"Why? Don't want to?" The man with broken arm's voice turned cold in vain.

"Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Liu Chen's voice was colder than that of the man with broken arms.

He originally planned to endure it and not care about him driving them away, but the man continued to cause trouble for him and wanted to leave his black-haired soft sword.

How could Liu Chen continue to swallow his anger in this regard?

"Yes, I just think you are easy to bully." The broken arm smiled proudly.

He said even more wildly, "Not only are you easy to bully, but everyone is easy to bully in the eyes of our disciples of Tashan Sect."

"If you don't want to be trampled on the ground like an ant, then hand over the sword on your back as soon as possible. I don't have the patience to tell you too much nonsense."

The more I talked about it, the face of the man with broken arms became more fierce.

"Actually, I'm a person who doesn't like to talk nonsense too much." Liu Chen smiled.

then.

Bang!

He quickly kicked Zhang Yin, a man with broken arms, out with one foot.

Zhang Yin directly smashed the wall of the inn and fell outside.

"I am arrogant in front of me if I don't have the strength. I really doubt whether you took the wrong medicine." Liu Chen looked very contemptuous.

Zhang Yin's cultivation level is only half a step deep, but in Liu Chen's opinion, he really has no strength.

When the people in the inn saw Liu Chen hitting the disciples of the Trashan Sect, they were all stunned and extremely surprised.

"He...he actually taps on the disciples of the Shan Sect."

"It's over, he will definitely be killed."

"Does this young man know what the Tashan Sect represents?"

“…”

Behind Liu Chen, Li Rouyan and others, their expressions also changed.

But they were not too surprised because they were commonplace.

The other three disciples of the Tashan Sect all sank their faces.

At this time, the eyes of the three of them were all on Liu Chen.

"There is no need to look at me like this. If you want to fight, come." Liu Chen glanced at the three disciples of the Tashan Sect and spoke in a provocative tone.

Since you don’t plan to endure it, you will naturally have to be a little more rampant.

"Since you want to die so much, then I will kill you." Among the three, the man with a mustache appeared with murderous aura.

Then, he pulled out a white fan inserted into his belt, spilled it out in an instant, and then threw it out suddenly.

Swallowing!

As soon as the white fan flew out, it was spinning rapidly in the air, so fast that only a white afterimage could be seen.

In an instant, the white fan flew to Liu Chen's eyes, as if he was about to cut Liu Chen's body open.

Liu Chen immediately reached out to pull out the soft black-haired sword on his back.

However, at this time.

call!

A white figure rushed to Liu Chen's face, and then the figure slashed out with one hand and slashed on the white fan.

The white fan stopped immediately.

"Junior Brother Chen, let me leave this person." Gongsun Ting turned around and smiled slightly at Liu Chen. The white figure was him.

"Oh, if you want to fight, then leave it to you." Liu Chen replied lightly.

At the same time, he was also a little surprised, and he didn't expect Gongsun Ting to take action.

“Huhu~~~Huhu~~Huhuhu~~~”

Suddenly, the sound of flute playing sounded again in the living room.

The man who played the flute was a man, about thirty years old, looked a little elegant and had white skin.

He is also a disciple of the Tashan Sect.

His flute was very good, and his voice was soft, as if it was flowing water.

As soon as he blew this song, more than a hundred colorful lines appeared in the sky above him.

These more than 100 lines are very long and spread outside the inn, and there is no end to see.

Sudden.

The song played by the elegant man has changed, and this song has become very fierce and passionate.

At the same time, more than a hundred lines floating above him also changed and all began to wriggle.

immediately...

Swallowing...

These more than a hundred colorful lines were flying towards Liu Chen, at extremely fast speed, as if they were bullets.

"It's quite strange. The flute can be used as a weapon." Liu Chen had a look of surprise on his face. It was the first time he saw someone using the flute as a weapon.

call out!

Liu Chen pulled out his soft black-haired sword and prepared to fight back.

However, at this time, another person rushed to him, and this person was Yu Ziliu.

"Junior Brother Chen, I'm sorry, please give this person to me."

Yu Ziliu smiled slightly, and then with a swing of his right hand, dozens of vines grew.

Yu Ziliu threw up dozens of vines and rushed towards the more than a hundred colorful threads.

call!

In a moment, all these more than a hundred threads were thrown to the ground by dozens of vines.

"This is a vine formed by the palm of your hands." Liu Chen muttered.

The dozens of vines grown from Yu Ziliu's hands are indeed physical.

"I am worthy of being the second-ranked disciple on the martial arts list. I can actually use the vines formed by my palm mind to use them as weapons." Liu Chen said again.

He could see that these dozens of vines were not just about their palms, but were much stronger than their palms.

Liu Chen no longer paid attention to Yu Ziliu and the man playing the flute, but instead looked at another disciple of the Tashan Sect.

This disciple is older, about forty years old, but he is very energetic, looks very fierce, has a pair of fierce eyes, and looks very vicious, and looks like a bad person.

He was holding a stick in his hand. The stick was black and not very long, about one meter, which was about the same length as the sword.

There are some strange patterns on the surface of the stick, which looks like it is a long time ago.

"Tell me the name of your sect and let me hear which sect is the disciple of whom. He is so brave that even our disciples of Tashan Sect dare to fight."

The man holding the black iron rod looked at Liu Chen gloomyly, his tone without any slight brilliance.

"Chen Liu, Huashan Sect." Liu Chen responded to him without any fear.

"It turned out to be Huashan Sect, a sect that ranks at the bottom in Nandu." The man holding the black iron stick showed contempt.

He spoke slowly again, "Thank you fortunately I went to Dongshan a few years ago and happened to see Huashan Sect. Otherwise, I would have thought there was no such sect in Nandu."

"Yeah?"

Liu Chen grinned and continued, "The Huashan Sect will become famous from this year."

"Because the first place in this sect competition will be obtained by our disciples of Huashan Sect."

"Don't say, this disciple is you." The man with latte stick sank.

Liu Chen smiled, "You guessed it, it's me."

A strong look of contempt suddenly appeared in the eyes of the iron stick man.

"I'll let you die here today. I see how you can take the first place in the sect competition." The man with iron stick made a harsh words, and his body exuded a murderous aura.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!