Chapter 232 The First Battle of Shen Jie

Song, Yuanyou, June 15th

Since two months ago, after a hero note from King of Hell, Xue Muhua, the territory of Henan Prefecture has become lively.

People in the martial arts world who can’t call names but cannot call names are rushing in.

Dengfeng City, which is close to Songshan, was overcrowded for a while.

It was the meal time. The Heluo Inn located in the north of the city was already full of people. Many heroes from the rivers and lakes gathered here and flew freely.

The inner hall layout of the Heluo Inn is very clever. The lobby on the first floor is quite spacious. The second, third and fourth floors above are all made of patios, surrounded by guardrails, and you can see the movement on the first floor.

And those rich men in the world who are swearing in the inside gather on the first floor.

"By the way, Doctor Xue held a martial arts conference this time, what exactly is the so-called "?"

"Who knows, it is said that Zhu Baokun and his heroes from Qingcheng Sect once asked the iron-faced judge Shan Zhengdan, but he never thought that Shan Dasha had no idea why."

"Yes, Zhang has also heard of this. He also went with Zhu Daxia, Yao Bodang and others from Qinjiazhai. Shan Daxia only said it was an old story in the world, but the hero posted it on the specific matter."

"My goodness, I have long heard of the great reputation of the King of Hell, but I didn't expect that Dr. Xue would have such a reputation."

"You, those who are in the world, always keep their heads on their belts. It's rare that Doctor Xue's name will open the golden mouth. How can you not come?"

"Yes, I can be familiar with Xue Shen"

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On the third floor, on a table near the fence of the patio, there was a handsome young man sitting opposite a young man.

The young man was wearing a white robe with golden lace tattoos and beaded on his head. He was holding a wine cup and turning it in his hand, as if listening to the guests in the building.

The boy sitting opposite him had a high ponytail, a strong outfit with black background and red patterns, and an adult dress, which made the boy with ordinary appearance look quite extraordinary.

But the child always twists a little shortly after a while, and seems to be not very used to the outfit, and the rice is slow, as if he is delaying time.

There were two long swords of different styles on the table between the two.

The longer one is a long sword with jewels and jewels, which is particularly eye-catching.

The shorter handle, the scabbard and hilt are both black, and their shape is simple and not used by adults.

The two are Huang Lin and Shen Jie's disciples.

Their group of six arrived in Dengfeng yesterday.

This is the first time A Zi came back to Zhongyuan and was clamoring to go shopping. Huang Lin asked A Zhu to take her out. With Yu Qiuyue and Cheng Qingshuang taking care of her, it was a safety issue.

Huang Lin brought Chen Jie to find the Heluo Inn, spent some money to occupy the table.

a long time.

Chen Jie finally finished eating the rice in the bowl. He opened his mouth several times, as if he was going to say something, but in the end he had only one sentence:

"Master, I've eaten it."

"Eat it, then start."

Huang Lin's eyes were encouraged, but his eyes seemed full of expectations.

He originally wanted to take Chen Jie to travel around the world after the Shaolin incident, but after receiving the news this morning that a scumbag was here, he immediately decided to ask Xiao Jie'er to try it.

After Chen Jie was speechless, he turned his head and looked at the first floor through the gap in the fence. There was a young man in white clothes and raising his glass to blow his void in the lobby. There were three people sitting together at the table.

"Then Master, the disciple has gone?"

"Go, your strength is much stronger than him, it's just that you lack actual combat. Do you remember what you told your teacher before?"

"Remember, don't talk after you start!"

Huang Lin nodded casually.

Chen Jie took a deep breath, grabbed the black-shewn sword on the table, got up and leaped, and the man stood on the fence.

He saw him holding a sword in his left hand and carrying his back in his right hand. He looked at the man in white in the first floor lobby and said:

"Sang Chong, male, 28 years old, from Tangzhou, has transformed into a 'jade butterfly' and ruined the innocence of women, and three of them until they died!"

The sound rang in the building, and it immediately overwhelmed the noise in the hall.

At this time, most of the people who eat food in the inn are good at martial arts, and they instantly understand that this is a master!

But the voice was like a child, and he couldn't help but turn his head and look around.

Immediately, I saw the sword-holding child standing on the fence on the third floor.

All of a sudden was surprised.

How is this possible?!

This child looks just over ten years old, and the skill he showed just now is no less than a second-rate internal force.

Just as I was surprised, I saw a man in white standing up on the first floor, shouting with murderous aura:

"Who is making fun of Sang? Who doesn't know in the world that Sang is known as the little white dragon with jade face. Although he is a little slutty, how could he be that despicable flower-picking thief!"

He was still scanning the first floor, and saw his deskmate slamming the table, pointing upstairs and smiling:

"I said whose child this is? Before the hair grows, I know the flower-picking thief? Do you know what innocence is?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall discovered Shen Jie standing on the fence on the third floor.

The first time he was watched by so many people, Chen Jie's little face turned red. Fortunately, he still remembered the words of his master and immediately said:

"Xiaoyao Sect, Chen Jie, come to take your dog's life!"

After saying that, he stepped on his feet and ejaculated down.

The fence exploded.

"Wow~~"

Seeing the speed of the rapid shooting, everyone in the hall was in an uproar.

"Little hairy boy, you're looking for death!"

Sang Chong was suddenly exposed to his identity. He was still a little panicked, but when he saw that Chen Jie was a teenage child, he immediately fell in love with me and was angry.

Although his identity as a jade-faced little white dragon on his face is not a good person, he is not something that a little kid can mess with.

When did he lose his companionship?!

"Chorus~"

I immediately pulled out the long sword under the table and raised it to flirt.

The strange color in Chen Jie's eyes flashed by. He was ready to fight hard, but he didn't know that the other party was so slow. He felt at ease.

"Zheng~"

The dagger was unsheathed and brought out a stream of light toward the long sword that was snatching up to Sang Chong.

"Click~"

Both of them were stunned for a moment. One did not expect the other party's weapon to be so sharp, and the other did not expect the other party's weapon to be so useless.

Sang Chong was experienced in the world and immediately rolled around with a lazy donkey and rushed to the side.

"Bang~"

Chen Jie used his strength to turn around and landed on the ground. Then he stepped under his feet and ran towards Sang Chong again.

Sang Chong was about to get up, but suddenly felt the cold air behind him. He didn't have time to think too much, so he had to pounce again, but he had not used all his strength, so his speed was not as fast as Shen Jie.

"Puff~"

The dagger passed through the back of his neck, and the rushing forward was instantly interrupted, and the man became soft.

"Click~"

Chen Jie turned around, put his sword back and returned the sheath, staring at the three people who were about to take action, without even looking at Sang Chong's body.

From the time he snatched down from the third floor to Sang Chong's death, in less than two breaths, the "Jade-faced Little White Dragon" who was well-known in the Henan Prefecture area died at the hands of a child who seemed to be ten years old.

The diners in Muling Heluo Inn were surprised.

There was a lot of discussion in the hall, and I couldn't help but guess the origin of the Shen Qi.

There were also smart people looking up at Huang Lin on the railing on the third floor.

Chen Jie looked at the three people at the same table with Sang Chong indifferently and said slowly:

"Fei Ming, a disciple of Shaolin layman, and the owner of Kaishan Martial Arts Hall in Jiacheng;"

"Zhang Yuquan, a disciple of Shaolin layman, and the owner of the Zhongyong Martial Arts Hall in Jiacheng;"

"Sun Dazhong, a disciple of Shaolin layman, and the owner of the Sun Martial Arts Hall in Jiacheng."

"Can you be right?"

As soon as these words came out, the inn suddenly became quiet.

It’s not enough to kill a “jade-faced little white dragon”? Is this little guy going to make big news?!
To be continued...