"Of course, there are not all such villains in the Alliance of Random Cultivators, otherwise they would not have lived in the royal city. Let me tell you, no matter which sect, there are many disciples under this sect, there will always be a few black sheep. If you wait for you for a long time, you will be accustomed to it." Song Yi smiled and did not feel bored at all.

Although Song Yi came out to win over potential disciples of the Jinkun Sect, in less than a year, all he had suffered were the most severe tests, so he was very patient.

However, crisis always happens unexpectedly, and Song Yi's opponent arrives, and it is still the Shangguan Sheng who hates him deeply!

"Lin Zhan, let's go there, I'll take you to other places." Song Yi pulled Lin Zhan, trying to avoid Shangguan Sheng's hateful face.

But it was too late, and Song Yi and Lin Zhan were surrounded by people.

"Song Yi, Labor and Capital went to drink a drink, and you took away the labor and capitalists. Are you healing your scars and forgetting the pain? Something that has no memory..."

call out!

An invisible barrier opened and wrapped everyone in it.

This is what Song Yi said. You can do a big battle at any time in the royal city. Once the barrier opens, you will be completely unaware of the situation inside. If someone passes by and is blocked invisibly, you will only understand what happened. You will take a detour or wait for the duel to end. It is not surprising that there is nothing to be surprised about.

Lin Zhan can choose to refuse to enter this barrier, but he feels that Song Yiren is good. Although he knows that the other party wants to pull him into the group and join the Jinkun Sect, and whether to join or not, at least he has a good impression of him, so Lin Zhan cannot stand idly by.

And this matter is probably caused by myself. These aggressive guys seem to be trying to attract people, and it is obviously a sign of coercion.

Lin Zhan was also about to see how the clan disciples in this royal city did things.

"Shangguan Sheng, can you make some sense?" Song Yi was shocked and thought that he might have to be beaten again, and his face turned blue.

"Hahaha, reasoning, you are too naive, or you are an idiot, there is no reason in this world to say. If you are polite, labor and capital will have no food to eat. Just be reasonable..." Shangguan Sheng grabbed Song Yi's collar and began to slap him, regardless of the newcomer present.

His six companions were all watching leisurely, with a playful smile on their faces while staring at Lin Zhan.

Shangguan Sheng likes to do it by himself and feels that he will be happy to hit someone.

"I said, if it is unreasonable, what should I say?" Lin Zhan spoke out.

"Of course it's a fist, a slap. Didn't you see Deacon Shangguan Sheng's slap now making Song Yi slap?" A companion replied with a smile and took a step forward, "The fists of our Shangguan family are harder than his Jinkun Sect. You're afraid, so..."

So we won’t get fists and slap in our hands… But before he could say the next half of his words, he suddenly made a bang, and then his face suddenly hurt.

What's going on? The disciple of the Shangguan family covered his face with an incredible look on his face. He didn't see Lin Zhan's actions clearly.

"Haha, I didn't want to fight with people, or slap them, but I heard that this is a rule. After all, if you want to follow the local customs, it's hard to do it. Let's watch it, because this Song Yi brother is the first person I know." Lin Zhan touched his palm and said coldly.

Sometimes it is really addictive.

I am a newcomer and don’t want to cause trouble, but even if I don’t want to cause trouble at this moment, will I let the Shangguan family continue to beat Song Yi and finally pull him away?

Of course not, so Lin Zhan took a strong move. It was this person who just called himself an innocent idiot. Ni Lao was so wet, it was wrong to curse people!

After a while, Shangguan Sheng hit Song Yi a few times and found them all in the face of his disciples.

In the blink of an eye, the disciple's face was already swollen, which was quite gratifying.

Shangguan Sheng threw Song Yi away and fisted towards Lin Zhan.

This is because of using spiritual power, no longer a simple slap.

Bang!

Lin Zhan's punch with flames not only made his palm burn, but also took two steps back.

"Boy, where did you come from?" Shangguan Sheng was a little unbelievable. This was not a newcomer to the royal city.

Although the attack just now was only tentative, it was not something that the yellow-level monk could easily deal with without revealing traces.

"Where did it come from? Is it important? It's also what you said yourself. It's unreasonable here, it's about fists." Lin Zhan closed his fists and greeted Song Yi, asking him to stay behind him.

Song Yi was helpless, and he was dizzy and said in a little unscrupulous manner: "Lin Zhan...if you can't do it..."

Lin Zhan shook his head, not saying it or not.

"If you have a kind, let's talk about fists!" Shangguan Sheng found it funny. This guy who was just a yellow rank was not aware of his life or death. He didn't mind teaching a lesson first and then dragging it back to the clan to make up the numbers.

"You are waiting for me outside!" Shangguan Sheng waved his hand and drove several of his companions out of the barrier, and even Song Yi drove them out together.

Shangguan Sheng likes to do it himself, even if he deals with the unfair Huangjie, he has to go there himself.

"Lin Zhan, right? Today's labor and capital will definitely knock you down!"

Shangguan Sheng spread his arms and suddenly he was like a monkey, performing a set of gibbon movements. Lin Zhan saw the light and shadow of the fist arm, as if suddenly the opponent's body size was magnified several times.

boom!

The momentum was fierce, but Lin Zhan took a step back and then glared, and a fiery punched the flames of Shangguan Sheng's fist shadow.

This seemingly simple and unpretentious Fierce Fist, just the first three styles, has been trained to an extraordinary state by Lin Zhan. The fist violence, fist wind, and fist flames have integrated the essence of no moves and no moves.

This made Shangguan Sheng feel that it was no threat at all, but when a ball of flame penetrated through the flaws of his fist arm, he realized that he was in danger of being able to avoid it and was about to lose.

With the loud bombardment, Shangguan Sheng was punched by Lin Zhan in the chest. Except for the flames, it was still powerful and powerful.

Shangguan Sheng groaned, and his body, which had been amplified several times, instantly returned to his sluggishness. He flew backwards, hunched over, and lay on the ground.

It was beaten down, but Shangguan Sheng was beaten down by himself.

Lin Zhan closed his fist, stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Can you still fight again? If possible, then come again!"

Yes, Lin Zhan was sure to have just one move. Even if Shangguan Sheng was beaten down, he would probably not be convinced, so he waited for the other party to get up and fight.

Sure enough, Shangguan Sheng stood up, although he bent over and covered his chest, the serious gloom was even thicker.

"You are so stupid if you don't pay attention to it..."
Chapter completed!