"Sigh... Who wouldn't want to do this? It's a pity that these guys are scattered in every level of heaven. There are not many in the ninth level of heaven. Most of them are in the lower three levels of heaven. Who has the patience to find these guys?"
"If I become the leader of the sect, I will definitely send away all the people who have ascended in the sect. What kind of place do we think of our place? Anyone can come in. It's really abominable!"
"Haha, if you want to be the sect leader, just wait another hundred years. Your father is still alive and well, and it won't be your turn."
"Don't be hasty, there is always a chance." A clear voice said with a smile: "It will take a long time anyway. By then, the lower realm may have been occupied by Asuras."
"It would be better if Asura took over this poor place."
"Ah!" Suddenly a scream sounded.
The four young men who were talking screamed in agony, and their palms were pierced into the table by chopsticks that suddenly appeared.
This large restaurant is extremely grand. The tables and chairs are all made of precious iron wood, which is so hard and thick that even if it is struck with a sword, it will not leave any trace.
Half of the chopsticks were pierced into the table, along with a palm. Blood flowed out, and the four young men screamed.
Eight middle-aged people stood up from the two tables next to them. They hurriedly surrounded the four young people and blocked them in the circle. They looked around with eager eyes, their eyes sweeping here and there like cold lightning.
"Ah!" A young man let out an earth-shattering scream.
He was trying to pull out half of the chopstick, and when he moved, he let out an even more shocking scream, as if he had been tortured by a thousand cuts. The faces of the three young people next to him changed greatly when they heard that, and they looked at the half of the chopstick that had pierced into their palms in horror.
Don't dare to move.
"Who is this? Please tell me your name!" A middle-aged man shouted coldly: "The Young Master of Wanjian City is here!"
Another middle-aged man shouted: "The young master of Liuhua Xiaozhu is here!"
Another middle-aged man said: "The Young Master of Wangqing Cliff is here!"
An old man hummed slowly and deeply: "The Young Master of Huangye Valley is here!"
The voices of the four people echoed in the restaurant, causing the entire restaurant to become silent. The noise suddenly disappeared, and the sound of a pindrop could be heard.
Chu Li slowly put the thick book back into his arms, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked around.
Seeing the reactions of the people around him, he knew that these four sects were not small sects. Otherwise, there were many first-grade heavenly beings in the restaurant, and they would not have reacted like this. He saw several first-grade heavenly beings in the restaurant restrained their auras and said nothing.
Fa, obviously he wanted to watch the excitement.
"Ah!" The young man from before screamed loudly again.
He only felt that a strange internal force suddenly surged out of the half of the chopsticks, and the pain all over his body was like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives. Otherwise, the majestic Young Lord of Wanjian City would not have screamed in such shameful agony.
"Young City Lord, let me do it!" A middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
The young man said hurriedly: "Hurry up!"
The middle-aged man has a thin body, with electric eyes on his thin face, like a cheetah. His whole body contains explosive power. His cultivation has reached the first level, and he should be able to dominate the world.
"Yes!" He responded, condensing his inner strength with his right hand, and slowly stretched out toward half of the chopsticks. As soon as he touched the chopsticks, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and he felt as if he was hit by a high-speed running horse and flew backwards.
go out.
"Bang!" He bumped into Zhu Zhu in the restaurant and stayed motionless against Zhu Zhu.
Dust fell from the roof beams. The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open with a ferocious expression, as if he was struggling with invisible forces. The veins on his neck and even his temples were bulging.
However, he looked so ferocious but could not move, and his anger and unwillingness were ready to come out.
"Ah!" Guo Yang, the Young Lord of Wanjian City, once again let out an earth-shattering scream.
Everyone shuddered. This was a cry that could only be made after suffering a great deal of pain. The hair on everyone's body stood up and chills ran through their bodies.
"Ah!" Guo Yang once again let out an earth-shattering scream: "Quick, quick, quick!"
Two more middle-aged men stretched out their palms to press the half-cut chopsticks.
"Bang! Bang!" They flew straight out, following in the footsteps of the previous middle-aged people, hanging on the Zhuzhu and unable to move. Their efforts were useless.
"Ah!" Guo Yang screamed again.
By this time, he was sweating profusely and his face was pale.
He had never suffered such great pain and torture since he was a child. He was so miserable that he even thought of committing suicide with a knife.
The other three young men saw this and did not dare to mess around.
"Master He Fang is here to visit me. I hope you will forgive me if I have offended you in any way!" A middle-aged man clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Young people are not sensible, but I still hope that my seniors will take care of me in Wanjian City, Liuhua Xiaozhu, Wangqing Cliff and Huangye Valley.
I’d rather spare the young masters’ face for once.”
The four young men in Guo Yang showed angry expressions, but they immediately lowered their eyebrows and looked down, as if they sincerely admitted their mistake.
Chu Li shook his head.
It is really not easy for these guys to surrender in time. Obviously these four sects are not small forces, and they are still big forces on the Jiutian level. It is too embarrassing and aggrieved for them to beg for mercy in a low voice.
This is easy to say, but contrary to nature, it is too difficult to do.
The surroundings were quiet, and no one responded. Guo Yang and the other four were still enduring severe pain, and their faces became increasingly ugly.
An old man in gray clothes suddenly jumped onto the beam, looked down at everyone, then floated down and pointed at Chu Li.
It was obvious whether there were chopsticks on the table. Among the ten tables, only Chu Li had empty hands and no chopsticks. It was naturally his doing.
Eight other middle-aged men fluttered around, instantly surrounding Chu Li and staring at him.
Chu Li put down the wine bottle, glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "These four guys have no morals, so they will be punished lightly."
"Who are you?" shouted the old man who jumped up earlier.
Chu Li said: "Chu Li."
"Which sect?" The old man in gray frowned, vaguely seeming to have heard of this name.
"It's just people from the lower realm." Chu Li glanced at the four young people who were in pain, shook his head and said: "People from the lower realm deserve to die, they should be killed by Asuras, and all people from the lower realm who ascend to the outer world should die.
, are these the words of the four young masters?"
"We were just joking." Guo Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Why should you take it seriously?"
"I heard the noise, so I asked you to shut up." Chu Li waved his hands and said: "Get out of here quickly, don't disturb my interest in drinking."
"Are you the Chu Li who killed the great Asura?" the old man in gray said in a deep voice.
Chu Li nodded.
The old man in gray clothes said: "Killing the great Asura is not a big deal. You are not invincible in the world, so you are not afraid of provoking those you cannot provoke?"
Chu Li laughed: "So, I can't offend these four sects of you?"
"That's right!" The old man in gray said solemnly: "This time you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended. If we open up a wide margin, you can still survive. Otherwise, you will not be able to escape even a super heavenly being!"
Chu Li laughed and said, "Then I'd like to give it a try."
The old man in gray suddenly appeared beside the four young men, and then slapped his palm on the table.
"Bang!" In the muffled sound, the table, which was stronger than iron stone, suddenly softened and then fell away like sand.
"Ah!" Four screams sounded almost simultaneously, deafening.
The face of the old man in gray changed slightly, his erratic figure flashed, and he clicked on the acupuncture points of the four people, making them unable to move. Then he clicked on their right arms, and pointed several times, sealing all the acupuncture points on the right arm, and stretched out