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Chapter 144 Just Say If You Can

The Cangtian Sword Sea has existed for several great generations, and I have never heard of the saying that the passerby fee is available.

The problem is that this road is not your Chen Xia, why should you accept it?

Chen Xia also has his own answer to this kind of question, which is very simple, just three words.

"Don't worry."

Since he is sitting here, he will definitely accept it. Don’t ask why, just say whether you give it or not.

The formal disciples only think that Chen Xia is too unreasonable. Isn’t this just starting to steal money by just taking the name?

Chen Xia naturally had his own statement, shook his head and explained.

"It's said that it's a bridge fee, so it's not a robbery. Just collect it right."

"I am a preparatory disciple. You are formal disciples and elders. Shouldn't you give me money when you come to the preparatory disciple area?"

Good guy, the preparatory disciple has become an advantageous identity.

But in terms of the current situation, Chen Xia's identity as a preparatory disciple seems to have a really advantage.

He did not cross the area of ​​the preparatory disciples, and the elders were not good at taking action. An elder attacked the Emperor Miaozi for no reason, which was to be punished.

After all, you, an elder, cannot compete with a preparatory disciple, right?

It can only be bullying the small by the big one.

It would be fine if you win the bully. Even if you are punished, you will always get angry and you will still get fame.

But if you lose, what kind of name will you get?

Are you good at cooking?

The elders are unwilling to do such thankless things.

After all, elders are divided into three or six levels. The elders whom the Emperor Miaozi was promoted directly to must be the highest. They can count them with two hands in the entire Cangtian Sword Sea.

Then there are the Fourth Law Elders, and the elders with a name in front of them.

The worst-historical elders are the formal elders, most of whom are cultivators at the third or fourth level of the Inverted Sea Realm. They have the title of a supreme species, which is stronger than the ordinary Inverted Sea Realm, but they are only stronger than the ordinary.

As for the Diaoyuweng and the Third Elder, they are even higher and are considered as the core figures in the Cangtian Sword Sea.

The situation is now frozen.

The formal disciples did not dare to come over, and Chen Xia did not leave, so he just stayed in the direction of the sword and buried the pot to make rice.

After two months like this, most of the official disciples understood one thing.

They were blocked by Chen Xia.

This kind of thing can rank among the top ten things since the Cangtian Sword Sea Creation Sect.

By the way, there is another thing that Chen Xia did in the outrageous top ten.

That is to move the mountain peak and kill the sixth level of the sea realm alone.

The brush is done and it belongs to yes.

The problem facing the official disciples now is that they can't beat Chen Xia and it's hard to get over it.

But as long as your mind does not fall, there are always more ways than difficulties.

How could Chen Xia stop so many formal disciples alone?

With the help of the elders, a solution was quickly come up with.

Since you want to charge for the passerby fee, then I will only pass by the passerby. You can go from the sky, from the sea of ​​swords, or even use your magical powers to teleport over.

How can you Chen Xia manage it?

I can only watch it blankly, this idea is quickly implemented, and the formal disciples show their magical powers and enter the reserve disciple area from various places.

The word "smuggling" is the word "smuggling".

Chen Xia knew it, but he ignored it. He still sat outside the Tiange and took out the chariot that had been burnt with yellowed medicine on the stove, ate it in two bites, and wiped his mouth.

There were streaming figures passing by in the sky, one after another.

There are waves in the sea of ​​swords, and they are constantly swaying for a while.

The formation flashes, and the figures are illusory.

This is the magical power of all formal disciples. They rushed towards the preparatory disciple area, invaded and began a blitzkrieg battle.

The plan is to grab it and run away, and never leave much.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

Chen Xia stood up, put out the stove, rolled up her sleeves, and then turned around, her steps were neither too fast nor too slow, but every step would appear thousands of meters away.

He really can't control all the official disciples, but he can control a few of them.

So it's better not to be caught by him.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and he is going to catch the chicken now.

Outside the Tian Pavilion, as soon as Chen Xia left, several elders rushed forward with their heels on their backs.

They are the finale. If Chen Xia really dares to take heavy measures, these elders will have reason to stop Chen Xia.

A moment later, a loud noise came from the preparatory disciple area, followed by a scream.

Chen Xia pinched one head in each hand, carrying two formal disciples like a dead dog, and stepped on two under her feet, shook her head slightly and asked.

"You dare to break in at the peak of the mountain realm. Do you think you are really awesome or do you think I am easy to talk to?"

Several formal disciples who fell to the ground screamed, their eyes constantly looking at the direction they came.

There were still some formal disciples watching around, without any intention of retreating.

In this way, Chen Xia knew that something was really wrong, so he looked up and looked forward.

The three elders stood in three different positions, looked at him coldly and shouted.

"Preparation disciple Chen Xia, why do you want to be the one who is in trouble? Why don't you let go of your senior brothers? Could it be that you want to kill your fellow disciples?!"

"It has been killed." Chen Xia nodded.

He was so honest that no one else knew how to speak.

The three elders blushed and were dull for a while, and shouted angrily again.

"It's really a shame for Cangtian Sword Sea to have a cruel disciple like you, and it's really a shame for Cangtian Sword Sea!"

Chen Xia nodded and agreed very much.

"I think so too, so can you contact my master and let him expel me from the sea of ​​swords in the sky immediately. It's best to expel me today, so I can pack up tonight."

The three elders' pupils widened, gritted their teeth tightly, and their faces looked like steamed pork. Not only did they red, they also looked at the steam outside, pointing at Chen Xia's nose and cursing.

"If you don't know your shamelessness, you can say such words with shame. All moral etiquette is corrupted. Scum is really scum!"

Chen Xia raised his eyebrows, threw away the two formal disciples he was holding in his hand, and asked impatiently.

"You just want to expel me from the sect today?"

"We do not have this right, but we can report to the elders of the Law, even the third elders, and then to the head, you will have to get out of the sword sea in shame!"

The three elders scolded angrily, their eyebrows were already standing upside down, and their aura rolled.

"You don't have the power to talk about it for a long time?" Chen Xia was a little unhappy.

It really made him so happy.

He raised his toes and kicked the formal disciple who was stepping on him. With a slight kick, he turned into a stream of light and shot towards the three elders.

The three elders ignored them and dodged, allowing the official disciple to smash into the mountains and knock out of the big pit.

Chen Xia chuckled, tilted his head slightly, closed his ten fingers, and supported it outward, and the creaking sound of bones beating.

He looked straight at the three elders and smiled calmly and confidently.
Chapter completed!
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