Chapter 139: Playing Yin

Qingmei Daoist has the cultivation of the fifth layer of a martial artist, while Jiang Xincheng only has the cultivation of the fourth layer of a martial artist.

If you look at it from the point of view of cultivation, Jiang Xincheng will not be the opponent of the Qingmei Daoist, even if there is a sneak attack by the fat man, the Qingmei Daoist can also dodge.

But what Qingmei Daoist never expected was that the fat man would make a move, and he was a little careless for a while, so he was punched by Jiang Xincheng.

Although the Qingmei Daoist also punched the fat man, but the fat man only has the cultivation of the third layer of the martial artist, and in the final analysis, the Qingmei Daoist lost.

"Do you want to be shameless? Two people fight one person, and only a shameless person like you can do it. Zhongli said coldly.

"Shameless? I think you're shameless. The fat man shouted loudly, "They are all cultivators, and they actually bully the bodyguards, you are really embarrassed, do you want to nod your face?" Qingmei Daoist is also a strong man of the older generation, and he actually bullies young people, do you want to make a face? If you have a kind, you will come out by yourself, if Jiang Xincheng loses, it will be his waste, if you lose, then you will be even more waste, do you dare to come out? ”

"I ......"

"What am I, I think you just don't dare to come out." The fat man interrupted him and continued: "If you don't dare to go head-to-head with Jiang Xincheng, then the fat man will accompany you to go head-to-head and see how powerful you are, do you dare." ”

Zhongli blushed and didn't speak, he had a feeling in his heart that even if he went out, he was not the opponent of the fat man, and this feeling came inexplicably.

If you really go out and haven't beaten the fat man, then it's still the Laoshan faction that is embarrassed, and it is easy to be laughed at by other brothers and sisters, and you can't go for a while, and you can't go either, and you fall into a dilemma.

"Although the two of you attacked me alone, my Laoshan faction is not unreasonable." Qingmei Daoist said, "Zhongli, you go up and fight him." ”

"Yes!" Zhongli almost agreed to come down.

Qingmei Daoist whispered and said quickly: "This fat man's cultivation is not as powerful as the Jiang family's people, and it is not a big problem for you to go up." ”

When Zhongli heard this, he also put his heart at ease.

The fat man grinned and walked up.

The two walked to the middle and stood still with each other, and the fat man said first: "You make a move first, so as not to lose later, and say that the fat man I bullied you." ”

"I can't help myself."

Zhongli raised his hand and clenched his fist and punched the fat man in the face.

The fat man spun slightly, moved a little to the left, and punched Zhongli in the face with a backhand.

Both sides hit each other in the face.

Suddenly, Zhongli's fist moved slightly to the left by half an inch, and at the same time, a dagger appeared in his palm and stabbed it towards the fat man's neck.

"Fat man, be careful." Chen Shan shouted.

"Uncle, you play yin." The fat man roared angrily, and his body twisted out of thin air in an impossible posture, borrowing strength from his waist, and dodging the dagger's attack, he could see with his own eyes the details of the dagger as it slashed across his clothes, and he could also feel the sharpness coming from the dagger.

Zhongli's blow was basically going for the fat man's life.

Originally, the fat man just wanted to teach him a lesson, but now when he saw whether Zhongli was playing with his own life or playing yin, the fat man was furious, and took advantage of Zhongli's attack to interrupt his kung fu, his body rushed forward, punched Zhongli in the abdomen, and then punched Zhongli in the face.

Zhongli's face was full of peach blossoms, and tears, snot, and blood flowed down together.

Zhongli took a step back, squatting on the ground and covering his nose, looking at it hurting.

"I'm playing yin with the fat man, you're still too tender, and you don't look at what you are." The fat man hooked his fingers, "Come on, come on, don't you want the fat man's life?" Stand up and continue to fight, see if the fat man is used to you. ”

Zhongli didn't stand up for a long time.

"At a young age, I am so ruthless that I can't keep you." Qingmei Daoren snorted coldly and suddenly shot at the fat man.

With the cultivation of the fifth layer of the martial artist to the cultivation of the third layer of the martial artist, the fat man is not dead and seriously injured, plus the Qingmei Daoist is suddenly attacking, the fat man does not even have a chance to react.

Just when the fat man's eyes widened and he didn't even let out an exclamation, he suddenly saw a shadow jump out beside him.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and Qingmei Daoren's face turned red, and he stepped back seven or eight steps.

The person who shot was Chen Shan.

"Chen Shan, I said how can you run so well, it turns out that your martial arts cultivation is higher." The fat man patted his chest and breathed a long sigh of relief, "I was really scared to death just now." ”

"This punch is coming towards your chest, if it weren't for Chen Shan's shot, you would definitely be dead." Wang Chuyi came over and said.

He was also very angry about everything that Qingmei Daoren did just now, even if the fat man was unreliable, it was his own brother, if he lost the fair fight, he was inferior in skills, but he was an old guy, relying on his age and ability to bully people, which was a bit too much, so he was in a very angry mood now.

Qingmei Daoist froze his body, his face was cloudy, he had just been suddenly punched by Chen Shan, and there was a sullen breath in his chest that did not dissipate, and it took a while before he eased up, and said with a calm face: "I didn't expect you to be still a master, judging from the fist you just had, you are at least a sixth-level martial artist cultivator." ”

"Shhh

All the Laoshan Sect disciples gasped.

The cultivation of the sixth layer of martial artists is simply too powerful, more than a star and a half stronger than them.

Even if it is a simple martial artist, there are very few people who have reached the sixth level of martial arts at Chen Shan's age.

They knew in their hearts that Chen Shan was definitely not a simple martial artist, this was very terrifying, he was not a martial artist, he reached the sixth level of a martial artist at a young age, and he was simply a demonic person.

"Master, you said he has a sixth-level martial arts cultivation? Could it be that you are mistaken? Zhongli asked.

"Impossible, I can easily feel the strength of the fist just now, and there is at least a sixth-level cultivation of a martial artist." Qingmei Daoren squinted his eyes, "It seems that this kid is not as simple as it seems, maybe he is from an ancient family." ”

Ancient family.

For example, Lai Buyi's lineage and Jiang Dahong's lineage belong to ancient families, and only those who have been inherited for more than a hundred years can be called ancient families.

Like Jiang Dahong's Jiang family, that is, Jiang Xincheng's family, although it can also be called an ancient family, it has declined.

In this world, there are still many ancient families, and any one of them is not much weaker than the Laoshan faction.

Jiang Xincheng shook his head and smiled, among these people, he could be said to know Chen Shan the best, and he knew what Chen Shan was.

"Martial artist sixth layer? My goodness. The fat man looked at Chen Shan, "Chen Shan, where did you pop up as a freak?" ”