Wang Chen also frowned after hearing this. What kind of breaking of the rules is this? Isn't this an open robbery? It's really sad that he has no background. Chu Yuntian is obviously not in the ranks of freshmen and he has never been seen.

Someone came out to resist. It was obvious that the freshmen were not their opponents at all. They were beaten so hard that they were unable to fight back. Most of them had handed over their belongings, and only a few were still struggling. Tu Xiong then looked at Wang Chen and Feng behind him.

Yan Er said, "What about you, what are you thinking about, should you just go ahead or be beaten by me first?"

Feng Yan stretched and then said, "I dare to ask Senior Tu how long he has been practicing and what his current level of cultivation is."

When Tu Xiong heard this, he immediately said confidently, "I have been here for a year. When I entered the sect, I practiced the eighth level of physical training, and now I have reached the second level of qi and martial arts."

Feng Yan frowned after hearing this. "Senior Tu has broken through from the eighth level of physical training to the second level of Qiwu within one year. He is really... a waste." Tu Xiong thought when he heard this.

It was to praise him, and he had already closed his eyes to enjoy the praise. Until the word "waste" came next, he even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"You, what did you say? Say it again." Tu Xiong looked at Feng Yan in shock. He still suspected that he had heard wrong. Wang Chen couldn't help but laugh. This guy was really good at talking.

"You are really weird, do you have masochism? It's really interesting that you look very excited when you are called a loser." Feng Yan waved his hand helplessly.

When Wang Chen heard this, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed loudly, "Brother, I have never convinced anyone in my life when it comes to killing people with words. You are one of them." Feng Yan also said helplessly, "Don't blame me, it's him."

I am deaf".

Tu Xiong finally realized that these two people were playing tricks on him, "Okay, okay, you asked for this. Believe me, I will beat you until you can't take care of yourself." Tu Xiongtao took out his sword.

"Hey, hey, hey, five against two doesn't make sense," Feng Yan mocked.

"You don't need to provoke me, they won't interfere. If you win, I will leave immediately. If you lose, I will make you regret it!" Tu Xiong glanced at his four younger brothers, and the four of them stepped back.

"Brothers, are you afraid? Let's work together to do him." Feng Yan glanced at Wang Chen, and Wang Chen immediately smiled and said, "He alone is not worth my fear, so do him."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth", Tu Xiong picked up the sword and quickly sprinted towards Wang Chen and the two of them. He was going crazy now. He must kill these two alive today, otherwise he would not be able to survive in the future.

Wang Chen pulled out his sword. Although the opponent's cultivation level was much higher than his, Ji Feng Yan and his strength might not be invincible. Wang Chen drew out his sword and blocked the sword first. Feng Yan grabbed the gap and threw a straight uppercut.

Rushing to Tu Xiong's forehead, Tu Xiong quickly retracted his knife. He frowned slightly. He also saw that the two of them were not simple. He also became serious. The mysterious energy attached, "Dragon Climb!" Tu Xiong slashed towards Feng Yan. This time

If he was hit, he would probably be seriously injured even if he didn't die. Feng Yan didn't panic. He charged his fist backward and hit the "Overlord Fist!" with a heavy punch forward. Suddenly, the scene was filled with smoke and everyone was shocked. Feng Yan actually

Dare to take a blow from a powerful person in the Qi Martial Realm.

When the smoke dissipated, Feng Yan gasped for air, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding slightly. It was obvious that this move had consumed a lot of money on him. "How are you? Are you okay?" Wang Chen hurried over, "It's a small injury, and he shouldn't have a hard time.

Bawangquan is full of internal energy."

Wang Chen looked at Tu Xiong across from him, clutching his chest and feeling uncomfortable. Wang Chen knew that this punch was probably of a high level. "Senior Tu, let me play with you."

"A boy at the seventh level of body training really thinks he is a genius." Tu Xiong was injured by Feng Yan and was unhappy at first. But as a result, a boy at the seventh level of body training dared to challenge him. He really wanted to die.

, so embarrassing.

"How will you know if you don't try? Please teach me, Senior Tu." Wang Chen picked up the sword and stabbed it straight. Tu Xiong looked disdainful and directly took out the sword to fly away. Just as he was about to taunt, Wang Chen dropped the sword from his palm.

, immediately changed his punches, and directly hit the injured part of Tu Xiong with a Bailang Fist. The latter was caught off guard and flew backwards, vomiting blood in the air. The opponent was much stronger than him, so he had to take a sideways sword, betting that the opponent would

He was careless and underestimated the enemy, but he succeeded as expected. His palm hit the place where Tu Xiong had suffered internal injuries just now, and he was probably injured.

When all the freshmen saw Tu Xiong lying on the ground, clutching his chest, they all cheered loudly. You must know that they had just been robbed, and you can imagine how happy they were when they saw the culprit lying on the ground.

Feng Yan also walked over and gave a thumbs up, "Awesome. This move is a desperate move. I have learned it. I am worthy of being my brother Feng Yan." Wang Chen also smiled and didn't say anything more. This may be actual combat.

The accumulation of experience, after all, after training in the wild mountains for so long, there is still something to gain.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" The four younger brothers gathered around. Tu Xiong covered his chest and kept vomiting blood. "I remember you two. Do you dare to tell me your names?" Tu Xiong said hoarsely.

said.

"What's wrong, Wang Chen (Feng Yan)!" Wang Chen and Feng Yan said in unison after hearing this.

"Okay, I'll remember you guys. It's a long way to go. I'll come back for advice later. Let's go!" Then the four people carried him away. After all, it would be too embarrassing to stay here.

"Brothers, take everything back and get some rest early," Wang Chen said, and then he and Feng Yan turned around and walked into the house.

Everyone thanked them one after another for helping them without even asking for anything. This kind of person has to be admired.

"Not bad, not bad." The newcomer reported to the top of the pavilion. Elder Hua in the daytime saw everything that had just happened, but he would not intervene. This is the tradition of the Sword King Sect, a way to hone the character of the new student.

This is a unique method. Unless there is a life or death crisis for his disciples, he is not allowed to intervene.

"These two boys are pretty good. Their practical combat experience and use of martial arts are top-notch. It's been a long time since I've seen such a noisy freshman. Hahaha, I like it. This little guy with a sword is a bit interesting. His internal organs and blood are so strong. Not bad."

Elder Hua kept talking, not knowing who he was talking to.

Back inside, Feng Yan spit out a mouthful of blood. Wang Chen quickly stepped forward to check, "Are you okay? Weren't you fine just now?" Feng Yan said helplessly, "Just hold on, so many people can't lose face."

, that knife was his full blow, it was not so easy to block, oh, it hurts me to death, I will beat him again if I have the chance."

After hearing this, Wang Chen was speechless for a while, "Look at how embarrassed he is today, it will probably spread throughout the sect tomorrow, and he probably won't even dare to go out."

"Hahaha, cough, cough, that's right, look at him just lying on the ground like a dead dog, he can't bark anymore, cough." Feng Yan couldn't help laughing even though it was in terrible pain.

"You'd better recuperate quickly, you're vomiting blood from laughing." Wang Chen had no choice but to deal with him, and didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he went to bed to meditate and adjust his breathing.

Feng Yan laughed for a while, and when Wang Chen ignored him, he went to bed, not forgetting to mutter "It's really boring."

Wang Chen recalled the battle he had just fought. He had defeated a strong man of the second level of Qiwu. He was not complacent. The opponent was careless and underestimated the enemy, and was attacked by a sneak attack without even using half of his strength.
Chapter completed!