Yingbai was stunned with anger and didn't know what to do for a moment. Fanchuan, who was standing next to Yingbai, felt that Yingbai was drawing out her true energy. Seeing this, Fanchuan immediately stretched out his hand to suppress Yingbai who was about to jump.

Bai, ducked in front of Ying Bai.

At this time, more and more people were watching in the inn, and the door of the inn had been blocked. The second floor of the inn was even more crowded, and it seemed that they were all worried about this wretched man called Mr. Wen.

Come on and cheer.

"Brother Wen, if you can capture this beautiful lady, I will be your servant today!"

"Haha, Mr. Wen, it's up to you!"

Hearing the cheers on the second floor, Fanchuan raised his head and observed carefully, and accurately saw five people cheering for the man. At the same time, Fanchuan also remembered the faces of these five people.

At this time, Mr. Wen couldn't help laughing when he saw Fanchuan suddenly blocking Yingbai.

"Haha, where did a stinky beggar come from? What's wrong? Do you still want to beg to save the beauty? Haha!" Mr. Wen laughed.

From this laughter, everyone could hear sarcasm and ridicule.

Fanchuan didn't pay attention to Mr. Wen's ridicule, but shook his head helplessly, and then said slowly: "I say, Mr. Wen, please speak with respect. We have not provoked you, so please

You, let us leave now!"

Fanchuan can speak so steadily, not because Fanchuan is afraid of the other party, but because there is a second competition coming soon, Fanchuan does not want to cause trouble, and does not want to cause trouble to the real person Fanqun. Besides, once the day of worshiping the gods is over, Fanchuan will

He had to leave quickly. He was not in the mood to mess around with these people here. If he wanted to take action, Fanchuan could deal with all the people in the inn with just one finger.

"Haha, are you laughing so hard at me that I let you go? Who are you?" Mr. Wen continued to laugh sarcastically.

Presumably, including Mr. Wen, these people did not know about the discussion that had just occurred in the venue for worshiping the gods. If they knew about it, how could they dare to be so presumptuous.

But one thing does make Fanchuan very curious. Since this Qishen City has always been protected by the Shenyuan Sect, why would such a scum of cultivation appear in the Qishen City? Thinking about it now being the day to worship the gods, it must not be the Divine Source.

He is a cultivation disciple of the sect, otherwise he would not be so arrogant towards Ying Bai.

"Where did you learn from?" Fanchuan ignored Mr. Wen's sarcasm and asked step by step.

When Fanchuan asked this question, Mr. Wen in front of him instantly became arrogant. Then he saw Mr. Wen waving the folding fan in his hand at a few followers on the second floor, and then said: "How many of you?"

Hey, tell this beggar where I learned from!"

Then the followers on the second floor laughed and said: "Haha, stinky beggar, let me tell you, our young master is the young leader of the Seven Kills Sect. If you are afraid, get out of here and leave the beautiful lady behind!"

"Seven Kills Cult?" Fanchuan shook his head and smiled bitterly again. Sure enough, it had something to do with that charming man.

At this time, Mr. Wen seemed to be a little impatient, so he shouted to Fanchuan: "Hey, stinky beggar, get out of my way quickly, I am going to love my little beautiful lady!"

As he spoke, Mr. Wen actually stretched out his hand to pull Ying Bai.

Fanchuan really wasn't in the mood to hang around anymore this time, so it seemed he had to take action.

So just when Mr. Wen's arm had just passed Fanchuan, Fanchuan suddenly reached out and grabbed Mr. Wen's arm, and then saw a purple light flash quickly on Fanchuan's hand, and then heard a crisp "pop"

"After the sound, the folding fan in Mr. Wen's hand fell to the ground, and then I saw Mr. Wen started to yell in pain.

"You stinky beggar! How dare you touch me! Ah... you..." Mr. Wen shouted, and at the same time motioned to his followers on the second floor to come down and help.

The best way to solve this kind of problem is to solve it quickly. Fanchuan didn't wait for the people on the second floor to come down. Suddenly, at lightning speed, several figures flashed past, and then he only heard the sound of another voice coming from the already quiet inn.

There were three crisp "pop" sounds, and then I saw Mr. Wen lying on the ground, losing his virginity, crying and screaming in pain. At the same time, there were three purple lights around Mr. Wen's body that had not dissipated.

Those followers who had not yet rushed down from the second floor were stunned by the scene in front of them, and they all stood still on the stairs.

"Ah! It hurts! I hurt! You...you beggar, what did you do to me! I'm not done with you!"

Although he was lying on the ground without his virginity, Mr. Wen was still uttering provocative words and shouting.

Fanchuan said calmly: "I broke off your arms and legs, and at the same time sealed your meridians with zhenqi. You can be a handless person from now on, so as to save yourself trouble."

!”

Fanchuan's words shocked everyone present, and no one dared to say anything. The whole inn was so quiet that they could hear it clearly.

At this time, after listening to Fanchuan's words, Mr. Wen stopped shouting and started crying, as if the pain had been tormenting him.

"You deserve it, you shameless and dirty bastard. I've already given you face by not killing you!" At this time, Yingbai poked her head out from behind Fanchuan and gloated.

Now that the matter has come to an end, the most urgent thing now is to participate in the second competition. Fanchuan doesn’t want to stay here anymore, so he wants to leave with Yingbai, but just when Fanchuan turns around and takes the first step

, but a lot of people crowded in outside the inn.

"Which madman is so vicious that he dares to cut off my son's hands and feet!"

There was an angry shout, and then a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face broke into the Qishen Inn with a group of cultivation disciples.

Seeing this person coming, Fanchuan felt a little familiar, so he quickly searched his memory for this person in his mind, and then thought about the meaning of this person's words just now, Fanchuan remembered that the person who came turned out to be Qisha.

The leader of the sect also took people to the Shenyuan Gate viewing platform to visit Master Fanqun this morning. At that time, Fanchuan had a chance encounter with this person.

Since he is Mr. Wen's father and the leader of the Seven Kills Sect, he should end the matter at once. However, Fanchuan is a little puzzled. The ceremony for worshiping the gods is still going on, so why did the leader of the Seven Kills Sect leave without permission?

.But think about it on the other hand, if your own son had his hands and feet cut off, then naturally it would be a trivial matter.

"Oh, it turns out he is the leader of the Seven Kills Sect. Fanchuan met his senior here, and I am the one who cut off your son's hands and feet." Fanchuan said calmly and calmly.

Hearing Fanchuan's words, the leader of the Seven Kills Sect stared at Fanchuan in a blink of an eye. Originally, Fanchuan was dirty and messy at this time, so the leader of the Seven Kills Sect did not recognize Fanchuan at first sight, but after Fanchuan announced his name just now,

I saw the leader of the Seven Kills Sect trembling unconsciously.

Then I heard the leader of the Seven Kills Cult tentatively ask: "Your Excellency, are you the Great Sikong of the Shenyuan Sect?"

The words were not surprising. Just after the leader of the Seven Kills Cult asked this question, the temperature in the entire inn dropped to zero, and the atmosphere was extremely weird. Looking at the innkeeper at this time, he was trembling all over and standing.

Unstable.

"Well, I am Fanchuan. Although he has no talent, he has the courage to become the great Sikong of Shenyuan Sect." Fanchuan said calmly.

But at the moment when Fanchuan's words were spoken, the leader of the Seven Kills Sect suddenly bent over and saluted Fanchuan respectfully, and at the same time said: "The Seven Kills Sect is here to pay homage to Lord Sikong of the Shenyuan Sect.

It’s strange that I didn’t teach Quanzi the right way and offended Lord Sikong. I hope Lord Sikong spares Quanzi’s life and the Seven Kills Cult will definitely come to thank you in the future!”

Such a change in the leader of the Seven Kills Cult made everyone present speechless and made Fanchuan somewhat unable to adapt.

"Uh, um, senior, get up quickly, I...I didn't mean to hurt your young master, it's just that he..."

"Lord Sikong, there is no need to say anything. I know that it must be Gouzi who is playing tricks. It is a sign of mercy from Lord Sikong that he can look like this. The Seven Kills Cult is extremely grateful to Lord Sikong!" Mr. Wen's father said with tears in his eyes.

While speaking, he didn't even dare to raise his head.

As soon as this happened, Mr. Wen, who was still lying on the ground, was stunned. He stared at Fanchuan and his father with dull eyes, unable to recover for a long time.

Fanchuan was speechless at this time and didn't know what to say. Just when he was feeling worried, he heard another burst of hustle and bustle outside the inn door, and then he saw the crazy old man rushing in with a group of Shenyuanmen disciples with good cultivation level.

Come in.

At the same time, you can still hear the crazy old man chirping: "Where is Xiao Fanchuan! Tell me quickly! In this Qishen City, someone dares to bully Xiao Fanchuan. Who doesn't want to live? Look at my crazy old man and let him

Both body and soul are destroyed!"

"Crazy old man, stop making trouble!"

Fanchuan immediately spoke up and stopped the crazy old man who was cursing for the first time.

"Hey, Xiao Fanchuan, you are here? What happened? Tell me quickly, who is bullying you? And my good disciple!" the crazy old man continued to yell.

"Master! Woohoo..." When Yingbai saw Crazy Old Man's arrival, she immediately cried and threw herself into Crazy Old Man's arms. Her tears wetted Crazy Old Man's clothes drop by drop.

Seeing this, the crazy old man suddenly became quiet, then slowly patted Ying Bai's back with his hand, and then said lovingly: "Okay, okay, Xiaobai, isn't Master here to help you?

Now, with Xiao Fanchuan here, you can still be bullied! When it comes to bullying, it was Xiao Fanchuan who bullied you, right?"

"No! Master! It's... he bullied me! Wuwu..." Yingbai cried and pointed at Mr. Wen, who was lying on the ground, stunned.

"Okay! Then Master, let me relieve your anger!" Crazy old man said, letting Yingbai stand aside, and then pulled away and came to Mr. Wen.

When Fanchuan saw this, he immediately stopped him and said: "Crazy old senior, well, he has been punished as he deserves, so don't ask anymore."

The crazy old man only glanced at Mr. Wen and already noticed something strange about Mr. Wen, so he turned to Fanchuan and said, "Xiao Fanchuan, you did this?"

Fanchuan didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

"Well done! Hmph! How dare you bully Xiao Fanchuan and my good disciple!" As the crazy old man spoke, he actually raised his leg and wanted to kick Mr. Wen again.

But at this moment, the leader of the Seven Kills Cult, who had been bowing his head just now, opened his mouth to speak. The leader of the Seven Kills Cult suddenly turned around and knelt in front of the crazy old man. At the same time, he said respectfully: "Crazy old senior, crazy old senior,

I beg you, junior, please let Quanzi go, he has already realized his mistake, if senior really needs to relieve his anger, then relieve his anger on me!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the leader of the Seven Kills Cult, the crazy old man retracted his foot, and then said: "Hey, the Seven Kills Cult? Leader? This is your son? Interesting, really interesting..."

"Crazy old senior, I have sincerely apologized to Lord Sikong just now. I hope that crazy old senior can give the juniors a way to survive..." The leader of the Seven Kills Cult continued to plead.
Chapter completed!