The small figure jumped up, followed by the calf flexibly lifted and hammered down, and before the sharp-beaked monkey's gills reacted, the heels slammed heavily on its abdomen, the sharp-beaked monkey's gills bent over their waists and bowed into the shape of a lobster, and the protruding buttocks hit the hard stone floor, making a muffled sound.

"Uhh

"Boy, you are too unsympathetic, Senior Brother Yuan Quan is also your senior!"

"The kid hides fiercely!"

"It's over!"

"His grandfather's, this kid is even more ruthless than my grandfather!"

"What's the matter? are you not convinced?" asked Chuanting not to look at Yuan Quan, who was unable to fall to the ground, and his sharp gaze turned to the crowd of people who were chewing the root of their tongues, and the invisible evil aura made his small figure infinitely magnified in the eyes of everyone.

"Boy, you're too arrogant! Grandpa is here, but you want to seek grievances for Senior Brother Yuan!"

"A raccoon dog!" The fierce gaze swept towards everyone, and the evil aura in his eyes made everyone take a step back, and one person still stood still, with a raging fire burning in his eyes.

"Grandpa is so big, he has really been scolded by a little ghost!" The big man bared his teeth and squeezed his fists back and forth, making a creaking sound.

"Do you want to defend this traitor and do it with me?" The evil spirit dissipated in an instant, and Wen Chuanting looked at this man who called himself 'grandpa' with a pure smile.

"Didn't anyone tell you your mouth stinks?" the pure smile was replaced by a sneer.

"Little ghost looking for death!" the big man took a step forward, his fist hammered down with the sound of whirring wind.

"You do everything possible to maintain this demon clan traitor, it seems that you are not a good thing, you are not a traitor and a lackey of the demon clan!"

In the fist style, Wen Chuanting did not move, calmly finished a sentence, put himself on the commanding heights, and the consequences of his actions were good or bad, this is undoubtedly the best way to disperse the danger.

Everywhere, there are always rules, either seemingly fair, or apparently only for the top. Where there are rules, there are restrictions, and there are restrictions that must be restricted, but they are different for the crowd.

This is the world of the jungle, and the big fist is the truth. Fighting, asking Chuanting is not frightened, confident that he can protect himself, the only thing he worries about is that he is really going to beat the other party, or kill the other party carelessly, then the fun will be great.

The little arms and legs asked who Chuan Ting could count on here? The real backers behind them were Mo Mu and the others, what were their connections? Is there a backer comparable to the group of goods in front of him? This is unknown!

Although I know a lot of bigwigs, none of them can really talk about friendship, is anyone willing to settle the thorny problem of killing people in the Sword Pavilion?

I don't know anything about these questions, and I won't take the risk.

In this world, everything is easy to say, and the only thing is that the favor is not good, and if someone takes action for his problem, he will inevitably accept the favor! With his current status, this favor is really not easy to repay.

Asking Chuanting is even more reluctant to be a favor, trapping himself in people's hearts, and being someone else's lackey for no reason in order to return the favor.

Therefore, Wen Chuanting put himself on the commanding heights, tried his best to hit the opponent with words, and gave himself a high-sounding reason to put on his gloves.

Determined the other party, Wen Chuanting didn't care about it anymore, his palm turned back, and the powerful suction force sucked the long sword that popped out of Yuan Quan's waist into his hand, and his fingers flicked, and a buzzing sound spread from the sword body.

No more nonsense, the palm of his hand flipped, and the bright and swaying long sword was covered with a layer of transparent and delicate sword qi, and at the moment when the iron fist was only an inch away from his face, the long sword stabbed out leisurely, and went straight to the middle palace.

"What a little ghost!" the big man screamed, his chest cavity collapsed instantly, away from the tip of the sword, his iron fist turned into a palm, and his arm extended a piece.

After all, the three-foot Qingfeng is a little longer than the arm, and with the arm of Wen Chuanting, the gap will inevitably widen. If the big man does not contract his chest, the moment the iron fist hammers to ask Chuanting, the chest will inevitably be pierced by the long sword.

This is not yet the time to fight hard, the big man is even more reluctant to give up his own life, seeing that he can't do anything, his body twists, narrowly dodges the long sword, and swings his fist in the oblique stab.

Where the Sword Pavilion is located, the sword weapon is the mainstay, but it is not a separate existence. For a sect, the simplification of the means of attack will inevitably go to extremes, it is easy to be restrained by others, and the road will inevitably become narrower and narrower, which is not conducive to the development of a sect. If you want to last for a long time, inclusiveness is the trend and inevitable result.

Yes, where the Sword Pavilion is located, everyone will know a few swordsmanship, but there are also people who will choose things other than swordsmanship, just like this big man, who is used to solving problems with his fists, and his proficiency in fists and feet is more than the application of swordsmanship.

Seeing that the big man staggered to dodge, he still had the strength to send out a fierce attack, and asked Chuanting to hold the sword flower in his hand, the sword qi skyrocketed, and wisps of sword qi split out from the sword body, and the sword qi was uncertain. In the eyes of outsiders, asking Chuanting is the length of the small sword, so that the sword is not bright, and he almost cut himself several times.

Dahan felt differently, Wen Chuanting seemed to be extremely difficult to control the long sword, but every time he was about to attack him, he was forced back by the sharp long sword and had to change his move to attack. As time went on, the number of times he struck in the air became more and more, which did not bring any joy to the big man, but gave him a feeling like a bone, as if he was being targeted by a giant beast, which made him more and more careful.

"Fall down!"

With a childish burst, Dahan was suddenly startled in his heart, and wanted to defend himself, but he was suddenly wrapped by the sudden appearance of sword qi, and the sharp sword qi shuttled vertically and horizontally, and sword marks appeared on Dahan's tower-like body, the blood had not yet flowed out, the pain had not yet been transmitted to his mind, and the sharp pain in his chest was the first to hit his mind, and his eyes were dark, and with a poof, Dahan fell straight to the ground.

The vertical and horizontal transparent sword qi dissipated, revealing the big man covered in scars, the clothes on his body were cut into tatters by the sword qi, the strips of cloth were criss-crossed, only a little connected, and the blood penetrated, dyeing the entire body red.

"This little ghost has made a big move, and he must be unable to do it, everyone will go together, whoever grabs the token will be counted!"

The temptation of the token made everyone come back from their stunned, and they looked at Wen Chuanting who was panting with a long sword one by one, and instantly ignored his fierce sword qi and fierce moves. forgot Yuan Quan, who was still powerless to fall to the ground and vomit blood, and ignored the big man who was mixed with blood and was still unconscious.

"How can this be?" He Dachuan raised his arm halfway, looking at the two people who fell to the ground, his brain still couldn't turn around.

The corners of Wen Chuanting's mouth hooked, revealing an evil smile, "You guys are finally going to do it, and you didn't waste my hard work in vain." ”

"As long as you do it, I will dare to beat you all down, no one will find fault with me, who let you do it first to bully me as a child!"

Wen Chuanting laughed unscrupulously in his heart, and his face showed a look of horror just right.

Wen Chuanting's performance made this group of people who had just been frightened go crazy.