He was obviously shocked by the scene in front of him.
The adoptive father was indeed right. This brother Xiao Li is so awesome.
Tian Rui also looked at it with astonishment.
Xin Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what he was thinking.
"Are you still fighting?" Xiao Li asked Murong Chen.
As soon as Xiao Li finished speaking, Murong Chen felt a chill on his neck.
"Cousin...cousin..." Murong Chen suddenly saw Yan Jingjing at the door of Zhenbao Building and called to her.
Liu Ruosheng understood. It turned out that Yan Jingjing, one of the eight deacons, was Murong Chen's cousin.
Murong Chen shouted, and Yan Jingjing strolled towards this side and said loudly: "Okay, that's it, stop fighting and stop fighting."
Hearing Yan Jingjing's words, Xiao Li turned around and asked her: "You can't fight inside the Zhenbao Building, but can you control it outside the Zhenbao Building?"
"I don't care about the outside world." Yan Jingjing said, but then continued:
"But I will order you now to put away your fingers and hand the broken sword to him. Then kowtow to apologize and destroy the bastard hand that snatched the sword."
The tone was firm and domineering, and there was no room for rejection.
"this……"
"this……"
Dugu Piaoyan and Tian Rui's expressions changed after hearing Yan Jingjing's words.
This Yan Jingjing is actually so domineering and cruel.
Xin Fei sneered in his heart, "It seems that the real show is about to begin."
As he said this, he couldn't help but glance at Dugu Piaoyan, looking at her charming face that showed panic again.
Xiao Li smiled coldly and asked Yan Jingjing again:
"Is this the way your Zhenbao Building behaves? When I buy something from your Zhenbao Building, I not only have to hand it over to others, but I also have to waste it myself?"
"This is my family matter and has nothing to do with Zhenbao Tower," Yan Jingjing said.
Xiao Li: "What if I say no?"
"Ha!" Yan Jingjing laughed and slapped Xiao Li directly.
The force of his palm surged like a wave, and the air around him was stirring.
"So strong!"
Everyone who watched it screamed secretly in their hearts, and their bodies and minds trembled uncontrollably.
To be able to become the eight deacons of Zhenbao Tower is really extraordinary.
"Ah!" Murong Chen yelled like a slaughtering pig.
When Xiao Li saw Yan Jingjing take action, he kicked Murong Chen in the stomach and kicked him away.
The sword finger met Yan Jingjing's palm.
The palms and fingers hit each other instantly!
"Huh?" Yan Jingjing felt the power of Xiao Li's sword finger, and her eyes immediately opened with extreme surprise on her face.
This person is so young and can actually compete with himself.
Then the body fell backwards.
At the same time, Xiao Li's body was also retreating.
"Blocked! He actually blocked Yan Jingjing's power! It was a draw!"
Seeing this scene, Liu Ruosheng, Wang Shuo, Xin Fei, Dugu Piaoyan, and Tian Rui were shocked again.
This boy is surprisingly strong!
"Cousin, kill him! Kill him for me!" Murong Chen's body had already fallen to the ground. He straightened up his upper body, clutching his painful stomach, and yelled at Yan Jingjing like he was crazy.
Being kicked out in the street in front of so many people, he really lost all face today. When has Murong Chen ever experienced such humiliation?
"Seventh Grade Youli Realm!" In this exchange, Xiao Li had already discovered Yan Jingjing's cultivation level.
He stabilized his retreating body and stopped right next to Murong Chen, hearing him roaring like a mad dog.
Xiao Li kicked out.
"Ah!" With a scream, Murong Chen was kicked down.
Xiao Li used his power to move his feet and stepped down, hitting Murong Chen's heart.
If this person wants to destroy himself, then he should destroy him first.
"Ah! No!" Seeing that violent step, Murong Chen howled in fright.
"Boy, how dare you!" Yan Jingjing on the other side also stabilized her figure, quickly used her body skills, and leaped towards this direction.
"Bang!"
"ah!"
Murong Chen screamed fiercely, feeling a force like a heavy hammer that shook his heart.
His internal organs were shattered and blood was vomited from his mouth.
"Xiaochen~" Yan Jingjing yelled angrily.
Xiao Li looked at her figure flying down, and when he saw her, she struck him with another palm.
Before the palm hit, the force of the palm had already enveloped his whole body, as if he was being pressed down by a huge boulder.
This palm is more ferocious than the previous one, and it really wants to take your own life.
"Huh!" Xiao Li snorted.
"Zheng!" There was a sword chant, and the ancient iron sword appeared in his hand, and he struck forward with a slash.
When the sword comes out, all the strength of the palm is broken.
The black sword passed through Yan Jingjing's palm easily.
"Ah!" Another scream came out.
When everyone saw it, Yan Jingjing's whole palm flew up and blood spread wildly.
"Bang!" The next moment, Yan Jingjing fell heavily from mid-air to the ground.
"hiss!"
"hiss!"
Not far away, there were sounds of gasping for cold air.
"Yan Jingjing, one of her hands was chopped off!" Wang Shuo stood there stunned and shouted inwardly.
"This... this guy really doesn't care about the consequences. This is the deacon of Zhenbao Tower." Liu Ruosheng was also shocked.
Then he looked at Wang Shuo and said, "It seems that he did hold back on you for Piao Yan's sake.
Otherwise, if you provoke me like that, with this guy’s temperament, I’d probably kill you on the spot.”
"Uh..." Wang Shuo said "uh" lightly, looking at the scene in front of him, and remembering what happened before, he couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine.
"Can you see clearly when he drew the sword?" Xin Fei spoke up and asked them.
"I didn't see it clearly!" Wang Shuo said: "I didn't see him pull out the black sword at all, or in other words, I didn't see the sword on him at all before."
"Yes." Xin Fei nodded lightly, "It seems that the sword has been hidden on his body all this time, but he drew the sword too fast, far beyond our eyesight."
"Butler Yan!"
"Butler Yan!"
…
The guards in front of the Zhenbao Building saw Yan Jingjing's hand being cut off and falling to the ground, and they all rushed towards this direction.
There were eight people in total, and all of them were very aggressive.
Xiao Li looked at them and put a sword on Yan Jingjing's fair and pretty face, "Since your hands are useless, kneel down and kowtow to apologize. I will spare your life."
This was Yan Jingjing's previous request to him, but in reverse order.
Yan Jingjing's face showed pain and ferocity, "You've done nothing to me today. This matter can never be let go like this."
"In that case, then go and die." The ancient iron sword stabbed him.
"Zheng!" Suddenly, a melodious piano sound sounded, filling the sky and the earth.
A sound wave appeared on Yan Jingjing's face.
Xiao Li's sword seemed to be pierced by an extremely strange force. The water rippled and shook his body backwards.
Someone took action!
Then, everyone here heard a charming female voice: "Boy, do you want to deceive me that there is no one in Zhenbao Tower?"
People looked up one after another and saw a middle-aged woman in red sitting on the roof of the Zhenbao Building.
She looks very charming and enchanting, with red flowers dancing in the sky.
She was among them, stroking the strings, like a red-clothed fairy descending to the mortal world.
Someone recognized it at a glance, "This harp and this sound, this is the owner of Zhenbao Tower, Jiang Hongniang!"
"Jiang Hongniang!"
Xiao Li's eyes were also fixed on that beautiful red figure.
The feeling this woman gave her... was probably no weaker than that of Old Man Miaoyan.