Chapter Thirty-Eight: Serve!
When these noises sounded, Xiao Qing and the three of them, who were sitting roasting rabbits in front of the stream, hurriedly stood up, their eyes frightened, but Lin Chen still closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping gently, looking comfortable.
At this time, the outer disciples who were knocked out of the mountains and forests by Lin Chen's broken arms, with a fierce and vicious appearance, their faces were full of fierce colors, and the broken arm was hung around their necks with a piece of gray cloth, which had always been torn from the Taoist robes.
For a while, the three of them were so frightened that they all retreated to the stream, and the cool stream water touched their ankles, and suddenly the three of them screamed!
Xiao Qing's scream sounded, and the eyes of the outer disciples who looked at Xiao Qing and the others were a little more strange, while the two men in white and cyan Taoist robes frowned slightly.
At this time, the person who was beaten the hardest by Lin Chen pointed at Lin Chen, who was leaning against the tree, and shouted loudly.
"Senior brother, it's him! He's Lin Chen! Relying on himself to hold this weapon, he just knocked us off our arms!"
"Senior brother, please take revenge on us!"
The voices of the three and three of them kept ringing out, and Lin Chen, who was leaning against the tree, finally opened his eyes, glanced at Xiaoqing and the others, and then looked at these outer disciples who were full of obscenity, and said lightly.
"It's really noisy, it seems that my Lin Chen's hand is still light, but I didn't let you have a little memory, okay, this time, don't think about leaving easily when you come. ”
As he spoke, Lin Chen slowly propped himself up, took out the black ink sword from the Yuan Spirit Bag on his waist, and didn't look at the two people in white and cyan Taoist robes, but walked directly towards these outer disciples, seeing Lin Chen's fierce momentum, these two men in white and cyan Taoist robes couldn't bear it anymore after all, and spoke.
"You're Lin Chen, and you don't salute when you see us!?"
"Who are you? stand on the side of the irrelevant side, and I'll talk about it when I'm done. ”
Just glancing at the two of them, Lin Chen said lightly, as soon as these words came out, Xiaoqing and the others by the stream covered their mouths one after another, this Lin Chen, it's too domineering, right!?
Hearing Lin Chen say this, the two men in white and cyan robes said in a low voice.
"Good boy, Qin Canghao can't cure you, we two brothers will educate you well!"
At this time, Lin Chen recognized these two people, often wearing white and cyan uniforms, and they were brothers, in the outer gate of Qingxu Mountain, there was only one pair, Beiwen and Beiwu brothers, these two people are also from Beiyang Town, although the family is not a big family, but it is also a little famous!
The corners of his mouth slowly raised a sneer, Lin Chen didn't care, are these two people from Beiyang Town, what kind of family is behind them, Lao Tzu even provoked the Zhang family, do you still care about your little Bei family?
"Since you won't give way, then I'll even fight you!"
With a low cry in his mouth, Lin Chen brandished the Black Ink Sword, and directly swung it with the Seven Yuan Sword Technique, and the sword momentum was compelling! For a while, even the two brothers of Beiwen and Beiwu couldn't help but take a step back, the two brothers glanced at each other, and each took out an iron folding fan and a gray long knife from the Yuan Spirit Bag on their waists!
When the two brothers took out their weapons, they retreated to the tree one after another with a few outer disciples behind them, and their appearance was extremely intimidating!
At this time, Lin Chen stood with the two brothers, the sound of gold and iron continued to sound, the weapon material used in the hands of these two brothers was superior, the black ink sword in Lin Chen's hand was Chu Rou'er's sword before, and the material was not inferior to the weapon material of the two brothers, for a while, sparks burst out, and after a few rounds, this Lin Chen was not as inferior as the two brothers expected, but this guy became more and more courageous!
At this time, the black ink sword in Lin Chen's hand slashed out horizontally and went straight to Beiwu! Beiwu suddenly waved his long knife, and there was another sound of gold and iron, at this time, Beiwen's wrist flicked, and a cold blade that exuded a cold glow suddenly appeared on the iron folding fan, and he stepped under his feet, stabbing towards Lin Chen!
And at this time, the corners of Lin Chen's mouth suddenly swept up a sneer, when Beiwen attacked, Lin Chen suddenly gave up the confrontation with Beiwu, and instead went straight to Beiwen, the black ink sword was inserted horizontally on the ground, his right hand was quickly raised, and the Bangshan palm was launched in an instant!
Beiwen naturally sensed the power of this move, and hurriedly raised the iron folding fan to resist it, but even so, he was still knocked back four or five steps away by Lin Chen!
At this time, Beiwu came wielding a long knife, but Lin Chen suddenly turned around, first disrupted Beiwu's pace with a falling cloud leg, and then launched a seven-speed palm, messing up Beiwu's knife momentum, and at the end, Lin Chen raised his fist and shouted in his mouth.
"Sixteen-inch fist!"
Rumble!
With Lin Chen's low words, the fist with huge strength directly slammed into Beiwu's chest, maybe the powerful force that hit Beiwu a moment ago could still resist, but the three inches of strength later blasted Beiwu seven or eight meters away! When he fell to the ground, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Beiwu's mouth!
After being penetrated countless times in the forging martial arts field, Lin Chen also continued to sharpen his own martial arts, and the sixteen-inch fist could already blast out three inches of strength, although it was not fatal, but it was enough to hurt people!
Not to mention that his Beiwu is a seven-step mortal realm martial artist, even that Qin Canghao didn't have a good time when he was suffering that two-inch fist!
Beiwen stopped fighting with Lin Chen at the moment, and ran directly towards Beiwu, helped Beiwu up, took out a pill and put it in his mouth, and after seeing that Beiwu's injury was stable, Beiwen raised his head and looked at Lin Chen and said.
"A four-step mortal realm martial artist, with such rich combat experience, my two brothers, I served today!"
After speaking, Beiwen supported Beiwu, whose breath was still a little unstable, and walked towards the depths of the mountain forest, at this time, Xiaoqing, who was leaning on the side of the stream, suddenly shouted.
"Lin Gongzi! Those people are going to run!"
When Xiao Qing spoke, the outer disciples who were hiding on the edge of the mountain and forest seemed to be like children who had made a mistake and were discovered, and they were in a hurry and ready to run away, but the stones that Lin Chen waved came as scheduled at this time!
Bang bang bang!
Several muffled sounds sounded, five in all, all of them fell on the edge of the mountain forest.
Lin Chen walked slowly and stood in front of a few people, Lin Chen slowly grinned and said softly.
"I said, come back to trouble, I won't make you even a man!"