Nanchen shouted, instantly sucking everyone in the field.

Qiusheng wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"Senior brother, the Water Crane Master and the Nine-Fingered Shenni didn't come, you are too reckless. ”

Wen Cai spoke, worried that the other party would rush up for a while, and Nanchen would suffer.

Nanchen doesn't care.

And he wasn't afraid.

Just a bunch of ordinary people.

As long as you beware of the other party's cold gun, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Everyone in the field turned their heads to look in the direction of Nanchen.

When Long Bufan saw Nanchen, he immediately said to Long Batian beside him:

"Dad, he's Nanchen, it's he who broke my brother's hand. ”

The dragon tyrant has been in Jinling City for decades.

From an ordinary horse boy to a mixed up gangster.

The words of a force are mainly relied on by being ruthless.

Before, a man unintentionally vomited and talked on his feet.

And he killed his whole family, and no one could restrain him.

thus causing a sensation in Jinling City and making ordinary people jealous of him.

He has a mantra: Lao Tzu can only bully others, not be bullied by others.

Not only for him, but also for his son.

This also prompted Long Buao and Long Bufan to become the reason for the great squirrel.

Today, a young boy broke his son's hand.

How could he endure this?

However, he has been in Jinling City for so long.

I also know that this temple looks like a nunnery.

In fact, it is all practitioners.

So he summoned five hundred junior brothers, and a few cultivation masters came over to help cheer.

vowed to beat Nanchen, who injured his son, to death, let him go to the temple and give him an explanation.

Otherwise, he Dragon Tiger Hall, where will Long Batian's face go?

In the future, how will he mix in this Jinling City?

Therefore, after Long Batian saw Nanchen.

His face immediately became hideous.

In the direction of Nanchen, I took a few steps.

The little brother of the Dragon and Tiger Hall who was blocking him gave way one after another.

"You're the one who injured my son?"

Nanchen is neither humble nor arrogant:

"That's right, that's me. ”

"Good boy, there's a kind.

But you hurt my son of Long Batian.

Now you obediently crawl over here.

Lao Tzu left you a whole corpse.

Otherwise, Lao Tzu will let you die a miserable death. ”

In the tone, there was a lot of killing intent.

The aura can be said to be very sufficient, worthy of being an old knife handle that has been mixed with the rivers and lakes for decades.

When ordinary people see and hear it, they will have heart palpitations.

But Nanchen simply doesn't get in oil and salt.

What about him?

Instead, he laughed:

"I advise you to feel out and keep your one-third of an acre of land.

This temple is not a place where you can build a temple.

Otherwise, after tonight, there will be no Dragon and Tiger Hall in Jinling City. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"Presumptuous!"

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about?"

"It's a ...... of hubris"

“......”

Qiusheng Wencai, Shangguan Ronghui and so on.

Seeing the tension of the scene, war may start at any time.

They all became vigilant and stood around Nanchen.

The disciples in the inner courtyard also quickly came out from another direction.

Begin to assemble in front of the main hall.

Nanchen is right, there are two god-level masters here.

It's okay now, after a while, the water crane master and the nine-fingered god nun will make a move.

What will happen to these people, it is difficult for Nanchen to guess.

At this moment, Long Bufan is one step forward.

Carrying a short knife and pointing at Nanchen:

"What the hell do you mean?

What is there in a nunnery that is not afraid to make a mistake?

Messed up with our Dragon Tiger Hall.

Take all these nuns who shelter you and make them prostitutes.

Also, do you want to destroy my Dragon and Tiger Hall alone?

It's crazy. ”

Nanchen spread his hands:

"The whole hall is a little difficult, you scum, you can ......"

Nanchen's expression completely angered the other party.

Long Batian gritted his teeth, he was so despised by the dragon and tiger hall.

Let him in the future, how to mix in Jinling City:

"Hack him to death for me!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Dragon and Tiger Hall went completely crazy.

One by one, they roared "whoops", and they slaughtered Nanchen and the others.

Seeing the other party's move, Nanchen snorted coldly.

lifted a breath of Xuanqi and greeted him.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided.

Since this Dragon and Tiger Hall is looking for death, Nanchen really doesn't mind and destroys them.

As soon as Nanchen's side moved, Qiusheng Wencai, Shangguan Ronghui, and Qinqing Jiale made a move.

These people are all cultivators, this shot.

It made those ordinary little minions in the Dragon and Tiger Hall turn on their backs, screaming again and again.

Can they block the attacks of Nanchen and the others?

"Ahh......hh

The screams continued.

Nanchen slapped out with a palm, and the Xuan Qi shook.

The two little minions of the Dragon and Tiger Hall were directly stunned to the ground.

Qiusheng literary talent is also a fierce horse.

Don't look at these people with knives, they basically can't get close to them.

And that's not all.

On the other side, the senior sister of the temple on the edge also suddenly ordered:

"Dare to come to my temple to make trouble.

Insult my teacher.

Junior sisters, beat them out!"

"Yes!"

Seventy or eighty young nuns, who had already assembled, rushed forward with sticks.

Their cultivation is not high, and they are all young people.

The highest cultivation is the senior sister, but the yellow rank is sixfold.

After all, there are still a few people with talent like Nanchen.

There are more, only the yellow order two and three.

But even so, under the premise of running the Tao, the strength will not be lost to a strong man, or even stronger.

Agility and insight are also much stronger.

At this moment, rushing into the square is a scuffle.

These little minions of the Dragon and Tiger Hall, look at the field, street fights are no problem.

Can you fight with cultivators, can this have a chance of winning?

Even if 500 people came, there was an absolute advantage in numbers.

But the beating was all a face, and he was beaten to wail and scream.

This still makes a spank......

Long Batian saw that the situation was not good, and this Nima was simply one-sided.

This made Long Batian panic, and if it went on like this, the morale of these little minions would be gone.

When the time comes, they will scatter in a hurry, and they will still make a fart?

So, he hurriedly said to the three old men beside him:

"Three, these people are really tough.

Excuse me, the three of you!"

These three are the monks of the Liangguang Bailian Mountain.

They are all in their sixties, looking like little old men.

After traveling to Jinling City, he was invited to Longhu Hall as a guest.

happened to meet Long Buao and was injured, so he directly asked him to come over to help.

The three old men smiled at the corners of their mouths.

A long-bearded old man at the head said:

"Don't worry, these little dolls can be destroyed with a single hand. ”

When Long Batian heard this, he was overjoyed.

"Great, let's get a shot!

Afterwards, there must be a lot of thanks. ”

The three old men grinned.

One of the bearded men said:

"Big brother and second brother, let me do it!"

The other two old men nodded.

Immediately after, I saw the bearded man take a step forward.

Suddenly, a furious aura flowed.

And from behind him, he pulled out a large black flag.

As soon as this banner came out, the other party jumped suddenly.

The banner hunted and hunted, and the black gas was emanated.

and looked at Nanchen and the others, as well as the nuns on the other side, and waved two flags violently.

The flag is whirring.

Suddenly, two violent cold winds swept through.

The cold wind was like a Category 9 typhoon.

It's coming, and it's bitterly cold.

Nanchen only felt a chill all around, and his breath surged.

Immediately afterwards, under this violent cold wind, he retreated again and again, and he couldn't stand at all.

You must know that Nanchen's strength is comparable to that of a powerhouse in the fivefold realm of the Xuan Rank.

He couldn't even stand on his feet.

Qiusheng Wencai and the others, as well as those nuns who have cultivated to only the second and third levels of the Yellow Order, can they resist?

For a moment, the crowd rolled.

They were blown to the ground by the violent cold wind.

A few of them fell to the ground, and their heads were full of blood.

Just now, it was still majestic, and no one could stop Nanchen's side.

But under this black flag.

Swept to pieces, without the power to resist.

The situation has taken a turn for the worse......