After all, Ling Chen was invited by Nangong Xuan. When he saw Nangong Xuan going up, he had no choice but to follow him upstairs.
The entire second floor seemed a bit empty. There were only three tables sitting near the windows. Two of the tables were full, but there was only one person at one table. This person's face was a little pale, and he looked sickly as if his body had been drained by alcohol.
Coupled with the gloomy eyes, it is difficult to have a good impression.
However, this somewhat morbid body naturally emits the arrogance of a superior person, which is not artificial at all. With the jade crown and brocade robe and the black iron folding fan, he really has the aura of a noble man.
Such a person, one can tell at a glance that he has an extraordinary status, and cannot be cultivated by ordinary aristocratic families. The family to which this person belongs must have a profound heritage and have been passed down for a long time.
When he saw this person, Ling Chen knew that he was not someone to mess with. It wasn't because he was afraid, but because he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. Having a grudge against such an ancient family was extremely troublesome and even life-threatening.
After all, there must be a reason for its existence, and it must have some unknown excellence that can stand for endless years without falling.
But Nangong Xuan didn't seem to have any scruples at all. He drew out the big sword from his waist and went straight towards the man. "You scum of the Wang family, it seems that if you don't fight for a while, you will get itchy! I will teach you a lesson today."
, so that you know how to behave and how to respect others."
The scum didn't look panicked at all. He waved his hand calmly, and sixteen people from the other two tables gathered around. With his extraordinary spiritual sense, Ling Chen discovered that the weakest among these people were all innate level five, and the strongest
He even reached the ninth level of Xiantian. And Nangong Xuan was only at the fourth level of Xiantian. That scum was the same as him now, only at the third level of Xiantian.
Not to mention that the weakest among the sixteen people is stronger than Nangong Xuan, even if he is weaker than him, but with the advantage of numbers, it is difficult to get a good deal. It’s just that Nangong Xuan is a fiery person, and at this time he wants to
Teach the scum on the other side a lesson, regardless of the strength gap between them.
Bang……
Nangong Xuan rushed over and kicked a table away. This kick contained a strong force, and the table hit the group of people gathered around with the roar of the wind. However, this attack obviously had no real effect.
He was beaten to pieces by one punch.
Pieces of the smashed table flew into the air, and Nangong Xuan's strength was actually contained in these pieces of wood. The pieces of wood containing fierce strength were like flying knives all over the sky, making a piercing sound and shooting towards the sixteen people. Although
There were more people on the other side, but more wood fragments, and they obviously didn't expect such a change. Although they were not injured, they were a little confused.
Nangong Xuan took this opportunity and suddenly accelerated, trying to bypass these people and get straight to the scum.
Ling Chen secretly cheered, this Nangong Xuan looked a little reckless, but in fact he was rough and delicate. He knew that he was no match for these people, so he used this unexpected move to contain the enemy in order to achieve his goal.
There was a look of surprise in the eyes of the scum who was sitting, "Immortal Shattering Power? I didn't expect you to have developed the Immortal Shattering Power!" Obviously this skill was extraordinary and beyond his expectation.
However, after all, the difference in strength was too great. As his figure swayed, Nangong Xuan had already been stopped by two innate ninth-level masters. However, these people seemed to be concerned about the power behind Nangong Xuan and did not dare to strike hard. They just neutralized his attacks one by one.
But the force of the counterattack alone made Nangong Xuan unable to retreat.
ah……
Nangong Xuan roared furiously, and the sword in his hand was also extraordinary. The dazzling cold light made the temperature of the entire second floor seem to drop. Nangong Xuan, who was aroused with fierceness, stabilized for a moment and stopped retreating, but he was not even close.
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That scum seemed to be very scrupulous. He only wanted Nangong Xuan to suffer a little, and did not let the remaining people besiege Nangong Xuan. Instead, he took out his anger on Ling Chen.
"Go and kill the boy who came up with Nangong Xuan."
Immediately, the remaining fourteen people pressed towards Ling Chen without saying a word. Ling Chen was filled with anger, damn, do you think I'm easy to bully?
Although he knew that he was no match for those people, Ling Chen did not intend to let others take advantage of him, and he also had the last trick to beat the enemy - inherited combat skills. If the opponent pushed too hard, he would not mind destroying that scum.
Even if it offends the family behind him.
He, Ling Chen, is not a fearful master, and it’s not like he really has nothing to rely on. If there is really no other way, at worst, he can hide in the Dead Souls Grassland. He doesn’t believe that the family can still chase them to the grassland. He has lived with that pack of wolves for dozens of years.
In the next year, when your cultivation is complete, you can find a place again.
Moreover, he is at the third level of the White Tiger Divine Art. After this period of practice, he has already mastered the method of controlling the wind. This is also his biggest reliance at present. After all, no matter what the backer is, he must be able to stay alive! And flying is
The best way for him to save his life is because there is no sanctuary here, which means that no one can catch up with him. If it really comes to that point, he will not care about anything else, just grab the spirit tiger and run away.
Taking out his spear, he had been practicing the three skills of Yunlong for a while, but he had not fought against anyone yet. Now he could take this opportunity to practice his skills.
Yunlong's three skills are stabbing, collapsing and entangling. Of course, there are more than just these three skills in spearmanship, but Yunlong's three skills are specifically refined from these three skills, and each skill is divided into nine styles. This set of marksmanship is simple.
There are a total of twenty-seven moves. Once mastered, they are coherent and smooth. Every two moves can be connected flawlessly. Therefore, endless moves are derived, like a flying dragon in the clouds, flying and spinning, dazzling and completely unpredictable.
Changes to the next move.
You must know that when facing an enemy, there are only the most suitable moves, but there is no best move. Yunlong Sanjue has no fixed moves. These are the refined 27 basic moves, which can be adapted to changes in times of battle.
And this can also be regarded as a real combat skill. Only when fighting can one continue to master the changes in these moves, so that they can be continuously perfected and sublimated in the battle.
Ling Chen felt a little excited in his heart. White Tiger's true energy was transferred to the spear, and he took action with the air-piercing Zhuri move. The spear made the sound of wind and thunder, and stabbed out with an unstoppable momentum.
The first person smiled disdainfully. He was a sixth-level innate expert. How could he take a mere third-level innate person seriously? He curled his fingers into claws, glowed with a blazing yellow light, and grabbed the tip of the spear with his bare hands. He cultivated the earth attribute.
The skill and defense are high. At this time, seeing that the opponent is only at the third level of innate talent, he deliberately shows off and wants to snatch Ling Chen's weapon with his bare hands.
Ling Chen felt calm when he saw the opponent despise him so much. He was a person born with fighting talent. Once he fought, he would never be careless. He could despise his opponent, but he would never despise his opponent. Even if the opponent was weak, let alone the current opponent who was better than him.
A full three levels higher.
Zheng...
There was a crisp sound, and Ling Chen's gun shot paused slightly, but the man retreated like an electric shock. A trace of bright red silently dripped down his fingertips.
He underestimated Ling Chen too much. Although Ling Chen was only at the third level of innate talent, the White Tiger Divine Art he practiced was mysterious and inexplicable, and his true energy was thick and long. When combined with this spear technique, he was even more unstoppable. This technique Ling Chen
Concentrate all your strength on the tip of the spear, coupled with the forward momentum, you can instantly break through the opponent's defense and break into the palm of your hand.