Chapter Thirty-Seven: Angry at the Crown

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This slap was especially loud in the quiet hall.

Everyone was stunned. No one expected that the swordsman would say that he would do it. There is not the slightest dragging of mud and water.

What about the war of words before the start of the fight?

Zhang Batian was slapped by the swordsman and fell from the stool to the ground, his arrogant expression was still frozen on his face, and he was still immersed in a sense of superiority and did not ease up.

After Zhang Batian realized that he had been beaten, he was angry in an instant. He was beaten? was beaten by a wild boy who didn't know where he came from? in front of so many people?

A deep sense of humiliation rose up. He Zhang Batian is the pride of the sky, and few people in the entire sect dare to beat him, but he was beaten in this small Jianye City.

He raised his head and looked at the calm-looking young man standing in front of him, and what was even more hateful was that the girl Xia'er, who ignored his love, actually leaned close to him like a bird.

Zhang Batian only felt a wave of anger rush to his heart. He jerked to his feet and slammed his fist at the swordsman's face.

The swordsman gently held Miss Xia'er with one hand, swung his right hand lightly, slapped Zhang Batian's fist to the side with skill, raised his right foot, and kicked Zhang Batian's lower abdomen. didn't say a word, just looked at him so calmly.

The swordsman did not continue to chase Zhang Batian, he knew in his heart that Zhang Batian could make Jianye County Commander so condescending, and he must have a high status in the Dragon Palace. Jianye County Commander is also the lord of a city, but he is extremely jealous of this Zhang Batian. Zhang Batian is not worried, but he must have a big backer behind him. The swordsman didn't want to set up such a powerful enemy for no reason.

Zhang Batian was repelled so easily by the swordsman, and his face couldn't hold back. He silently carried the Nine Dragons Trick in his heart, let out a low shout, and punched the swordsman again.

This punch is obviously different from the hasty punch just now, and the swordsman doesn't dare to hold it up, so he thinks about it in his heart, and immediately runs the mind of the Tang Dynasty Mansion, and also meets it with a punch.

The swordsman only felt that the power of Zhang Batian's punch was more than twice as high as the previous punch. He only felt a strong force coming down his fist. couldn't help but snort, and his body shook a little, and then he unloaded his strength.

Zhang Batian was much more embarrassed, took several steps back, and hit a table before stopping.

The two of them are actually quite cultivated, but because Zhang Batian has been practicing for a long time, he should still have a slight upper hand. But it's a pity that he met a swordsman, and the swordsman's physical strength is much stronger than him, so the fist-to-fist contest is a big loss for Zhang Batian.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that my retinue was attacked by a monster at sea two days ago and died, his cultivation at the peak of the foundation building period would be no different from pinching an ant to death. ā€

Zhang Batian saw that he couldn't help the swordsman, and he was depressed, and he hated his short-lived entourage. What kind of bullshit is the peak of the foundation building period, he didn't have time to be majestic a few times, and he hung up.

"Two, don't fight anymore, peace is precious, harmony is precious. ā€

The Jianye County Commander was able to interject at this time, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

The slap of the swordsman just now was so sudden that Jianye County Ling was stunned on the spot like everyone else. The next two fights between the two were too fast, and he didn't have time to dissuade them. That's when he found an opportunity to speak.

When the swordsman saw that the Jianye County Order came out to persuade him, he glared at Zhang Batian, and then turned around to comfort the frightened Xia'er girl.

"Okay, okay, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, both of them are heroic teenagers, why bother hurting the harmony because of a little thing. ā€

At this time, the most difficult person in the field is the Jianye County Order. In his heart, he is naturally biased towards swordsmen, but this Zhang Batian's background is too deep, and he can't afford to offend, so he can only be in the middle and mud.

Zhang Batian lowered his body, tidied up his messy trouser legs, and took the opportunity to pull out a dagger from the leg guards, but the sleeves were wide, and no one noticed that it was wrong.

"Hmph, for the sake of Niu County's face, this son will not be as knowledgeable as you as a wild boy. ā€

Zhang Batian snorted coldly as he approached the swordsman's side, as if he wanted to shake hands with the swordsman. When he was only two steps away from the swordsman, he suddenly revealed the dagger in his hand and stabbed the swordsman in the back. This move is extremely sinister, if the swordsman reacts quickly and avoids it, then the girl Xia'er in front of him will definitely not be able to dodge.

This change was unexpected by everyone present, and everyone watched all this happen with their mouths open, and they didn't even have time to exclaim.

Miss Xia'er was bowing her head, enjoying the rare whispered comfort of the swordsman. Unaware of the danger coming.

On the contrary, the swordsman seemed to have a sense in his heart, and he gently pushed Miss Xia'er to the side. As if he had an eye from behind, he grabbed a bowl on the table in the process of quickly turning around, and accurately hit the side of the dagger that was approaching quickly, and missed the dagger, but after all, it was still a little late, and the dagger still narrowly swept over the raised arm of the swordsman and brought up a puddle of blood.

Only then did the people in the hall have time to let out an exclamation. For a while, there was chaos in the hall, and people were far away from the center of the incident, and for a time a circular open space was vacant in the middle of the hall.

Seeing that the sneak attack was not successful, Zhang Batian did not bring much damage to the swordsman, and after a little hesitation, he was ready to rush outside with the crowd, as long as he got out of the narrow hall, he could go away.

After the swordsman threw out the bowl that he grabbed casually, he secretly screamed in his heart, it was too late for him to find out, and there was no way to completely avoid this dagger, and his right arm was still cut a small cut after all.

Miss Xia'er also reacted, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to bandage the wound of the swordsman.

"Shaoxia, are you okay? ā€

Miss Xia'er asked worriedly as she watched the blood oozing from the swordsman's wound quickly soak through the handkerchief.

"It's okay, Xia'er, wait a minute, I'll go and cook that chop first. ā€

Seeing that Zhang Batian was about to squeeze out of the hall, the swordsman was in a hurry, pulled out his arm, and chased towards the door.

After this delay, Zhang Batian was about to step out of the door of the hall. At the moment, he was secretly happy in his heart, he knew that the cultivation of this swordsman was only comparable to him, as long as he distanced himself, the swordsman would definitely not be able to catch up with him.

Suddenly, a chair volleyed down at Zhang Batian, although it did not hurt him, but it also successfully slowed down his steps. Zhang Ba almost vomited blood in the weather, who the lacks virtue so much?

The swordsman secretly gave a thumbs up to Zhao Zhutou, who was putting cold arrows next to the gate, rushed forward in three or two steps, jumped high, and kicked Zhang Batian's back with one kick.

The swordsman was angered by Zhang Batian's despicability, and this kick was kicked out with hatred, but it used ten percent of his strength to directly kick Zhang Batian away.

Zhang Batian fell to the ground and vomited blood, then got up and staggered out. He no longer had the slightest intent to fight in his heart, and he just wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.

The swordsman picked up the dagger dropped by Zhang Batian with his toes, and shot the dagger out with a slight flick of his wrist, and the dagger went straight to Zhang Batian's heart in an instant.