moved in her heart.

Originally, she was prepared to resist. As a disciple of the Malaysian Goddess, she always had some means to save her life.

But she couldn't protect herself and Ma Shan at the same time.

She was moved by Ma Shan's actions. She suddenly felt that it would be nice if they died together.

The two hugged each other tightly, waiting for death to come.

But death did not come.

Chanali looked up and saw that Li Muchen was standing in front of them at some point. All eight cards were in Li Muchen's hands.

Cai Hezhong, who was opposite him, had a look of shock on his face.

Chanali then remembered that at the Qiantang Martial Arts Conference, Li Muchen's sword slashed Banpu Zhiliang's power. She secretly cursed herself for being confused, how could she forget this?

She looked up and saw Ma Shan's weird smile. She blushed, broke away from his arms, and said angrily, "Did you know that Muchen would take action?"

Mashan said: "He is my brother, of course he will take action!"

Chanali kicked him hard, and Mashan grinned in pain and bent down to rub his leg.

No one cared about their flirting, everyone's attention was on Li Muchen and Cai Hezhong.

The more experts present, the more incredible it is.

Especially those two grandmasters.

They knew Cai Hezhong's strength well, and what it meant to catch these eight cards with his bare hands.

He looked at Li Muchen as if he were a devil.

He Jiachang was also greatly surprised.

The most shocked person was Cai Hezhong himself.

"It turns out those rumors in the mainland are not false. You are indeed a master! But don't think that you can beat me if you can catch eight of my cards!"

Li Muchen smiled slightly: "I know, you have one hundred and eight cards with you! But your cards can't save you. The only one who can save you is Jiang Longhui. If you tell Jiang Longhui's whereabouts, I can spare your life."

"Hahahaha, kid, don't be too crazy! Then let me see how you can catch my one hundred and eight cards!"

After saying that, he opened his arms and trembled all over, and many poker cards flew out from his body.

These poker cards were dancing in the air, not very fast, like autumn leaves in the wind.

But people gradually discovered something was wrong.

Someone rubbed his eyes and asked in surprise: "Am I dazzled? Why is this card only a shadow, it looks like a projection?"

Ma Shan was also a little strange: "What the hell is this?"

Chanali said: "This is the martial spirit! The Qianmen martial arts are different from other sects' training methods. Their martial arts are all turned into cards!"

"Fuck! You really have a crooked neck. You can bend it even if you practice martial arts!" Ma Shan cursed.

There seemed to be more and more pokers in the air, getting denser and denser. People seemed to be in the underworld where ghosts were flying, and there was a gloomy atmosphere surrounding them.

"Hahahaha, Li Muchen, I heard that you killed Mr. Banpu from Japan with one sword at the Mainland Martial Arts Conference. Come on, show me your sword and let me see how strong you are! You are my Qianmen The Phantom Soul Slash is great, but your swordsmanship is also great!"

After that, the flying playing cards gathered in the middle, stacked one on top of another, as if a pair of invisible hands were shuffling the cards, and finally turned into a big playing card with a King of Spades on the card.

The King of Spades comes to life.

The entire playing card stood behind Cai Hezhong, like a wall.

Then, the king on the king of spades moved.

He stepped out of the poker, with the aura of a king, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed at Li Muchen.

"Death to me!"

At this moment, everyone felt the presence of Death.