"Give you a chance, abolish your cultivation, and then get out of Linhai, otherwise you will bear the consequences. ”

Chen Xian's face was indifferent, his eyes were calm, he looked at Zhao Rong and said lightly, his tone was unquestionable.

"What did I just hear? You want me to scrap my own deeds and get out of the sea? What a joke. ”

When Zhao Rong heard this, he seemed to suspect that something was wrong with his ears, and he couldn't help but sneer.

Zhao Rong is an elder of the Iron Bone Sect, a master of dark martial arts, with a noble status, no matter where he goes in Taishi, whether he is rich and powerful, or a big man, he has to salute respectfully when he sees him, nodding his head and bowing, not daring to offend.

Chen Xian, such a little kid, actually dared to speak wildly in front of him, let him abandon his cultivation and get out of the sea, he really didn't know how thick the sky was.

"Little rabbit, I'm going to cut off your limbs and sink you into the Lingjiang River, so that your life is worse than death. ”

Zhao Rong's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, he looked at Chen Xian with bad intentions, and said in a calm tone.

"I'm afraid you don't have that ability. ”

When Chen Xian heard this, he was not angry, he smiled slightly.

"Hmph, arrogant little rabbit cub, it seems that you don't die if you don't see the Yellow River, and you don't shed tears if you don't see the coffin, come on, give me this little rabbit cub!"

Zhao Rong's face was hideous, he snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and ordered directly.

"Yes, Elder!"

When the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect heard this, they immediately rushed towards Chen Xian.

"A swarm of ants, for the tiger, damn it. ”

Seeing this, Chen Xian's face turned cold, and he said coldly.

Swish.

Chen Xian's paws tapped the ground, and his body flew out like a sharp arrow off the string.

Chen Xian Mo used the sword god decision, poured the sword yuan power into his feet and hands, and while maintaining a high-speed state of movement, he raised his fists and slammed out towards the Iron Bone Sect disciple.

Bang, bang, bang.

A series of muffled voices rang out.

The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect were like sandbags, all vomiting blood and flying upside down, smashing heavily to the ground.

Chen Xian returned to the same place, his face was not red, he was not panting, as if he was nothing, as if the person who did it just now was not him.

"What?"

Seeing this, Zhao Rong's pupils shrank, and he let out a low snort.

The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect were all beaten to the ground by Chen Xian like autumn wind sweeping away leaves.

This made Zhao Rong feel very shocked in his heart, Chen Xian's strength was beyond his expectations.

Even the people watching around were shocked by Chen Xian's strength, and they didn't expect that even the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect were not the opponents of this young man.

Is the Duan family saved?

This scene rekindled hope in the hearts of the people of the Duan family.

"Hmph, little rabbit cub, no wonder you dare to stand up for Duan Jijun, it turns out that you are also a martial artist. ”

Seeing this, Zhao Rong let out a cold snort, he looked at Chen Xian, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he said in a calm tone.

"Little bunny, I'll make you regret your stupid deeds. ”

Zhao Rong's face was hideous, his eyes were cold, and he sneered, ready to clean up Chen Xian personally.

"Regret? I never have the word regret in my dictionary. ”

Hearing this, Chen Xian smiled indifferently, he shook his head and said.

"Little bunny, you won't think that when I knock you down. ”

Zhao Rong's patience had been exhausted, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with Chen Xian, so he did it directly.

Zhao Rong made a move with all his might, without the slightest mercy, he stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and with a bang, his body was like a cannonball, shooting towards Chen Xian.

"Die!"

Zhao Rong laughed fiercely, he swung his fist and slammed it towards Chen Xian's body.

Zhao Rong used the Iron Bone Sect's famous fist Iron Bone Fist, his fist seemed to turn into a pair of big hammers and picked up, passing through the air, carrying unparalleled strength and momentum, shaking the surrounding space is shaking violently, and the whistling wind is endless, making people feel chilled when they see it.

Seeing this, Chen Xian's face was indifferent, his eyes were calm, and he stood in place, motionless, as if he hadn't seen Zhao Rong's fist.

"It's over, this young man must have been stupid by Zhao Rong, and he couldn't even dodge and counterattack. ”

"I'll just say, how can a milky and undried hairy boy be Zhao Rong's opponent. ”

When the people around saw this scene, they all shook their heads and sighed, the Duan family bet on the wrong treasure.

Seeing that Chen Xian's head was about to be beaten to pieces by Zhao Rong's punch.

Sudden mutation!

Chen Xian's eyes were as black as ink, as if two essences flashed, piercing through the void.

Between this lightning and flint, at the last moment, Chen Xian's right palm slapped out with lightning speed.

Bang!

The fists struck each other, making a sound like thunder, which exploded in everyone's ears.

A wave of qi, forming a rage, swept out in all directions, making people involuntarily retreat.

Poof!

In the next second, Zhao Rong was like a sandbag, directly vomiting blood and flying out.

Bang!

Zhao Rong's body hit the wall not far away, and the whole person was deeply immersed in it, and countless cracks appeared on the surrounding walls, like spider webs, which looked shocking.

Hiss.

In the banquet hall, there was a gasping sound.

The people watching around, looking at the scene in front of them, felt extremely shocked in their hearts.

Zhao Rong was defeated?

Zhao Rong actually lost?

Zhao Rong is really defeated!

This result made everyone's hearts feel unbelievable!

Zhao Rong is an elder of the Iron Bone Sect, a master of dark martial arts, and his strength is so strong that even Duan Jijun, the head of the Duan family, is not an opponent, and he was defeated by Zhao Rong.

But Zhao Rong was actually slapped away by Chen Xian's palm, and he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

It's incredible!

What kind of strength is Chen Xian?

Who exactly is Chen Xian?

Could it be that Chen Xian is a legendary Transformation Realm powerhouse?

But Chen Xian looks so young, even if they say it, no one will believe it!

"You, you ....."

Not far away, Zhao Rong struggled and fell from the wall, and he looked at Chen Xian with a shocked expression.

"Are you a Transformation Realm powerhouse?"

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth were still bloodshot, there was a shocked look in his eyes, and an unbelievable look appeared on his face.

No wonder Chen Xian dared to stand up for the Duan family, no wonder Chen Xian dared not to take the Iron Bone Sect in his eyes.

It turned out that Chen Xian had extreme confidence in his strength.

"You say yes, that's it. ”

When Chen Xian heard this, he smiled indifferently.

In fact, Chen Xian was an immortal cultivator, and he only had a first-level cultivation of qi refining, which was equivalent to the strength of an innate martial arts master powerhouse.

Chen Xian was considered by Zhao Rong to be a powerhouse in the Transformation Realm, and he didn't want to explain too much.

Chen Xian found that the immortal cultivators seemed to be extinct on the earth, and the only ones left were martial artists.

In order to avoid trouble, Chen Xian didn't tell his true identity, so let others misunderstand.

When Zhao Rong heard this, he was even more sure in his heart that Chen Xian was a powerhouse in the Transformation Realm.