Chapter 492： Really disappointing

"Hehe, things are grouped together, people are grouped."

"This only means that your brother's man named Along is too weak.

Zhou Shicheng, politely went back.

"you..."

Shao Wenhua was also agitated by this middle-aged man's unmanned attitude.

However, he did not wait for the attack, but Shao wénqiáng sitting next to him stopped him with a look.

"Shicheng is almost OK, say a few words!"

Zhou Tianhua said Zhou Shicheng casually.

Then he looked at Shao Wénqiáng, Shao Wenhua's two brothers. Smiled disdainfully, said.

"Isn't the old man looking down on your men, just their strength?"

"It can only be regarded as the number one person among ordinary people."

"But this step can only be reached, if it is compared to people like us."

"That is Firefly and Haoyue Zhenghui, there is no such thing as a comparison!"

"Well? I hope Master Zhou expressly ..."

Shao wénqiáng saw a word from Zhou Tianhua.

It would be worthless to depreciate him and those who were born and died for many years.

Although unhappy in my heart, I still asked with anger.

Zhang Xiaofan did not care about Zhou Shicheng's provocative words.

On the contrary, there was a sense of enthusiasm.

At first Zhang Xiaofan also played against Zhou Tianhua, which hit the strength of invincible players in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Somehow interested.

But when he used the golden eyes of fire, he glanced up and down this week's strength

What makes Zhang Xiaofan feel disappointed is.

Zhou Tianhua, his own strength.

Only barely broke through the environment of plastic tires, reaching the level of small gas refining environment.

As for how strong? Well ...

Just like before, the half-dead Liu Laogui who was shot by Zhang Xiaofan with a leaf.

Two of them, half a catty.

Put it in front of him Zhang Xiaofan, one stroke is enough to take his life.

Exactly, not worth mentioning!

Zhou Tianhua was also Zhang Xiaofan, this interesting look.

Stare, uncomfortable.

I don't know why, under the gaze of Zhang Xiaofan.

It actually gave him the illusion that the beast was staring at him.

He was a lamb without resistance.

This feeling is strange, but it really exists.

The startled Zhou Tianhua quickly avoided Zhang Xiaofan's sight.

He took a sip of tea to hide his tension.

Then slowly said:

"Mr. Shao, in fact, like our practitioners, they are only divided into three, six and nine."

"I heard your description before and wanted to come to this master who the Tigers invited."

"If the old man expected it to be good, it should be a practitioner who has practiced in Sanhua Juding Refining Environment!"

"Sanhua Juding? The practitioners of gas refining ?!"

Shao wénqiáng listened, but also became confused.

Although he had heard of this, the existence of this practitioner.

But for Tianhua's mouth this week, what Sanhua gathers, what kind of gas environment.

Really know nothing.

"Oh, don't even know the refining environment of Sanhua Juding."

"What a frog at the bottom of the well!"

At this point I just listened to that Zhou Shicheng, and at this time laughed again, said.

"Mr. Zhou is also asked to make it clear."

Shao wénqi

Although áng was talked about this week, his forehead blocked with blue muscles.

But he still squeezed his anger and lowered his attitude.

Put on an attitude of humbly asking for advice.