Not long after, a new person came to the Cui family. He was a young man dressed in purple, with a jade belt around his waist engraved with gold inlays, a face like a crown jade, and an emerald white hair bun.

Cheng Zhi'an looked at it from a distance and thought to himself: This time it seems that he is a direct descendant. He looks good, but compared with the pretty boy, he is still a lot worse.

The young man walked closer, with an arrogant look on his face and a sword across his chest, "My father in the family has told me to welcome our ancestor back."

Looking at it like this, I have no intention of having a few words with Li Chen.

"Let me do it!" Cheng Zhi'an, who had been standing by for a long time, was overjoyed when she heard the words. She was afraid that Li Chen wouldn't give her a chance to make a move, so she already waved her fist out as soon as she finished speaking.

The young man's expression changed, just because Cheng Zhi'an's fist had just come out, and the force of the other side had already arrived first. The long sword in his hand buzzed and trembled, as if he was about to let go.

He retreated hurriedly, and finally pulled out the long sword after two dodgers, but Cheng Zhi'an's movement skills were learned from the Star Reaching Tower. Just when the young man drew the sword, his feet moved like an arrow from the string.

The fist was pressed into his face.

The young man groaned, fell to the ground and rolled dozens of times. Cheng Zhi'an took advantage of the victory and pursued it, pressing his fist up again.

There was only the sound of punches to the head.

Cheng Zhi'an hit her hard and landed a punch, "She looks better, and the beating is really comfortable."

Beside the carriage, Qiu Feng pushed Xiao Qi's arm, "No wonder she must choose His Highness to be on stage that day."

Xiao Qi was frightened when she saw her, "This eldest lady of the Cheng family is pretty and pretty, and has great talent in cultivation. Unfortunately, she is not very smart."

After a full stick of incense, the young man lost consciousness and passed out.

Cheng Zhi was relieved and satisfied. When she raised her head, she saw that some people had gathered in twos and threes at the city gate. She suddenly felt even more majestic and shouted loudly, "Bring someone else in!"

Qiu Feng and the two were a little frightened, worried that the eldest lady had really provoked someone to come out. They looked back at the carriage and saw that Li Chen still had no movement, so they had to stop.

After another half an hour, another young man came out and came closer, standing in front of the sword formation, "Cui family, Cui Zhen."

Xiao Qi had already seen some clues at this time, and said to Qiu Feng: "When things have reached this point, the Cui family refuses to bow their heads, so they have to keep sending the younger generation out to take the ancestor's body back. They will never send older people.

Come out, otherwise it will disgrace the Cui family if it spreads. What’s more, His Highness is a prince after all."

Qiu Feng snorted, "It's just that they didn't do it right first!"

Cheng Zhi'an and Cui Zhen have already fought.

Cui Zhen was obviously much stronger than the young man just now. The shadow of the knife danced so tightly that it silently left a palm-deep ravine in the grass on both sides. It also seemed to cut the illusory wind into a sharp blade.

Just ten swords and a hundred swords, clanging towards Cheng Zhi'an's face.

Cheng Zhi'an only felt his cheeks hurt, and groaned in pain. He wanted to use the force of the other side to turn the blade to one side, but found that his opponent was indifferent. He hurriedly moved his body and retreated backwards with a command, and his vigorous dance became out of thin air.

Flowers blooming ten feet away.

Cui Zhen was already prepared, raised his sword, glided in mid-air and chased after him, slashing down!

The blade reflected Cheng Zhi'an's somewhat frightened eyes.

At the critical moment, a wisp of cold light flew out from the carriage carriage!

Cui Zhen's sword had no choice but to change its direction and slash horizontally. In an instant, his complexion changed drastically, and a huge force came to tear up the muscles and bones of his palm. Mixed with it was a cold force, which was transmitted from the blade of the sword and rushed forward.

Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably, like red flowers blooming, drop by drop escaping in the air. Cui Zhen instantly fell to the ground unconscious.

Buzz! The cold light penetrated the ground and trembled continuously. Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a black drill with complicated lines.

The curtain opened, and Li Chen walked out of the car, holding the iron drill in his hand, and turned around and said, "Go back, you are probably no match for the people sent from behind by the Cui family."

Only then did Cheng Zhi'an realize how much water Li Chen had put in the ring, but then she thought: If he had done this trick that day, I would have been slightly injured at least. Could it be that he was reluctant to let go? The delicate girl had a lot of thoughts.

He went back and forth a thousand times, sometimes laughing and sometimes distressed, which made Xiao Qi on the side feel strange.

There was only another disdain from the autumn wind, "Hey——"

Li Chen walked up to Cui Zhen holding the iron drill, lowered his head and drew a straight line on the ground.

Li Chen raised his head and said to the city wall in front of him: "Senior Cui Xu has fallen leaves and returned to his roots. It is human nature. I sent senior back because I thought so. No matter which of my brothers the Cui family has to do with, it has nothing to do with me.

I am just doing something loyal to others, but since you want to take this opportunity to do

Whatever article you click on, I will give you this opportunity. This straight line is the rule I set. After three days, if no one can break my rule, I will take Senior Cui Xu to Yunmo Mountain, where I will

It makes me happy to think about where Senior Cui Xu is buried among the millions of soldiers of the Holy Dynasty."

These words were plain, but Li Chen knew that some people must be able to hear them.

He faced the city wall and sat cross-legged in front of a straight line. The iron drill was at his side, piercing into the ground, leaving only the engraved handle.


Chapter completed!