"What's going on with this evil spirit?"

Suddenly, Wang Yue's hairs stood on end, and his instinctive sense of rejection once again surfaced in his heart.

Not only that, maybe the opponent this time was too strong, and the evil qi in Ning Chuhan's body was correspondingly more unscrupulous, giving Wang Yue a more weird and demonic feeling than before.

In a trance, there seemed to be a mountain of corpses in front of Wang Yue, and under the corpses, rivers of blood flowed. At the top of the corpse mountain, Ning Chuhan was sitting alone, his eyes as crazy as the devil and as red as blood.

This is not just Wang Yue's illusion, Ning Chuhan, who is in the battle situation at the moment, has become more eerie and weird with his sword moves, and his eyes are even more red unconsciously, hideous and bloodthirsty, like a beast!

"It's just a hidden disciple, and there were dozens of them hanging in a row in our quadruple courtyard before!"

"That's it, Ning Chuhan works harder, just a little bit, you can knock the opponent down!"

On the side, Xia Zhizhou and Hong Zhan cheered for Ning Chuhan with their fists, and they didn't notice Ning Chuhan's abnormality at all.

"Who is this? Why don't I remember when such a genius came out of my outer door!"

"He is the son of the Sword Pavilion Master of the Western Regions in the previous generation, and he should be a late bloomer, so he has only come to prominence!"

There were hundreds of outer disciples watching the competition downstairs, but these people, like Xia Zhizhou and the others, were only surprised by Ning Chuhan's outstanding performance, and they also failed to discover Ning Chuhan's vision.

Not everyone has cultivated the Buddhist Sect and can be extremely sensitive to the evil aura, and not everyone has a divine sense as strong as Wang Yue, and can have a comprehensive insight into the battle situation without missing a single bit.

"I really can't imagine that the little cub that was missing from the Western Regions Sword Pavilion back then has actually grown to such a point today. If your dead parents knew about it, they would be gratified, right?"

The hidden disciple opposite Ning Chuhan let out a sneer, and the movements in his hands became faster for a while.

But in the restaurant, Wang Yue's face changed suddenly: "Not good!"

The next moment, Ning Chuhan, who was insulted to his parents, suddenly raised his head to the sky, let out an angry howl that was not like a human voice, the pupils of his eyes suddenly turned from red to black, and the endless demons were refracted in the darkness, and the momentum on his body soared at the same time.

In just an instant, Ning Chuhan's strength more than doubled!

"This, how is this possible?"

The hidden disciple opposite Ning Chuhan looked flustered, and then instinctively chose to retreat quickly.

However, Ning Chuhan's pursuit speed was faster than him.

The next moment, long before this hidden world disciple could react, the sharp sword in Ning Chuhan's hand was several times faster than before, emitting bursts of gray demonic qi and thrusting into the middle of the hidden world disciple's chest.

The speed of this sword was already far beyond the reaction limit of the Martial Dao Sevenfold Cultivator, even if Wang Yue personally went on the field and dodged with the Eighteen Falling Techniques that comprehended the true meaning of the Martial Dao, he could only barely dodge, let alone this hidden disciple.

Therefore, the hidden disciples who were trapped in the battle circle were already desperate, and they could only watch as the sword in Ning Chuhan's hand was slowly inserted into the heart of his chest, and he couldn't struggle for half a minute.

After a sword, there will be no more such person in this world!

Syllable!

But at this moment, a cold wind blew, and as soon as the sharp sword in Ning Chuhan's hand cut into the clothes of this outrageous hidden disciple, it suddenly deflected, came out of his hand, and stuck it upside down on the wall beside him, making a few unwilling soft sounds.

Syllable!

At the same time, a wooden chopstick under Ning Chuhan's feet landed gently, making an almost inaudible light sound.

"Enough. ”

Wang Yue stood by the window, shook his head lightly at Ning Chuhan, and then walked back to the table without saying a word, drinking alone......

"This is, a pair of chopsticks ?......"

It was only at this moment that the disciples who were watching the battle realized that it was a gust of cold wind that had just made the sword in Ning Chuhan's hand come out, and it was clearly a wooden chopstick thrown by Wang Yue!

"It's so dangerous, it's just a little bit, I'm dead!"

Opposite Ning Chuhan, the immortal disciple of the hidden world had already been shocked into a cold sweat, the sweat on his forehead was dripping down, and he subconsciously stretched out his sleeves to wipe it, but he couldn't wipe it at all, and the more he wiped, the more he wiped.

This hidden world disciple never imagined that Ning Chuhan's strength would improve so quickly, and with a blow of anger, he even had the possibility of killing himself.

But what shocked him even more was the chopsticks that Wang Yue threw at the last moment.

If you want to save people under Ning Chuhan's killer sword, Wang Yue's chopstick-throwing position must not only be accurate, but also the speed of the last strike must be faster, and it must be faster than Ning Chuhan's sword.

In this competition, although only Ning Chuhan played alone, Wang Yue's strength was also indirectly shown in front of everyone.

"The outer door is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, I lost, I am convinced......"

In the blink of an eye, the last hidden disciple was also defeated by Ning Chuhan, and he hobbled away covering the shallow wound on his chest.

"Let's go!-"

Upstairs, Prince Xia Weiming and Xia Zhiyang glanced at each other, and they both saw difficulties in each other's eyes

Disguised fear. Then, the two of them didn't even care about the attendants who were lying on the ground behind them, and fled directly from Yuelai Restaurant in embarrassment.

Syllable!

At the same time, hearing only a soft sound, Ning Chuhan jumped and jumped directly from the open floor-to-ceiling window back into the box on the fifth floor.

"I really can't imagine that you have a good hand, Ning Chuhan!"

Xia Zhizhou laughed, walked in front of Ning Chuhan from the window, and then clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it in front of Ning Chuhan's chest, without noticing the slightly embarrassing atmosphere in the box.

"That, Ning Chuhan, you also know that unless there are special circumstances, the punishment methods of the Seven Shaking Sect for killing fellow sects have always been very severe. Wang Yue is doing this for your own good!" Hong Zhan smiled awkwardly and mediated between Ning Chuhan and Wang Yue.

"Thank you!"

To Hong Zhan's surprise, the next moment, Ning Chuhan actually walked up to Wang Yue, raised his wine glass, and took the initiative to nod to Wang Yue.

"You're welcome!" Wang Yue also raised his glass and exchanged glances with Ning Chuhan.

At this moment, Ning Chuhan's eyes finally returned to their clearness, and they were no longer as scarlet or evil as before.

In addition, Wang Yue knew the reason why Ning Chuhan thanked him.

That kind of demonic power, although it can greatly improve Ning Chuhan's combat effectiveness, can also make Ning Chuhan lose consciousness, fall into darkness, and become a walking corpse that only knows how to kill.

Just now, if it weren't for Wang Yue's chopsticks thrown in time, Ning Chuhan would definitely sink deeper in this state, and it was not impossible to even lose his mind and potential as a result.

"What kind of dumb riddle are you playing, why can't I understand?"

The next moment, Xia Zhizhou, who was the least observant, suddenly stepped in and livened up the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Nothing. Wang Yue or Ning Chuhan looked away in unison, and the exchange was immediately suspended.

"It's best if there's nothing! This meal is also over, let's go to my Daxia auction house next!"

Xia Zhizhou hugged Wang Yue and Ning Chuhan's shoulders affectionately, and greeted Hong Zhan, who had been sighing beside him, and the four of them had their own thoughts, and walked downstairs together with scattered steps.

Chirping!

After a long time, when Wang Yue and the others walked away, the bread box slowly opened, and several beautiful women walked out.

The appearance of the woman at the head is even more captivating, and although the other women have good faces, they are still dwarfed and eclipsed under the reflection of this woman, like the difference between wildflowers and peonies, and there is no comparison at all.

"That young man is the son of the last generation of Sword Pavilion Pavilion Masters?"

Slowly, the leading woman lightly opened her lips, and her voice was indescribably crisp, like the sound of flowers blooming, fresh and elegant, making people unconsciously want to indulge in it.

In the woman's arms, a cat demon is lazily stretching her waist and coquettishly at her owner.

"What, sister, you have a crush on him?"

A clever and eccentric girl flashed behind the woman, if Wang Yue and the others were still present, they would definitely be able to recognize this person, it was the unruly girl who was hung on the trellis by Wang Yue himself before to give a message to the saint!

The girl smiled mischievously: "Actually, my sister's vision is also quite good, although Ning Chuhan, this kid is down, but after all, he is from a famous family, and he has a lot of hard work, and you are with your sister, it is quite a good match!"

When the other girls around the woman heard this, they immediately covered their mouths and let out a few good-natured laughs.

"As far as you know, dare to talk more, see if I don't tear your little mouth apart!"

The woman raised her eyebrows and was angry, but her voice was still extremely gentle, and there was no lethality at all.

"Giggles, did I say something wrong? Ning Chuhan is indeed a good match for his sister. Besides, when he sent his sister's cat demon in just now, his eyes were straight when he looked at his sister, and the hero saved the beauty in this scene just now, wasn't it for his sister?"

The girl giggled, and her mouth was open, not at all like the other maids who had a heartfelt awe for the woman.

"You, you little girl, you really dare to say anything. No wonder I was hung in the yard for a few days, I deserved it!"

The woman blushed for a long time, and then she quipped and shot back.

"Hmph, sister, you're embarrassed to say that the bad guy was in the box opposite just now, and you didn't get angry for me!" When the girl heard this, she immediately hated the root of her teeth, and Wang Yue's face suddenly appeared in her mind.

The woman shook her head slightly: "You have a mother who is transcendent in the Seven Shaking Sect, and you have an elder brother who protects your shortcomings, I'm afraid it won't be my turn to do it, right?"

When the girl heard this, her face immediately turned red: "My brother's bastard said that Wang Yue's strength is not in the top ten of the Inner Gate Aoki List, so he is not worthy of his action." You say that you can't be angry to have such a brother? My sister has been bullied, and she is still putting up a fight there!"

"Then it's your fault, who told you to pretend to be my maid, speak disrespectfully, and take the initiative to provoke others? Since you have a request for others, don't be so arrogant, and say that your brother is putting on a fight, don't you also can't let go of your body......"

As they spoke, the group of women had already walked out of the restaurant with each other in their arms, laughing and walking away.

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