When Meng Chen saw the strong light blooming, he immediately closed his eyes and retreated, and the whole action was done in one go, without the slightest hesitation.

But at the same time, a miserable scream sounded in his ears, it was the chef Lu Binchao, whose eyes were stung by the strong light, and he couldn't bear it for a while, and called out.

"What's it called!" Wang Shen was startled by the sudden cry around him, and immediately scolded, and then stopped caring about him, holding his sword and stabbing towards the dust that had not yet recovered his eyesight.

Meng Chen sensed the slight movement of the air flow in front of him, and knew that Wang Shen was attacking again, but he couldn't find the exact direction, so he could only hide behind in a hurry.

Whoa—

Wang Shen's sword was originally aimed at his heart, but because of the dodge of the dust, it only hit his shoulder, cutting through his clothes and leaving a wound that was neither deep nor shallow.

Meng Chen was in pain, frowned and pushed a few steps, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt a feeling of soreness coming, and tears flowed down his face instantly.

Wang Shen looked at Meng Chen's slightly embarrassed appearance, and said disdainfully: "How about it, don't kneel now!"

"Kneel, kneel, kneel, kneel now!"

A hurried voice begging for mercy came from the side, and Lu Binchao, who was covering his eyes, was excited, this kid finally gave in!

And Wang Shen looked at the little fat man who suddenly appeared, with a blank face, what is going on?

Meng Chen naturally heard that this voice belonged to Yuan Min.

It turned out that the sound from outside reached the kitchen, and the cooks in the house immediately came out to watch, and the little fat man Yuan Min of course followed it.

"Brother Mengchen, this guy is an outer disciple, but he is a monk of the Scattered Spirit Realm, you ......" Yuan Min persuaded bitterly, wanting to admit his mistake in Mengchen, for fear of suffering a big loss again.

“...... Shut up!" Meng Chen reluctantly stopped Yuan Min, is this guy so unconfident in himself?

Yuan Min stepped aside aggrievedly, thinking, aren't people still afraid that you will suffer.

"I said, fat boy, you are so knowledgeable, or let me mess up!" Wang Shen looked at Yuan Min and said.

"Fire Resist!" Meng Chen took advantage of Wang Shen's relaxation of vigilance, and directly rubbed his hands together, and a fireball was thrown in the direction of the sound.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!" Wang Shen stretched out his hand, and the oncoming fireball was thrown behind him.

Yes!

There was another scream of pain, and the fireball was thrown on Lu Binchao's body, his clothes already had a lot of oil stains, and when he touched the fire, he instantly burned, and he got up from the ground in pain, shook his body, ran to the water tank outside the kitchen, and jumped in without the slightest hesitation.

Wang Shen's spiritual power is not very strong, after such a delay, although his eyes are still a little sour, he can already open his eyes to see things, and he brushed aside Yuan Min beside him and said, "You hide first." ”

"You...... Okay?" Yuan Min asked as he looked at Meng Chen with some concern.

Meng Chen didn't pay attention to him, his eyesight recovered, he just stared at Wang Shen in front of him, and rushed forward with his sword.

The two swords collided, sometimes glued, sometimes separated, stunned the onlookers.

"This ...... This strength is actually just a registered disciple?" said one of the cooks dumbfounded, not knowing whether to ask himself or others.

The other helper beside him nodded, not knowing whether he was saying that he also had this question, or if he was saying that it was right, this strength was just a registered disciple.

Meng Chen's shoulder was injured, his movements were a little stiff, and his back was injured by a sharp demon pulling slash in the demon forest, and he hadn't healed at the moment, so his movements were a little stiff, and he fell behind unconsciously.

Sonor!

Meng Chen's sword was picked up by Wang Shen, who looked up at the sword, showed a triumphant smile, and then took a step back, gathered enough strength on his shoulder, hip, and arm, and stabbed at Meng Chen again.

Somehow, Wang Shenwu saw a smile on the corner of Meng Chen's mouth, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, but the sword had to be sent in his hand, and he still stabbed towards Meng Chen.

Swish!

Poof!

First there was the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air, and then the sound of a long sword entering the flesh.

"Ahh

Wang Shen's sword-holding arm had a long sword pierced into it, but it was not the same long sword that had just been picked up by him. The blow of this long sword hurt Wang Shen's right hand weakly, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, Meng Chen breathed a sigh of relief, he had taken a lot of risks just now. Although he had seen Li Mingzhu use the sword technique before, he had no practical experience himself, and he didn't expect to imitate it in combination with the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect taught by the mysterious woman that day.

"It's ...... Imperial Sword Technique!?" Wang Shen asked in disbelief.

The assistant chef showed his head from the water tank, and his heart was shocked, and he said in his heart: "It's actually the sword master......?

The group of cooks and the little fat man Yuan Min didn't know what expression to show, it was enough to surprise them that they could fight with Wang Shen, and at this time, he actually showed a hand of swordsmanship?

This sword technique can only be used when the spiritual energy is released, that is to say, at least step into the scattered spirit realm, so that the spiritual power can be released and the flying sword can be controlled.

Meng Chen didn't care about everyone's shock, with a move of his hand, the long sword flew back into his hand, and in an instant, he was about to take out the sword to break Wang Shen.

"No!" Yuan Min shouted behind Meng Chen.

Meng Chen stopped the sword that was about to pierce Wang Shen's throat.

"The rules of the Wanyue Sect, the disciples beat each other, and they will be flogged twenty times!, but it will kill people!" the original name ran forward and explained.

At the moment when Meng Chen hesitated, Wang Shen stood up from the ground with a carp, covered his injured arm, glanced at Meng Chen hatefully, and said, "You wait for me!"

With that, he immediately ran away.

Meng Chen watched Wang Shen run away, but in the end he didn't catch up, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

The onlookers turned sideways to give way, looking at the dust with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a non-human. When Meng Chen passed by the water tank in front of the door, Lu Binchao also silently buried his head in the water, for fear that Meng Chen would find him to settle accounts.

"Why are you still stunned! Why don't you hurry up and cook!" Yuan Min shouted outside the door, and the help of the cooks immediately reacted, it was about to be time to deliver the meal, if you didn't hurry up and prepare, it would be over.

Rumble!

More than a dozen cooks rushed into the kitchen from the dusty side, and began to prepare breakfast in a hurry.

Meng Chen didn't know how to prepare breakfast, Yuan Min naturally didn't know, and no one dared to pull them in to help at this moment, so he could only let it go.

Yuan Min glanced at Meng Chen behind him a few times, looking hesitant, and finally trotted all the way to Meng Chen's side and said, "Meng Chen, I have a good thing for you to see!"

"You, what good things can you have?" asked Meng Chen.