Huaxian

Chapter 137 Liu Chen's First Name!
As Jian Shiyi waved his hand, the sword energy roared, and PHS was directly blasted away.

"Don't insult me ​​Senior Brother Liu!"

At this moment, Qian Duoduo rushed out with a roar.

Qian Duoduo is a different kind of person in the sect. He doesn't like to practice, but only likes to make money. Liu Chen's appearance makes his dream closer to reality, and makes his life brighter.

Now Qian Duoduo's net worth is even richer than some Xuanzi's. All of this is because of Liu Chen. Liu Chen and him are not just an employment relationship. He has long regarded Liu Chen as his boss and his belief in making money.

Others can insult him, but Liu Chen can't!

"Haha, I didn't expect a bunch of trash to get tough! How many of you come here today, and I'll hit a few!"

Jian Shiyi laughed loudly and slapped out with a palm, Qian Duoduo was also blown away.

"Let's see, who else among you, who else dares to fight this young master because of a so-called trash brother!"

Jian Shiyi laughed loudly. From his point of view, the few people in front of him were disabled by him, and the others must not dare to step forward. Since he stood up today, he must make the disciples of Daoyangzong completely surrender. True color.

"I fought with you!"

"How dare you insult my boss!"

"kill!"

……

The tens of thousands of white-clothed troops have red eyes.

Most of them were oppressed low-level disciples, who had been tempered for a long time and had no blood. It was Xuanzi's words, and Liu Chen's words, gave them hope of cultivation, and gave them enough dignity.

Now, although they were afraid of the Seven Swords Schools in their hearts, they could no longer bear Liu Chen's humiliation.

"Oh? Another one, come on, how much come, how much I hit!"

"You, are you crazy? I don't want to hold back!"

"You guys are crazy, I'm going to kill someone, I'll give you all back!"

"Everyone, help me!"

Sword Eleven could have dealt with it easily, but one person, two people, ten people...

When dozens, hundreds, and thousands of people rushed forward together, even though they were all low-level cultivators, Jian Shiyi was no longer an opponent, and he was extremely shocked.

Because at this moment, he couldn't see the slightest fear in the eyes of these formerly weak cultivators, but it was a monstrous anger.

Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, and Jian Shiyi broke the bottom line in the hearts of tens of thousands of people.

The bottom line is Liu Chen.

The four cultivators who helped were directly swallowed up by an army of tens of thousands.

"Bastard, Fellow Daoist Fa, is your Daoyang sect always bullying the few with the more?"

At this moment, the old man on the left arm was extremely angry and roared.

"Fellow Daoist Zuo, you have to make it clear that the disciples of my sect are just worshiping the dead of our sect. Death is the most important thing. Your sect disciples refused to allow you to worship, and you shot and wounded my sect disciples first to provoke you. So what happened to the sect disciples fighting back now?"

Pharaoh sneered.

The old man with the left arm was dumbfounded for a while: "You..."

"What's wrong with me? This is not a ring competition, nor a sect sparring. There are not so many rules. You took the initiative to provoke tens of thousands of low-level disciples of my sect. Who is to blame for your own death?"

Pharaoh sneered again, looked at the old man on the left arm and said coldly: "Old man Zuo, my sect disciples will not kill people in their own way, but this is a matter between juniors. If you participate, don't blame the old man It's ruthless!"

"Big brother..."

The old man with the right arm grabbed the old man with the left arm.

"Okay, Pharaoh, you are cruel..."

The old man on the left arm was even more annoyed.

"It's okay, although you can't do anything, but your sect disciples can come forward to help!"

Pharaoh laughed again.

The face of the old man on the left arm turned green. These tens of thousands of people are dying at the moment, not to mention the practitioners in the Qi refining period. A cultivator in the foundation building period can be consumed by 1 Qi refining period practitioners. Right now, there are countless Thousands of people!

Behind the left-armed old man, Jian Yi, Jian Er, Jian San and others all had extremely ugly faces.

The many cultivators of the Pill Immortal Sect were all terrified. If they had stepped forward and shouted just now, they would probably be beaten by the group at this moment.

They looked at the tens of thousands of disciples in front of them, and each of them was deeply moved. What kind of person is this Liu Chen?

Soon, the battle was over. The five people, including Jian Shiyi, all had broken limbs and fell to the ground. If the sect could not kill people, they would have lost their breath.

"A bunch of bastards, what can the Seven Swordsmen do? No matter who insults me, Brother Liu, I will fight with you!"

Xiao Lingtong's injury was relatively minor, and he raised his foot and kicked each of the five people's heads hard, roaring.

The tens of thousands of low-ranking disciples in the rear were all excited.

They didn't dare to imagine that they had beaten the Tianjiao of the Seven Sword Sects. This feeling was like an ordinary person beating up a high-ranking official.

It turns out that the so-called great sect is not as scary as imagined.

And all of this, the only reason for everyone to unite is Liu Chen, a person who has died in everyone's hearts.

"Worship, Senior Brother Liu!"

At this moment, Zhang Ji took the elixir, limped to the front with a bruised nose and swollen face, took out a bowl of wine in his hand, and turned towards the sky with a solemn face.

Behind him, everyone picked up their wine bowls and looked towards the sky, their eyes full of respect.

The two schools of cultivators blocked their view of the sky.

"Let!"

Zhang Ji spoke.

The expressions of the cultivators of the two sects changed.

"Let! Let! Let!"

"Let! Let! Let!"

……

Everyone roared in unison, the sound was loud.

"This worship, of course, cannot be stopped!"

The anger on the face of the left-armed old man subsided, but the anger in his eyes was even stronger, and with a faint word, the practitioners of the Seven Sword Sects leaned aside.

On the other side, the red-bearded old man spoke, and the cultivator of Danxianzong also leaned to the other side.

"kneel!"

Zhang Ji spoke.

"boom!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of cultivators kneeled together, and the earth shook.

"First salute!"

"Second goodbye!"

"Third salute!"

Tens of thousands of people worship towards the sky together, this scene is absolutely shocking.

"Senior brother Liu, go all the way!"

Zhang Ji opened his mouth and drank the bowl of wine in his hand.

Everyone, at this moment, also drank the water in the wine bowls in their hands.

After the worship was over, tens of thousands of cultivators returned to the sect, and the gate was finally opened.

Seeing the five crippled Seventh Sword Sect cultivators in front of him, the old man on the left arm was extremely annoyed, but he knew that now was not the time to erupt. No matter how powerful he was, the Seventh Sword Sect was now on his territory after all.

"Fellow Daoist Zuo, fellow Daoist Fire please!"

Pharaoh spoke, and the crowd followed directly.

Everyone passed by the Qunfeng Dojo, and clearly saw a stone tablet standing in front of the dojo:
"The place where Liu Chen, the pride of a generation, rises!"

Seeing this scene, Jian San couldn't help but said: "Liu Chen? Why haven't I heard of this person, but only Murong Bai in Dao Yangzong is worthy of the word Tianjiao!"

"Liu Chen is the Senior Brother Liu that all the low-ranking disciples said just now!"

The pharaoh said lightly.

Jian San's face immediately changed, and he didn't dare to speak again. The tens of thousands of disciples are not scary, but Liu Chen is a taboo in their hearts, and he doesn't want to provoke these lunatics.

But then he thought about it, as long as he didn't insult Liu Chen, he would be fine, so he immediately said, "I don't know how many tricks this Liu Chen has, but in terms of Tianjiao, it is indeed a bit overestimated!"

And at this moment, an old man in black who was cleaning with a broom on the Dojo of the Peaks raised his head and said lightly: "Young man, how far have you refined your innate spiritual energy?"

When Jian San heard this, he directly said proudly: "I, Jian San, refined the innate aura, and my cultivation reached the peak of the third layer of the Qi refining period!"

"Liu Chen refined the innate aura, and his cultivation reached the fifth level of the Qi refining stage! You are not as good as him!"

Hei Lao said a few words.

What?Fifth floor?

Three swords face drastic change...

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Among the younger generation of cultivators in the Chu Kingdom, only Jian Lingchen, the son of the Seventh Sword Sect, could refine the innate spiritual energy to reach the fifth level of the Qi refining stage, and even Murong Bai couldn't do it.

Could it be that Liu Chen is the sky...

The faces of the people changed greatly.

"He is only a broken spirit root, but with such aptitude, he became the No. 1 rookie fighter. He even defeated a fifth-level practitioner in the Qi refining period after only seven days of cultivation!"

Hei Lao's words fell, and he continued to sweep the floor.

When the cultivators of the two sects heard this, their hearts were shocked. How could the Remnant Spirit Root have such aptitude, and even become the first in the rookie fight? This...

Pharaoh said nothing, and led the crowd to move on.

Then everyone passed the mission hall again, and saw the stone tablet again:
"Where Liu Chen shines with unparalleled resourcefulness."

It's Liu Chen again...

The practitioners of Sword Seven Sect and Danxian Sect have changes in their eyes.

Is this Liu Chen not only talented, but also resourceful?
"Among the young cultivators of Daoyang Sect, I have never heard of anyone who is too strong in terms of resourcefulness."

When Jian Er opened his mouth, he was suppressed by the flames of this dead man many times, and he felt displeased. At this moment, there was a look of arrogance in his eyes.

"Young man, don't speak too loudly. Can you complete this task?"

In the mission hall, Ma Lao's voice came out, and mission cards flew out one by one.

Jian Er grabbed it, glanced at the task on the task card, and immediately said with disdain: "Why not this task?"

"If you can complete it, you can destroy this monument!"

Ma Lao's voice came.

(End of this chapter)