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Chapter 747: The Cultivator

Liu Chen easily avoided it again.

"Why don't you admit that you don't have eggs? Is it humble to admit that you are a woman?"

Fang Liu just felt that he was about to go wild.

He was originally a calm and calm person. He was treated with colored eyes on his daily life, and his emotions would not fluctuate.

But today he really couldn't bear it.

This bastard kept saying that he had no eggs and no birds, and it was endless.

If he is as calm as a lake, he will feel that he is made of wood.

"Shut up, I'm a man, with eggs and birds." Fang Liu roared, his originally pale face turned red at this time.

This time, his soft sword swung out and turned around without stabbing towards Liu Chen.

Obviously, he was blinded by anger and forgot how to control the soft sword.

"Silly!" Liu Chen cursed contemptuously.

He was easily angry with him. What is this not stupid?

At this moment, the other party showed a flaw, so Liu Chen naturally would not miss this excellent attack opportunity. When he came to him, he just pointed it out.

Fang Liu had no room to avoid it, and he waved his soft sword to cut Liu Chen's hand, so he had to slow down.

I could only watch Liu Chen's finger and point to his chest.

Bang!

This time, Liu Chen used 60% of his strength to "Wu Ru Yi" this time.

Fang Liu only felt that he was hit by a thousand kilograms of rock, and he took ten steps back before stopping.

Because he was too seriously injured, he stopped and couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground.

He was defeated even more embarrassing than Axin. He felt that Liu Chen had not consumed his power and defeated him.

In fact, this is because he placed his strength too much on the soft sword and ignored his own training.

Without the soft sword in hand, two slightly stronger adult men can take it down.

"I want to kill you!" Fang Liu opened his bloody mouth and roared at Liu Chen.

He was dissatisfied.

As Feng Sanma's right-hand man, he was unwilling to lose just like this, and the other party was a young man in his early twenties.

If this matter is spread, he will be indifferent in the future.

Holding the soft sword tightly, he was about to rush towards Liu Chen when he stood up.

But after rushing forward two steps, he fell to the ground with a "pop".

The damage caused to him by "Bo Ruoyi Finger" is not small at all. It is difficult for him to walk for a while now, let alone continue to fight Liu Chen.

"A Xin, help him down." Feng Sanma said.

Ah Xin did as he did, and sat in the corner with Fang Liu.

"Liu Chen, right? You do have some ability. No wonder you dare to come forward to obstruct me again and again." Feng Sanma looked at Liu Chen and laughed furiously.

Feng Sanma also looked up to Liu Chen a little bit. After all, there are really not many people in the entire Anshan City who can defeat A Xin and Fang Liu in succession.

However, in his eyes, it was still not enough.

"Silly Bear, do you still want to pester Sister Lian?" Liu Chen said.

"What happened between me and Zhang Liulian has nothing to do with you, an outsider."

"Also, don't call me stupid bear, my name is Feng Sanma." Feng Sanma said to Liu Chen.

If someone else had been so rude to him, he would have killed this person long ago.

It wasn't that easy to kill Liu Chen, so he had to tolerate it.

"You look exactly like a bear, and you are stupid enough to chase Sister Lian. The name Feng Sanma is suitable for you. The stupid bear is obviously more suitable for you." Liu Chen explained patiently.

He won't curse for no reason.

Generally, they are well-founded and swear.

In his opinion, Feng Sanma is just a stupid bear.

"A bad guy who doesn't know the height of the world." Feng Sanma said coldly.

Since what you say is useless, you can only do it, let him suffer a little, and taste his own strength.

He stepped out and walked in front of Zhou Yuan.

Feng Sanma was half a height above Liu Chen, with eyes as big as a cow, looking down at Liu Chen from a condescendingly.

His eyes were full of contempt.

There is a reason why Feng Sanma was so arrogant when he lost to Liu Chen once.

In this world, there is a type of people called cultivators.

And Feng Sanma has already entered this ranks.

He already has the true energy that cultivators must have in his body, and the realm is in the early stage of the meridian opening realm.

The Kaimai Realm is divided into four stages, namely the early stage, the middle stage, the high stage, and the peak stage.

Once ordinary people enter the ranks of cultivators, they are not something that those who practice kung fu can resist.

The system of cultivators is much stronger, three or four times stronger than ordinary people, which is the minimum.

But it's not invulnerable to swords and guns.

It is still a weak body. If a bullet hits, it will still die and be injured.

If you cut it with one knife, you should still break your hand.

Therefore, cultivators are not as powerful as those described in the novel, able to open up the world and fly in the sky.

It's just a little better than ordinary people.

"Little dear, I thought about it carefully just now and felt that breaking your hands is more interesting than breaking one of your hands."

"Tell me, do you want to be interrupted with your left hand or your right hand first?" Feng Sanma said with a angrily smile.

Then, he took out several iron rings with thorns from his body and put them on the five fingers of his right hand.

As a punch from a cultivator and the effect of the iron spike ring, he believes that the damage caused to people must be very interesting.

At least the wounds left behind will make him grin.

"It's indeed a stupid bear. I forgot that last time I was defeated by one finger, right? You are so weak and stupid to break my hands. I'm also drunk." Liu Chen looked at Feng Sanma with contempt.

Although he knew that the other party's strength should not be underestimated, Liu Chen still wanted to mock him.

Besides, he did lose to himself last time.

This is true, not nothingness.

"You boy..." Feng Sanma couldn't suppress himself and his anger surged up.

This bastard said he was stupid.

He actually mocked him for being weak.

What made him even more unbearable was that you looked at me with such contemptuous eyes.

It seems that cutting off both of his hands is considered light.

He must be killed today.

Otherwise, where should I swallow my breath?

Feng Sanma attacked, and his true energy was circulating on his fist with an iron barbing ring, and then he blasted towards Liu Chen.

He did not show mercy, this was a full blow.

And the place where he hit was Liu Chen's fatal part and head.

This punch is more powerful than Liu Chen's full-strength "Bo Ruo Yi Finger". If it hits an iron block, it can produce a punch mark.

If Liu Chen had not avoided this punch, he would definitely be death.

"Cultivator!" Liu Chen said in his heart.

He felt the true energy on Feng Sanma's fist.

To verify whether a person is a cultivator, just look at whether he has true energy.

If Feng Sanma has it, then it would be impossible to be wrong.

Liu Chen is not a cultivator, but he heard from the old man Za that those types of people are more powerful than those special forces, killers, and mercenaries.

Of course, it is a different matter if it is a special force soldier of the cultivator.

"No wonder he is full of confidence. It turns out that he is a cultivator." Liu Chen said in his heart and hurriedly took two steps back.

This punch was avoided.

(End of this chapter)
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