Chen Yuan's arrival suddenly made Whispering Village riot in an instant.

The first to bear the brunt was not Mu Chengxue, but the group of old diehards sitting outside the mansion.

"What a Chen Yuan, who wants to swallow my whispering foundation, and dares to come in person. How can the old man and others allow you to be presumptuous. Mu Buzhou was the first to rush up, roaring angrily, leading a group of white-haired old men and women to rush towards the village gate.

In the owner's mansion, Mu Chengxue and Mu Lanfang glanced at each other, and they were a little surprised by each other.

"Why did he come all of a sudden?" asked Mu Lanfang.

"I'm afraid I'm going to make up my mind to whisper. Mu Chengxue let out a long breath, and replied with a hint of joy in her eyes.

"Do we want to cooperate with him?" Mu Lanfang asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

"He is the master of the future castle, it depends on his means. Mu Chengxue shook her head and said. "If you can't convince the public, you can't talk about it. ”

"But let's go out first, the third uncle's temperament is too impulsive, we still have to restrain it. ”

"Hmm!"

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Whispering outside the village, the willows fluttered.

Chen Yuan is alone, standing with his hands in his hands, stepping on the earth, and the sky above his head, but the tree is high, but it gives people the majestic momentum of standing up to the sky and the earth.

Among the whispering villages, there are not a few people who hear his name gushing out.

For this young owner, they have long been familiar with it.

At the beginning, he was a peerless villain who did all kinds of gossip and bad things.

And slowly the fame of the fire altar, the water curtain cloud cave, and the scholarly sword tower in the mountain mausoleum spread, and the territory of this peerless villain is also known as the place that all monks yearn for.

So, when he came in person.

Many people wanted to see him in style.

Let's see if he is as fierce and vicious as rumored, and he is three feet tall. The arm has four hands.

However, after seeing Chen Yuan, most people were a little disappointed.

One mouth and one nose. Two ears and two eyes. It's no different from a normal person.

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"Is he Chen Yuan? Why doesn't he look good?"

"But it's quite impressive. ”

"Our owner actually likes such people. ”

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The discussion was loud and fell into Chen Yuan's ears. They all just chuckled.

But after a while, an irritable angry shout came out of the air: "I whisper that Zhuang doesn't welcome you, hurry up and get out of me." ”

The sound was rolling, like muffled thunder, and then a group of white-haired old men and women rushed out of the village, separated the crowd, and came to Chen Yuan.

First of all, it is an old man. In the middle stage of Qi refining, he is eight feet tall, and although his head is full of white silk, he has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he is very powerful. He was carrying a ghost gate broadsword, which was bloody, and it was obviously a weapon that killed many living beings.

The old man's eyes were fierce and aimed at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan looked at the old men and asked lightly: "Chen Yuan came politely. Talking about future events, I don't know why you are stopping it?"

"It's very simple, Whispering Village won't join your little valley, or will accept your wishful thinking. Go back to your valley and be a good man!" replied Mu Buzhou.

Chen Yuan smiled faintly and said, "I don't know what the old gentleman means by saying this?"

"I am Mu Chengxue's third uncle, this whispering village is our four Mu brothers who worked hard, I said I don't agree. I just don't agree, if I say more. Hugh blames me for being unkind. After Mu Buzhou finished speaking, he stepped forward, and the flames rose all over his body. The ghost head knife in his hand was also attached to the flames, forcing Chen Yuan.

"I'm here, so naturally I can't just leave. Mu Sanbo actually intended to learn, and Chen Yuan should accompany him. Chen Yuan replied.

Mu Buzhou was furious, and the big knife danced instantly, slashing towards Chen Yuan.

"Look at the knife. ”

The knife was narrowly fired, swept in the face, and felt hot.

Chen Yuan's footsteps retreated, and Mu Buzhou's eyes showed contempt. The big knife was forced again, but at this time, Chen Yuan grabbed it with one hand.

"If you dare to take my flaming knife with your bare hands, I will destroy your hoof. ”

Mu Buzhou said wildly, but when Chen Yuan's right hand was stretched out, it had quickly changed to silver, and countless silver scales appeared on his hand, which was the silver snake star picking hand.

"Ding!"

The hand and knife are handed over, but it is a battle of gold and iron.

Chen Yuanyin's hand, like the mouth of a python, firmly bites the edge of the big knife, and the yin power of the silver moon suppresses the true qi of the flames.

"Do you want to teach me a lesson?" Chen Yuan clenched the big knife and asked Mu Buzhou lightly.

"You...... You ......" Mu Buzhou's face was red, and he was defeated with one move, this is still the case where Chen Yuan has a spare hand, he is the best name for this person, he can't say it, only angry, the true qi in his body is surging wildly, and the light of flames is coming out of his body.

"Old man, don't be so angry. Chen Yuan shook his head slightly, and the silver snake skillfully penetrated from the blade, instantly invading his body and instantly locking its main meridians.

In an instant, Mu Buzhou's true qi stagnated, and the anger in his body dissipated instantly.

"What did you do to me?" Mu Buzhou cried out in panic.

"Extinguish the fire!" replied Chen Yuan.

"You, boy, I'm fighting with you. Mu Buzhou was so angry that he forcibly performed the exercise regardless of the blockage of the meridians, but his true qi did not break through the blockade, but instead shocked his inner mansion, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Unable to hold the knife in his hand any longer, he staggered back and fell to the ground.

"Third Elder!" A group of old men and women in the back instantly rushed to care.

"Okay, you Chen Yuan, you bullied the door, and you dare to hurt my Zhuangzhong elder, don't want to leave today, the demon hunting team, the guards of the village, take down this person for me." Mu Buzhou's wife roared angrily, but whispered that the members of the village hesitated slightly.

However, the elders were beaten and vomited blood, and some people also did not feel good in their hearts.

"Master Chen, Meng Wei has learned. "Whispering the captain of the Zhuang Demon Hunting Team, Meng Wei, who had a relationship with Chen Yuan in the Poison Swamp, walked out.

"Meng Wei, why are you alone, bring me all the demon hunting teams. When the old woman saw that Meng Wei was alone, she immediately shouted angrily.

"The demon hunting team and the guards of the village all belong to the owner. Elder Zhang, you don't have the authority to command us. Meng Wei replied lightly, and then said to the other old men: "Elders, all stand away! If I win this battle, the owner of the village does not need to talk about the merger again, and if I lose, the owner of the village will naturally receive you. Is it possible?"

"Yes. Chen Yuan nodded and replied.

He knew that it was not only these old men who were embarrassed by themselves now, but also Mu Chengxue.

Outside the whispering village, the eyes of all the members of the whispering village.

Chen Yuan fought against the first person under the owner of Whispering Village, this battle is definitely the most watchable competition in Whispering Village in recent years, outside the village, it has been surrounded by monks.

The white-haired old men finally retreated and gave way for the two to fight.

"Please!" Chen Yuan and Meng Wei said to each other.

Meng had seen the power of Chen Yuanyin's snake hand, and he also knew that he was protecting himself in formation, so he naturally took the lead, although it was Mu Chengxue who secretly called him out, but Mu Chengxue also reminded him to do his best. He knew very well that this battle was a battle for the future of Whispering Zhuang, so he also did his best.

Meng Wei is also a sword, and the flying sword in his hand is second-level. A sword was slashed out, and the sword light was cold.

Chen Yuan's silver snake hand walked the way of Changsheng fist, blocking the sword might.

However, compared to the ease with which he received the Ghost Head Knife, the power of Meng Wei's flying sword made his arm feel a slight tingling, and under the silver scales, a trace of blood was revealed.

"You can't fight hard. Chen Yuan immediately understood in his heart, but Meng Wei was a rush to win, one sword was faster than another, and it was too late for him to change his moves. (To be continued......)