"You, you want to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?"

Chenshan was silent for a long time, and he couldn't reveal his anger.

Chu Xuan sneered, "You don't deserve these four words." ”

Phew!

Li Xuanba's eyes were bright, and his two fists clicked.

At this moment, the black-clothed young man showed a peerless edge that he had never seen before, so that all the Daoist students were scared stupid.

Chen Shan first looked at Chu Xuan.

Take another look at Li Xuanba.

The expression is complicated.

With Li Xuanba's previous punch, he penetrated Zhou Gan's fierce posture, which is enough to see that this young man's moves have no skill at all.

However, it is with the invincible body that pushes sideways.

It's horrible.

Long.

"It's actually a superior embryo with innate divine power."

Tatsuyama took a deep breath, although he didn't want to admit it, but the facts were the facts, and he did look away.

But.

So what?

What is the difference between a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who dares to provoke him, the Great Master of the Nine Realms, and looking for death?

"Okay, I'll teach you how to respect your teacher today."

Tatsuyama has no choice.

In addition, his favorite disciple Zhou Qian was abolished on the spot, and he was really aggrieved in his heart, so his face was full of murderous anger and overflowing with words.

Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows, calm and calm, "Third Brother only allows you to punch once." ”

Li Xuanba was stunned, he tilted his head, looked at his sandbag-sized fist, first spread it out, and then clenched it violently, and so on, constantly pinching the strength.

Chen Shan couldn't bear it, especially after facing the provocation of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man, his entire facial features became extremely hideous and ruthless.

"Phew!"

He grabbed it with one hand.

Like an owl that is good at hunting and killing in the night, he adopts a preemptive approach and forcibly locks Li Xuanba's fist.

Li Xuanba let out a low roar.

Step down in two steps.

The ground trembled.

The sky was full of dust, flying into the air, it was like a small self-enclosed space, and the figures of the two people gradually disappeared.

"Click."

In a moment.

Tatsuyama was overjoyed.

His slender five fingers finally locked Li Xuanba's fist at the first time, and under the rapid force, the sound of bones tightening was immediately heard.

"Hmph, a little brute who only uses brute force."

The dust fell, and Tatsuyama squinted his eyes, with a smug expression overlooking the ants.

However.

Li Xuanba seemed to hesitate a little, he lowered his gaze, glanced at the five fingers of Chenshan who locked his right fist, and scratched his head with his left hand.

This scene.

Let Chenshan's pupils bulge and be drenched in cold sweat.

Sure enough, Li Xuanba, who realized it later, formed a fist with his left hand and struck it horizontally, hitting Chenshan's chest.

In an instant, a cluster of blood flowers exploded.

Chenshan, who was hit hard, was punched by Li Xuanba on the spot, smashed dozens of feet away, and was finally blocked by a pillar of the gym.

Unstoppable blood trailed his chest, quickly wetting his body.

Miserable and miserable.

His face was pale.

A genuine Nine Realms Grand Master was blown out of his body by a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a punch.

Many students forcibly suppressed the cool air that was about to gasp.

But, even so.

I can't help it.

It's horrible.

Who would have thought that an obscure and indisputable young man would be a statue that is stronger than the existence of the pavilion owner Chenshan.

What's even more absurd is that the teenager was ordered to make only one move.

Then, he only used this trick to blow up Chenshan.

"Ahem."

Chenshan, who was holding the wound with his right hand, was lying on his back under the pillars, his face full of decadence and loneliness.

It was in vain that he accumulated thirty years before he became the Great Master of the Nine Realms.

However, today it was defeated by a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

If he wants to be known by his peers, he can only live in ridicule and ridicule for the rest of his life.

This is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Guo Jia, who was farther away, looked at Chenshan, who was blown up by a punch, and at the same time felt a relative, but also looked relieved, this pit apprentice, he would hammer him at every turn in the past.

This has not been killed, and when I think about it, the stinky boy still recognizes himself as a master in his heart.

"Hey, hey."

Guo Jia stroked his beard and laughed loudly.

Li Xuanba turned his head decisively, glared at the old man fiercely, and waved his fist as a warning.

Guo Jia, "......"

Although, the scene fell silent.

However, Zhou Qian was abolished with a punch before, and Jiang Yang was killed on the spot, not to mention that it was a person, and he expected that something was wrong.

Therefore, someone secretly notified Jiang Yang and Zhou Qian's parents.

At the same time, the friends who have a friendship with Chenshan all learned about it for the first time, and the scene that was silent for a few minutes came one after another.

"Chenshan Pavilion Master, you ......"

Zhou Gan's father was the first to arrive.

At first, when he saw Chenshan covered in scars, Zhou Qian's father Zhou He was immediately stunned.

Seeing his son's right arm running through again, his face immediately became gloomy.

"How can it be?"

Briefly understanding the situation, Zhou He took a deep breath, his face full of murderous intent, "You little rabbit cub, an inferior person who only deserves to live in the dust all your life, dare to hurt my son?" ”

"I have to pick your skin today."

Chu Xuan was surprised, Zhou He seemed to know nothing about the most Li Xuanba.

Perhaps, this arrogant Zhou Gan has not been talking about the foolish juniors in the Taoist hall in front of Zhou He.

Roar!

Li Xuanba saw Zhou He, who was not good, and approached Chu Xuan.

Taking a decisive step and blocking Chu Xuan's approach, his facial features were hideous, and he let out a low roar.

Zhou He was slightly stunned, and then his eyes became fierce, "Little beast, you dare to be so fierce in front of me, do you want to die?" ”

After speaking, he suddenly raised his gaze and stared at Chu Xuan, "And you, conniving at this little beast's murder, do you think my Zhou He's son is a bully?" ”

Chu Xuan was too lazy to be verbose, raised his hand and instructed the chief steward, "Give him a war knife!" ”

Sonorous!

The chief steward didn't dare to slack off, pressed down with five fingers, and the half-arm-length war knife was unsheathed in the air, and the snow was bright and bright, which made everyone at the scene stunned.

"If you don't want the whole family to be buried together, you'd better decide it yourself."

Chu Xuan dropped a sentence, took Li Xuanba's hand, and turned around to leave.

"You dare to threaten me? Who is your lord, hurry up and call over, I want to see, what kind of Venerable Master taught you such an arrogant and domineering son? ”

Zhou He was furious, shouting that he was about to take a few steps forward and entangle Chu Xuan.

The chief steward held the knife in both hands, and at the moment when he passed by Chu Xuan, he saluted in a deep voice, "Congratulations, third prince!" ”

"Lao Tzu talks to you, but I can't hear ......"

Halfway through Zhou He's words, his arms stiffened, and then his skin was bloodless, and his limbs trembled violently.

Three, the third prince?!

"What do you mean? He is, the third prince of the Chu family? ”

"This, this is ...... Chu Jia Saburo, Chu Xuan, in the thirteen regions of the famous imperial capital? ”

This moment.

The audience fell silent.

Countless people looked at Chu Xuan's back as he walked away, and their brains went blank for a while.

In their lifetimes, they actually met the legendary figure of the imperial capital, the third prince Chu Xuan!

Grunt!

Zhou He, who realized it later, was so frightened that he shrank in place, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and the cold sweat on his forehead oozed out layer by layer.

The chief steward raised his knife in both hands, stood in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "The biological father of the third prince is the Dragon King Chu Cangsheng, are you sure you want to invite me over and discuss tutoring with you?" ”

Zhou He, "......"

That's it, the nine-patterned dragon Chu Cangsheng.

Give Zhou He a hundred and twenty guts, and he doesn't dare to meet that kind of person.

"I, I ......"

"Hmph."

The chief steward raised his hands forward, handed the snowy war knife to Zhou He's eyes, and said resolutely, "Please?!" ”