Chapter 793: Immortal Fountain 7
Chapter 793: Immortal Fountain 7
"I don't care who you are, but if you dare to hurt a hair of his hair, I will let you die without a place to bury!"
Although he was very annoyed by this entourage, it was a matter of face, and he couldn't be killed like this.
Threatened, or threatened by the foundation building monks, the anger in Jia Tongchun's heart at this time urgently needs to be released.
He raised his palm high and slapped it at the boy. The young man was shocked, and the young man was even more frightened.
"Wait...... You know who I am, if he has three longs and two shorts, none of the people related to you will be able to escape!"
Shaojun hurriedly stopped it, and in desperation, he began to move out of the forces behind him.
"Huh?"
Jia Tongchun's pupils shrank, and his palm stopped at the door of the young man's head, and he didn't shoot it in the end.
Shaojun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it, but the young man was already soaking wet, and he walked around the ghost gate and was finally saved.
And at this moment, there was a boom, and an explosion came from the cliff not far away, and a figure jumped out of it, and there was a sound of excitement from afar, hahaha laughed.
But the people who saw this scene were a little dumbfounded.
Nima, what are you doing, field chicken!
"Hahaha, young master, I've been resurrected with full blood, there are so many people!"
Indeed, there are still a dozen or so people here, certainly not standing in one place, but from all directions.
"Damn, why is it a little cold? Oh, what about Ben Shao's festival, no clothes!"
Brush......
I took out a loose piece and put it on my body in a hurry, it was unusually ill-fitting, and my chest muscles, shoulders, and thighs were exposed!
In the incredible eyes of everyone, a bang fell not far from Jia Tongchun.
Call......
As soon as the breeze blew, the wide clothes rose with the wind, revealing Yang Chen's long legs with some hair, but Yang Chen didn't care, he felt that such an appearance was still very stylish.
The long sword was carried on his shoulder, looking at Jia Tongchun.
"What are you looking at, the young master is very stylish?"
cough cough cough ......
Jia Tongchun was really in a rage, Coke coughed and ignored Yang Chen, but raised his palm again and slapped it again.
Shaojun was shocked.
Sou
The long sword turned into a ray of light and shot out, directly hitting Jia Tongchun.
Hum......
Jia Tongchun pushed out with a palm of his other hand, and a wall of qi flew over with a whoosh.
Boom......
With a muffled sound, the long sword was bounced off, the wall of qi collapsed, and Shaojun shouted at the same time;
"Kill him, I don't have your nine clans to kill your master!"
Boom......
The earth shook, and when he heard this, Jia Tongchun's pupils shrank, and he slapped his palm next to the young man's head, and a huge palm print appeared on the rock, as well as dense cracks.
Jia Tongchun lowered his head and clasped his hands, he, a Jindan monk, was a little guilty, what Shaojun said just now, he had to think about it, Sword Sect, he really can't afford to provoke it, he believes that Yang Chen will not offend the Sword Sect because of this little person.
"Master, I'm sorry ......"
"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!"
The injured young man who was blocking the ground snorted coldly, his toes were arrogant, Jia Tongchun trembled with anger, but he didn't make a move, his face was bruised, and he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
There was a nameless anger that seemed to be about to burst into the body.
"Yang Chen, you'd better let your minions calm down and make amends, otherwise you'll ......"
The young man on the ground opened his mouth to threaten at this time, Jia Tongchun's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked up at Yang Chen, only to see Yang Chen's expressionless face, as if nothing had happened.
He understood, showing a self-deprecating smile, a little sad, Yang Chen would not be on his side for such a thing.
"Hey, hey, haha......"
He laughed a few times in a low voice, a little desolate, and slowly turned around to face the young man who was injured by himself, and slowly lowered his head very unwillingly.
He closed his eyes, unwilling to accept the reality.
Syllable......
Just as he was looking down, there was a soft sound, and a little warmth came from his forehead, and he didn't understand what was going on, and slowly opened his eyes in confusion.
He saw in his eyes that two days of hairy legs stood in front of him, and his wide pajamas were gently blown by the wind.
Raising his head slightly, with the eyes of these feet, a figure stood in front of him, not a tall figure, but at this moment, it made him feel so majestic, and one hand supported his forehead.
"Lord...... The hosts!"
I don't know what this means, I don't know what Yang Chen thinks.
"Remember, you're not a minion!"
With his eyes shining directly, Jia Tongchun couldn't see Yang Chen's expression clearly.
"The host ......"
He didn't know what to say, he just looked at Yang Chen blankly.
"As a young person, don't lose Lao Tzu's face!"
"I'm sorry, master...... I'll ...... next time."
He heard the anger in Yang Chen's tone, he was very worried, worried that Yang Chen would punish him for this matter, that kind of pain, he didn't want to experience.
"Enough, you still don't understand what I mean, then I'll tell you!"
At this time, Yang Chen suddenly raised his voice, grabbed his shirt, and roared angrily at him;
"You remember to Lao Tzu, don't talk about a fucking little Sword Sect, even if Tianzun comes, the saint comes, you have the ability to kill it, the sky is falling, Lao Tzu will support you, don't be a fucking coward, the Sword Sect is a fucking fart, do you fucking admit it??"
What? Sword Sect is a fart? Can this be said openly and loudly, the top existence in Golden State is like a fart in your eyes?
Hearing this, the others were shocked and their jaws dropped.
He was also shocked, and he didn't expect Yang Chen to dare to say such a remark.
The fat man not far away was shocked at this time, not because Yang Chen was not afraid of the Sword Sect, but because Yang Chen said the information revealed.