The young man who blocked Wen Laosi's fist was naturally Chen Heng who went out to look for Gangqi.

At this time, it had been more than half a month since he left the True Martial Sword Sect, and in the past half a month, Chen Heng had almost turned around the large and small mountains near the True Martial Mountain, and after not finding it, he set his target in the direction of the further north.

Before going down the mountain, he couldn't find a specific record of Gangqi in the second floor of the library, only that there were more barren mountains and mountains in the north, and there were many fewer human settlements than in the south.

Gangqi can definitely be found, so Chen Heng was not too anxious, when he passed through Qingyang Town, when he saw that it was noon, he came in and sat down for a while, and rested by the way.

Unexpectedly, I just ordered a few dishes, and before I could eat them, I was knocked over.

After Wen Laosi's attack was blocked, he just felt that the power coming from the other party's hand was not small, but he didn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, he only thought that Chen Heng was born with divine power, and after a short period of stunned, his face sank.

"Boy, are you planning to fight against our Qingyang Town No. 1 Hunter Regiment?"

Wen Laosi saw that Chen Heng looked ordinary and his clothes did not look like a rich and noble family, so he naturally regarded him as an ordinary commoner, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he moved out the name of the First Hunter Group, preparing to scare Chen Heng away.

After all, his fist was still grabbed by Chen Heng in his hand at this time, and no matter how much he urged him, he couldn't move at all.

"Qingyang Town's No. 1 Hunter Regiment ......"

Chen Heng pursed his lips, he didn't know if what Wen Laosi said had any water, but this time he came down from Zhenwu Mountain, and when he faced these folk monks, he had a different feeling.

He had never really been exposed to high-level systematic cultivation before, and he saw that each of the monks of these hunter regiments was so high, and every strength could make him feel awe.

However, with the improvement of cultivation and the improvement of vision, looking at these people now, even if they are in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow, they can be beaten down with three or two casual moves.

From this point of view, what the old man on the third floor of the library said was indeed true, in the people, even if they barely broke through the innate cultivators, their combat power might not be comparable to those disciples of the sect who had attained the Great Perfection of the Acquired Body Realm.

It is precisely because of this gap that Chen Heng yearns for the realm behind him even more.

The strength of this Wen Laosi in front of him seems to have reached the Eighth Heaven of the Acquired Body Realm, but the punch with all his strength is so pale and powerless in Chen Heng's opinion, and he doesn't even need to mobilize his spiritual power, so he easily takes it.

From this, it can be seen how terrifying Chen Heng's strength has improved during this period of time.

Wen Laosi saw that Chen Heng had not spoken, and thought that his goal had really been achieved, and while secretly rejoicing in his heart, he finally waited for Chen Heng's hand to loosen, and finally took his fist back.

But when he glanced at the back of his hand, he couldn't help but gasp, just now he was grabbed and felt a little pain, but he didn't feel much of it, but now he saw that there were several red handprints printed on the back of his entire hand, and the flesh on it was even more inwardly dented.

"The young man in front of him looks thin, but his strength is really great, if we can put him into the Crazy Knife, then our Crazy Knife will be able to confirm the status of the first hunter group. ”

Wen Laosi thought in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface, looking at Chen Heng with a condescending expression, pretending to be a master, holding his hands and holding his head high, just as he wanted to say the words that won over Chen Heng, but saw that the corners of the latter's mouth rose slightly.

"First Hunters, that ...... So what?"

As soon as Chen Heng's words came out, not to mention that Wen Laosi was stunned, even the people around him were in an uproar, and suddenly there was a lot of conversation.

"Oh my God, this little guy is really arrogant!"

"Doesn't he know that the mad knife walks sideways wherever we go in Qingyang Town?"

"Offended the mad knife, this guy is guilty!"

For the voices around him, although Chen Heng heard it, he didn't take it to heart, looked at Wen Laosi lightly, and said again: "Even if you are the king of heaven and disturb me to eat, you have to give an explanation first, right?"

Wen Laosi really didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who was only twenty years old, would dare to slap his face in public, making him lose face in front of so many people, and his anger suddenly surged.

Now, he has changed his mind.

Don't think that you dare to be arrogant if you have more strength, in front of our crazy sword, even the innate strong will not dare to speak like this. Not to mention a mere table of food, even if this shop is smashed, the store will not dare to say anything!

It can be seen that Wen Laosi is really angry at this time, the mad knife itself is a tyrant in Qingyang Town, even the strongest blood-colored hunter group easily does not dare to fight with them face to face, this kid who ran from nowhere in front of him dares to despise them, if Wen Laosi is just like that, how can he still have the face to mix in Qingyang Town in the future?

Killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, Wen Laosi was ready to use Chen Heng to deter the monks of Qingyang Town, so as to establish the status of the Crazy Knife in the first hunter group in Qingyang Town.

However, hearing Wen Laosi's angry words, Chen Heng was unmoved, nodded his head, and said, "Soon you will know, what kind of thing am I!"

Looking at Chen Heng's serious appearance, many people immediately burst out laughing.

They don't know how many they've seen the scolding, but they've never seen anyone say they're anything, and they don't know if the young man in front of them has a bad brain, or is scared stupid, or both.

Just as they wanted to see the joke, all of a sudden, their expressions froze instantly, and then as if they had seen something terrible, their eyes widened like dead fish eyes, and they almost didn't fall out.

"If your mouth is not dry or clean, I will give you a long memory of a slap first!"

Chen Heng's tone was still so flat, and he even said what he was going to do in advance, and then slowly raised his right hand.

Wen Laosi's eyes froze, and the anger in his heart surged even more, it was the first time he had seen someone like Chen Heng who despised him like this.

But just when he was about to make a move, he was shocked to find that his body couldn't move.

No matter how slow Chen Heng's palm was, no matter how clear he knew where that hand fell, he was completely unable to dodge, as if the entire space was tightly binding him, just standing there waiting for Chen Heng's slap.

"Smack!"

Like a mosquito, it falls gently, but it makes a crisp sound.

In the eyes of everyone's extremely frightened eyes, Wen Laosi's entire body rose into the air, spun three or four times in mid-air like a spinning top, flew out several feet directly, and then smashed into a table, crushing the table to pieces.

That's even more miserable than the way the ground was broken just now.

Everyone was completely stunned, looking at Chen Heng, there was no more banter and ridicule in his eyes, only deep fear.

"This ...... This is a demon law!!"

I don't know who shouted first, and then countless people screamed in surprise, and kept retreating in a hurry.

At this moment, with a bang, Wen Laosi, who fell to the ground, pushed away the broken wood that was pressing on his body and struggled to stand up.

His cheeks were high and swollen, his five finger prints were clearly visible, and there were even blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Damn the crumbs!"

Wen Laosi glared angrily at Chen Heng, and his eyes were about to breathe fire.

However, just as he spoke, several teeth, along with blood, spurted out.

Wen Laosi was stunned for a moment, and his anger was even worse, and he roared at his companions: "You pigs, don't hurry up and give it to Lao Tzu!!"

Due to the loss of a few teeth, he leaked badly and spoke slurredly, but he could barely tell what he was talking about.

You look more like a pig's head, don't you?!

Wen Laosi's three companions secretly slandered, but they still didn't dare to slack off, and they all drew their weapons and slashed at Chen Heng.

By this time, they had already seen that Chen Heng was not as weak as he seemed on the surface, and he could slap Wen Laosi of the Eighth Heaven of the Acquired Body Realm away, and he didn't even give him a chance to resist, this cultivation was enough to shock them.

But in any case, their companions were beaten, and they certainly could not sit idly by.

Although Wen Laosi dictates to them all day long, like a boss, after all, he is still a companion, and when facing outsiders, he always has to be united.

These three people have different weapons, one makes a sword, one makes a sword, and the other is a double hammer.

However, this is only for those ordinary people, is Chen Heng an ordinary person? That is a character who has stepped into the innate secret realm with one foot, and even Long Xiangyu, who has good strength, can fight for both defeats!

"Bang bang bang!!"

It's just the blink of an eye, and the three people who rushed up with a shout didn't have time to pounce in front of Chen Heng, let alone see Chen Heng make any movements, their chests were as if they had been hit by a giant hammer, and they each let out a scream, and then flew out at a faster speed than when they came.

There were three more muffled sounds, and the three people flew out in three directions, each crushing a table, and struggled for a long time without getting up.

Seeing this scene, there was a loud uproar at the scene, and some people shouted demon magic, and then many people were already frightened and ran into the distance.

"Innate...... Innate powerhouse?!"

Wen Laosi was also shocked, but he was not like those civilians, so he could naturally see that Chen Heng was not using a demon method, but a real power that belonged to the **.

However, he had never seen anyone with such strength, let alone this kind of aura suppression that made people completely unable to fight back.

Except for the innate powerhouse, he really couldn't think of any other strength that was so strong.

But as far as he knew, even those known innate powerhouses didn't seem to be that powerful.

Wen Laosi's words caused a big uproar among the people around him, the innate strong, not to mention these ordinary civilians, even those hunter groups who mix on the knife all day long, are also rarely seen.

For them, the innate strong is a legend, that is, an existence close to a god.

Who would have thought that in this small Qingyang Town, a small restaurant, a teenager who silently eats meals cooked by civilians, would be such a character?

Although Chen Heng was not an innate powerhouse, he didn't mean to explain, he just shrugged his shoulders and walked towards Wen Laosi step by step.