Chapter 17: The Stirring Stick

As a partner, Tianheng is sharing the news he knows with Chen Yi.

At this time, a group of people dressed in uniform light blue clothing walked into the inn. Walking in the middle is a handsome young man with a silver crown and a hosta.

The young man smiled slightly, giving people a sense of affinity, and it was not the appearance of a woman who won a woman that made many women ashamed of themselves.

Chen Yi felt that if he cleaned up and dressed up, he might not be much more handsome than him.

"Brother, envy, look at Wu Xinrui's appearance, how many women are worried about him, every day when they look at him, the women who look at him can line up a few streets, even the ladies of the palace nobles are all interested in him, one of the three handsome people of Daqi, appearance and strength coexist. ”

Tianheng followed Chen Yi's gaze and introduced Chen Yi.

Chen Yi returned lightly

"Does mixing rivers and lakes depend on appearance?"

Tianheng slapped the table and said

"Nonsense, there will be a lot of charlatan women who have good looks to help you with swords. ”

Chen Yi couldn't help but say

"Then you're still acting like this. ”

Tianheng said confidently

"Innate, am I square?"

Chen Yi glanced at him with disdain

"Oh, is that so?"

It's not that Tianheng's disguise technique is too bad, but Chen Yi's disguise technique is a cut above Tianheng, so seeing through his disguise, Chen Yi is also curious about what Tianheng's ugly disguise is.

"Go, go, you mountain villagers, this store was covered by our Tianquan Sect today, get out. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the inn, and they all talked about the domineering of the Tianquan Sect. Tianheng didn't look at it at first glance, and the peanuts on the plate were enough to look at the excitement, but Chen Yi still looked unfazed, holding a piece of beef and chewing slowly.

In the face of the arrogance of the Tianquan Sect, the monk who was finally angry couldn't help but stand up and slap the table

"Why, this place is just this one shop, what are you asking us to live in? Do you Tianquan Sect still want to cover the sky with one hand? It's too domineering. ”

A woman from the Tianquan Sect who was still good-looking stood up and shouted in a somewhat sharp voice

"My Tianquan Sect is qualified to be arrogant. ”

After that, the long whip flicked, just strangled the neck of the man who spoke, and pulled the whole head off with a forceful pull.

The hot-tempered man couldn't have imagined that the Tianquan Sect would dare to act like this, and he would lose his life without defense, otherwise he wouldn't be so vulnerable.

Looking at the headless corpse that fell to the ground, the inn was silent, but he didn't expect that the Tianquan Sect really didn't take loose cultivation in his eyes.

Wu Xinrui's shot at the little junior sister seemed to be normal, but there was still a faint smile on his face, and he had a demeanor of despising the world's heroes.

Tianheng had already squeezed peanuts from the table to the railing, eating peanuts leisurely and watching the show.

A few people from the Tianquan Sect walked into the inn, and all the monks retreated one after another, and the last few people sat down in the middle position.

The sharp voice of the brutal little junior sister Gu Fengling sounded again

"Shop shopkeeper, are you blind? ”

The boss who was hiding behind the counter kicked out the shopkeeper who was trembling with fear next to him.

The shopkeeper trembled and carried the best wine to the table of several people, and took away the original leftovers on the table by the way.

A disciple of the Tianquan Sect looked at the trembling shopkeeper and had evil thoughts in his heart, and as soon as he stretched out his foot, he kicked out the one who was walking back with the plate.

Looking at the people who fell to the ground and were full of leftovers, everyone in the Tianquan Sect laughed except for Wu Xinrui.

Gu Fengling stood up and was about to grab the monk who was muttering bad things in the crowd, when suddenly a basin fell without warning, and was about to hit her head, shattering in half.

Gu Fengling raised his head, this one and that one were extremely ugly, and he had nothing to do with himself, so he was ugly. He definitely did it on purpose, otherwise it would be impossible for a plate without the blessing of Xuan Power to smash into him without noticing.

Tianheng looked at Gu Fengling's cannibalistic gaze and smiled

"Mistakes, mistakes. ”

With that, one sideways dodged the sharp whip from the ancient wind spirit.

"Don't be so fierce about the little steamed buns. ”

Tianheng quipped as he stared at Gu Fengling's chest

Gu Fengling suddenly looked like a cat that had been stepped on by the tail, and instantly exploded.

"Ugly, see if the old lady doesn't tear your mouth apart. ”

The Xuan power gathered on the whip and whipped towards Tianheng fiercely, and the domineering and vicious whip method was filled with boundless anger.

Looking back at Tianheng, it is like a leisurely stroll, and the magical body dodge the whip is easy, but it is just blindly dodging.

Chen Yi thinks Tianheng is quite interesting, although his body is exquisite, it doesn't seem to have any attack power.

As Tianheng jumped up and down, Gu Fengling chased and fought wildly behind, and the whole inn jumped with chickens and dogs.

Wu Xinrui didn't drink, poured a cup of tea, and tasted the tea, but he didn't know whether it was tea or people. Chen Yi is still drinking and eating meat lightly.

"Senior sister, we'll help you"

Seeing that Gu Fengling had no way to take Tianheng, the other disciples of the Tianquan Sect all got up and went to help

In the face of five or six people chasing after him, Tianheng had no arrogance, but he was angry and only scolded

"The bullshit Tianquan Sect, send a flat-chested little steamed bun to beat it, it's too bullying, everyone goes together, why don't you bully it. ”

Hearing this, the inn was already unaccustomed to seeing Tianquan Sect, and several rivers and lakes that were about to move also flocked to help Tianheng.

Most of the loose cultivators in the rivers and lakes are outlaws, these people are very smart and spicy, but they are also bold, and many of them look down on those sects that rely on the strength of the people.

Sure enough, these pampered three generations of disciples of the Tianquan Sect were forced to retreat by the rivers and lakes after a while.

Wu Xinrui, who was sitting on the side drinking tea, finally couldn't help it, and with a flick of his fingers, the cup in his hand flew out and hit a Jianghu cultivator, and the cup was still as white as jade when it came out of his body.

Killing a second-realm Jianghu cultivator seemed to be as easy as pinching an ant to death for Wu Xinrui in the fourth realm.

Several people from the Tianquan Sect quickly approached Wu Xinrui's side, and dozens of Jianghu scattered cultivators to live in them.

Wu Xinrui, who didn't say a word as soon as he entered the door, finally said lightly

"A group of Jianghu ants still want to jump. ”

After that, he slapped the table hard, and the dishes and chopsticks on the table flew up one after another. I saw that Wu Xinrui's hand was as fast as lightning, and he instantly slapped everything out of the air, and the scattered cultivators in the front row around him resisted one after another.

The three realms can still block this casual blow, and the two realms and below are instantly knocked out, dead and wounded.

The rest of the Jianghu cultivators were suddenly frightened and retreated, and some of the Jianghu monks wanted to slip away when they saw that the situation was wrong, but they were all easily killed by Wu Xinrui, and he sat on the stool and never moved, as if everything was done casually.

Everyone wants to run but has no door, and they can't beat if they want to, and it is difficult to ride a typical tiger.

Chen Yi, who was sitting on the second floor and quietly watching everything, had to admire Wu Xinrui's profound Xuan Power and his control of Xuan Li. Sure enough, as Tianheng said, it is not only an embroidered pillow, but also a ruthless person with both appearance and strength.

In Wu Xinrui's eyes, these loose cultivators are just boring fun. It was not for nothing that he was known as the most outstanding genius of the Tianquan Sect in the past hundred years. He had just turned twenty years old, and he was already a monk of the Free Realm of the Five Realms.

No one had ever dared to underestimate a twenty-year-old Five Realms cultivator, knowing that the cultivation of the first three realms was extremely difficult, and if he was not careful, it would cause the fragile Qi Sea to collapse, and he would not be able to cultivate at least, or he would die violently at worst.

Generally speaking, the first three realms can be considered a genius if they can pass one realm in three years, but Wu Xinrui is a fifth realm at a young age, what a talent for this promotion speed.