Swish~" Silver-white lightning actually appeared on the battle knife. "Thunder Punishment Blade!"

The Thunder Punishment Blade is Xiao Geng's strongest killer move. He didn't want to be exposed so early, but in order to defeat Xu Chen, he couldn't care about so much. Seeing Xiao Geng performing the Thunder Punishment Blade, Xu Chen smelled a trace of danger from it and retreated without hesitation. "Haha, Xu Chen, I see what you are going to block my Thunder Punishment Blade!"

When Xiao Geng saw Xu Chen retreating, he thought the latter was afraid and did not dare to take it head-on, and laughed proudly. Thunder rushes, and the sword falls like lightning. Xu Chen's speed was finally one step slower and was shrouded in thunder. "Bang!"

A loud noise resounded. The ring made of bricks and stones cracked a spider-web-like crack. The smoke suddenly rose. The entire ring was shrouded in smoke. "How is it?"

"Is Xu Chen dead or alive?"

"Senior Brother Xiao's sword is too powerful, and even the ring has been destroyed in an unsatisfactory way. Then Xu Chen is probably in danger."

"What a pity."

"Yes, speaking of this, Xu Chen is also a genius, but he is too ignorant to be in a state of great power. He dares to fight Senior Brother Xiao. Now he is dead and can't blame anyone."

Everyone looked at the ring covered in smoke and dust, and whispered and started talking. "Swish!"

Just when everyone thought Xu Chen was in danger, a figure suddenly rushed out of the smoke and dust and rushed straight to Xiao Geng. Xiao Geng's pupils shrank. He saw clearly the figure flying towards him. It was Xu Chen. It was unscathed. "How is that possible?"

He exclaimed in his heart. He could not accept the scene in front of him. Xu Chenfei rushed to Xiao Geng, and a punch that had been accumulating for a long time, blasted out like lightning with the momentum. Xiao Geng hastily blocked his chest. "Clang!"

Xiao Geng was shocked and his arms were numb, and his body was uncontrollably retreating. "Clang!"

Xu Chen stepped forward and punched out again. Xiao Geng tried his best to resist. "Dangdangdangdang!!"

Xu Chen waved his fists, punching one after another, constantly hitting the blade. Xiao Geng could barely resist at first, but when he arrived at the back, his arms were already shocked and lost consciousness. Finally, with another loud bang, the sword flew out of his hand. Xu Chen's right leg surged violently, and with a swish, a whip leg was thrust hard on Xiao Geng's waist. "Bang!"

With a dull sound, a blood mist exploded on Xiao Geng's waist, and he screamed and his figure flew backwards uncontrollably. Amid the screams of everyone, Xiao Geng flew out of the ring and fell hard on the ground. "Wow~" Everyone was in a panic. They looked at this scene in shock. They couldn't react for a while. On this day, Xu Chen's name will eventually be remembered by everyone. Those present will not forget this young man who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, but easily defeated Xiao Geng, who was quite famous in the inner sect. A moment later, everyone in the audience reacted from the shock. "Hell~ God, I'm not dreaming, Xiao Geng was actually defeated by Xu Chen's hand."

"Xu Chen seems to be not very old. He actually defeated Xiao Geng. This guy is not simple, not simple."

"Xiao Geng has used the strongest killing move, but he is still no match for Xu Chen. How strong is Xu Chen?"

"Does he really only have the fourth level of Qi Condensation Realm? Will he hide his cultivation?"

"If this is possible, otherwise it will not be explained."

"A new star will rise in our inner sect."

"It's a pity that the time he entered the sect was too short after all. In the inner sect competition three months later, he probably won't be able to enter the top thirty."

"At his age, it is normal that he cannot enter the top 30. If he enters the top 100, he can enter the vision of the top sect leaders."

"Yes, once you are attracted by the top leaders of the sect, you will be accepted as a disciple..." Countless disciples were talking in disbelief. "Impossible, how could Xiao Geng be defeated?"

Su Yue also looked disbelief. "Bad!"

Looking at Xu Chen, who became the focus of the audience, he became more and more angry and cursed in a low voice. I don’t know whether to scold Xu Chen or Xiao Geng. Amid the lively discussion, Xu Chen walked off the ring, and did not look at Xiao Geng, who had fainted from the stage, and walked out of Fengyun Gorge... Inside the inner gate. Xu Chen's courtyard. He sent away the visitor with a fake smile. After the gate was closed heavily by him, a trace of fatigue appeared on his face. Three days have passed since he defeated Xiao Geng. After his reputation spread, he continued one after another.

Some people visited. These people had different purposes. Some wanted to make friends with him, a rising star in the inner sect, some wanted to win him over for their own families, and some wanted to challenge him and become famous in the inner sect. For those who wanted to challenge him and step on him, he could send guests coldly, but those who carried gifts and showed kindness, Xu Chen could not keep people out. After all, he would not hit the smiling person. In this way, in these three days, he was almost always dealing with all kinds of people, and he didn't even have time to practice. "This can't continue."

"As both disciples of Qingling Sect, others are kind enough to visit, but I can't keep anyone out of the door."

Xu Chen sighed and said, "It seems that he can only go down the mountain to avoid the limelight."

He never expected that it was not the enemy who forced him to leave the sect, but the guests who came to the door with gifts. After making the decision, Xu Chen immediately packed up his things and went down the mountain... Guangyun City. Qingling Sect, in the west, a medium-sized city with a population of one hundred miles. Xu Chen walked on the street with crowds, looked left and right. "Young Master, I have a thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng and a medium-grade spiritual weapon here. Do you want to take a look? The price is discounted and you are satisfied with it."

A gray-haired old man on the side of the road saw Xu Chen's extraordinary temperament, so he started to recommend his products. Xu Chen heard the sound and looked at the old man's stall. He shook his head slightly. The thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng in the old man's mouth was just an ordinary medicinal material with a little spiritual power. As for the medium-grade spiritual weapon, it was even more unreasonable. Retracted his gaze, Xu Chen walked forward and walked. Restaurants, medicine shops, teahouses... He visited one by one. It was getting darker. Xu Chen was about to find an inn to stay in. But when he passed by an alley, he suddenly heard a painful humming sound and a dull sound of his fist hitting his body. Xu Chen hesitated for a moment and entered the alley. "Ye Fan, you are the son of a groom, a low-ranking bastard. I have warned you before to recognize your identity and not approach Song Ya. You are treating my words as wind in your ears."

"Mad, you don't look in the mirror, you're dead trash, and a toad wants to eat swan meat."

In the alley, a group of teenagers were beating a thin boy in zipper clothes. The thin boy was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He sat on the ground with his head in his arms, fisted and whispered, but he never begged for mercy. Seeing this, the young man led by the group became even more angry and said angrily: "Beat, keep beating, I see when he can hold on. I will be beaten to death."

"Just just a groom's son, what can I do if I kill him?"

A group of teenagers no longer had any scruples and greeted the thin boy hard. The headed boy with horse face stepped on the thin boy's face and said arrogantly: "Ye Fan, just kneel down and beg for mercy to me and beg for forgiveness. Maybe I am happy and I will let you go if I leave it alone."

"Don't think about it!"

The thin young man Ye Fan's voice was weak, but his attitude was firm. Seeing Ye Fan's rejection, a ruthless look flashed across his face, "Beat, continue to beat him, and beat him to death."

Ye Fan felt the murderous intent emitted by the horse-faced boy. Unwilling to be slaughtered, he roared and struggled to stand up. "Sonk!"

He pulled out the broken sword behind him, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, staring at the horse-faced boy with a fierce look on his face. Seeing this, the horse-faced boy was slightly stunned, and then laughed. The others also laughed to the sky. "Ye Fan, what have you been kicked in the head?"

"Try us with a rusty broken sword?"

"Hahaha, come and stab me, and see if it can pierce my skin."

The horse-faced boy patted his chest and shouted at Ye Fan. Ye Fan showed a struggle. "Bang~" The horse-faced boy stepped forward and slapped the broken sword in Ye Fan's hand, and then kicked Ye Fan's chest, and the latter fell to the ground in pain. "Do you still want to really stab it?"

The young man with horse face spat, picked up the broken sword, walked to Ye Fan, looked at Ye Fan who was lying on the ground, and slowly raised the broken sword. "With this broken sword every day, I will give you the promise and let you die on the broken sword."

As he said that, his murderous intent flashed in his eyes and stabbed him suddenly. Ye Fan closed his eyes with his fate. He was just the son of a groom and a servant of the Song family in Guangyun City. Faced with the bullying of Song Hui and other Song family members, he had no power to fight back. If he died, no one would collect his body for him. "Uh?!"

The severe pain has not been heard for a long time. Did Song Hui change his mind and not want to kill him? His heart sank. There was no joy in his life after the disaster. According to his understanding of Song Hui, if the other party did not kill him, he definitely wanted to save his life and torture him wantonly. He slowly opened his eyes. The scene he saw made him slightly stunned. His original guess was wrong. It was not that Song Hui changed his mind, but that someone saved him. The person who saved him was a young man. His figure was straight, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. The young man grabbed Song Hui's wrist. The broken sword mouth was only three inches away from his chest. He was almost dead. Ye Fan was afraid for a while. "A little friction would make him want to kill someone. Your heart is too cruel!"

Xu Chen grabbed Song Hui's hand and spoke coldly. "Boy, you have nothing to do with you. If you don't want to die, get out of here."

Song Hui struggled hard. After he failed, he stared at Xu Chen viciously, "I am a child of the Song family. I know the truth quickly let go, and then kneel down to apologize to me, otherwise you will definitely die without a place to die."

"Is the Song family very powerful?"

Instead of letting go, Xu Chen increased his strength slightly. Song Hui was so painful that he shouted and howled wolves, and his nose and tears were covered in tears. The broken sword he grabbed in his hand also jingled and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Xu Chen shook his head bored. People like Song Hui were disdainful to kill, because they killed them, dirty hands! "Get out!"
Chapter completed!