Chapter 139

"Luo Chuan! Did you hear that? My brother Chen spared your life, but you must be my horse servant!" the girl shouted coldly, "as my horse servant, you can get five green spirit stones a month. If you do well, I will get rewards... Much better than you in the sect."

While talking, several healthy servants behind him came out, one of them holding a collar and staring at Luo Chuan.

"Have your big head dream." Luo Chuan said.

Xin'er was stunned, and a killing opportunity flashed in her eyes: "brother Chen, he scolded me! He scolded Xin'er for his big head!"

Chen Luo's eyes became cold and slowly took out his hand.

The childe behind him also changed his face.

"Something that doesn't know what to do."

"Does he think that a disciple of the empty mountain world can save him?"

"Don't mention the empty mountain boundary. Even if it's Nanyou sect and Tianhua palace, you have to be honest to me when you come to Tianqi capital."

"Ha ha, if you offend brother Chen, it's hard for this boy to die."

Not far away, the monitoring monks opened their eyes and shouted.

"Young master, the thief spoke wildly in the transmission Taoist school long ago. He doesn't pay attention to you young masters at all."

"All the young people are from the Chen family! The boy didn't pay attention to the Chen family when he committed the murder!"

"The boy has six carts of stolen money with him. I wanted to give it to you! You have to decide for us!"

"Shut up! A bunch of useless waste!" the old man among the slaves drank coldly, glanced coldly at a group of monitoring friars, and suddenly no one dared to speak again.

"Young master Jin Gui, let the old slave come."

"Go, be neat." Chen Luo said faintly. He didn't look at Luo Chuan and looked at the girl again.

The girl smiled brightly and snuggled up to Chen Luo. Her cold eyes shot at Luo Chuan. Her beautiful eyes were full of killing opportunities.

A group of young ladies laughed and scolded, and their thoughts soon disappeared from Luo Chuan.

In the great Xia Dynasty, immortals were powerful and subdued far and near. And they are all nobles of the king and sun of the Apocalypse capital. They are distinguished and have high cultivation. They don't pay attention to the foreign immortal family friars. Such things have happened so much that they have long lost interest.

At noon, the sun finally crossed the towering and broad city wall and fell on the wilderness.

The long wind blew, and the cloth robe flew over.

Luo Chuan took a deep breath and looked at the old man coming towards him. In the fist at the bottom of his sleeve, the breath of the fist had condensed into a little, and the meaning of the fist was generated and hidden.

In the blink of an eye, the old man appeared in front of him, holding the power of heaven and earth with his big hand, and grabbed at Luochuan.

Luo Chuan's body twisted and his Qi and blood surged wildly. At this moment, the physical power of the virtual pill period completely burst out. In the house of Huangting, the virtual Dan rotates rapidly, and the Dan mans flow into the heart of Luochuan fist.

Buzz!

Ten miles of long grass wilderness, ten thousand grass churning, like the waves of the sea, sending out bursts of roaring, which was blocked by the wall of the distant mountain boundary. For a time, the echo was like thunder and roaring.

The gas wave condenses in the heart of Luochuan fist and diffuses infinitely.

This fist is the same as Luo Chuan's magic cultivation during the period of killing Xudan in Hongshan swamp, but it is more condensed and has reached the artistic conception of entering the house.

Fists and claws hit each other, and there was another loud noise!

The air between the two people was shattered in an instant, and a crack appeared in the black void. The strong spirit dashed and set off the clothes and robes of the children and ladies of the Apocalypse capital. The Jiaoma neighed and panicked.

The old man was surprised and motionless. Opposite him, Luo Chuan flew out upside down and barely stood still 20 steps away.

The wild forest in the wilderness was silent, and only the neighing of Jiaoma came and went one after another.

Chen Luo and the girl stopped flirting, and all the childe brothers turned their eyes to Luo Chuan, looking surprised and uncertain.

"Is that... Boxing?" Xin'er murmured.

"Yes, it's the meaning of momentum!"

"This son has mastered the meaning of momentum. The rumor is true. This son is really a genius."

"Such a person is definitely a disaster. He can't be kept."

Gradually, the childe brothers of Apocalypse capital showed jealousy on their faces and rolled in their eyes.

"You stupid slave! You can't catch the fourth rank of real Dan, even the first rank of real Dan." Chen Luo sneered, "I'll give you another chance. Kill this man!"

"I'll obey." the old man flashed a color of shame on his face, stared at Luo Chuan and approached slowly.

Luo Chuan stood upright in front of the Taoist temple, his face slightly pale. The right fist hidden in the robe sleeve cracked a wound and blood flowed. In the Yellow court and on the Lingtai, two empty pills rotate rapidly, drawing Qi and blood and repairing Luochuan's viscera.

In the transmitting Taoist school, he can surpass the level to defeat the second-order condensation period of Zhendan. He wins by relying on the toughness of the flesh and close combat. And just killing the four sides with one enemy is based on the secret territory and skills of Tianmen.

However, in the face of the elderly, Luo Chuan failed to take advantage. Even so, Luo Chuan still had no fear in his heart. On the contrary, he had a strong sense of war in his heart.

The other party is three levels higher than him. Zhendan is a master of level 4. In this case, Luo Chuan can still save his life, which shows that his Tao can indeed resist the authority of the realm!

At this time, the young friars who came here whispered and looked at Luo Chuan's standing back with pure sympathy.

"I met a peerless genius who understood the meaning of boxing."

"It's a pity that the local tyrants have enough strength to enter the top 20 of the green immortals list!"

"What's the use of the first twenty? Unless you have a strong background, even if you are a peerless genius, you have to bow to those childe brothers! Alas!"

"Even so, today's war is enough to make him famous."

"I think the local tyrant is not simple. Maybe there will be a turn for the better." the friar of Yuexing sect suddenly said.

"Save it. Do you know who those people are? The childe of Sanpin Chen's family, the lady of Sanpin Wang's family, and the others are all the children of Sanpin and sippin's family. Even if they are placed in the Apocalypse capital, they are frightening to death!"

Another slightly older monk sighed: "the Apocalypse forces are intertwined in the capital. Any Sanpin aristocratic family has a terrible deep heritage. The Sanpin Chen family, whose ancestors returned to the virtual environment for cultivation, is also the master of the family who turns the baby into a fourth level. Don't kneel when you see the emperor. Can local tyrants afford to provoke such aristocratic families?"

The monk of Yuexing sect was shocked. He looked at the fourth level old man of Zhendan who was approaching step by step, and looked at Luo Chuan. He couldn't help sighing.

Just then, a dark wind rolled in from a distance.

In the overcast wind, sand and stones are flying, and yellow smoke is rolling. In the twinkling of an eye, it is approaching.

In the smoke and dust, banners were high and written in two lines.

Bamen governor's house!

Ren!

"Stop!" a clear voice came from the smoke.

Chen Luo looked at the flag, frowned and said coldly, "do it!"

The old man no longer hesitated. His arm crossed the residual shadow and the copper sword was in his hand. It turned into a streamer and flew to Luochuan.

Luo Chuan looked up and felt the glory between heaven and earth. At this moment, it was all collected into the copper sword. The copper sword came like a collapsed miefeng.

With a sudden breath, Luo Chuan was about to pull out TIANRI long knife when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was a big man more than three feet tall, wearing an emerald mask and holding a long knife. The long Sabre was lifted from bottom to top, and the heavy overlapping sabres sprang up everywhere, threatening the mountain splitting trend and cutting into the half empty copper sword.

The sword light dissipated like fireworks. The old man took a copper sword and took two steps back. He stared at the green faced man in disbelief.

"Eight powerful men are here! Who dares to move!" the green faced man stood upright and shouted coldly.

The childe of the Chen family picked his eyebrows and turned to look at the young friar who was the head of the five hundred green faced warriors. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "Ren Xian, what do you mean?"

"This man, I'm going to be appointed by the government."

Ren Xian said faintly, turned over and jumped off the Jiaoma, didn't take a more look at Chen Luo, and went straight to Luochuan.

Three steps before Luo Chuan, Ren Xian stopped and looked at Luo Chuan.

At the same time, Luo Chuan is also looking at Ren Zhi.

At the age of twenty-five or six, he has a thin face, few eyes and indifferent bearing. He is not handsome. It is difficult to find it in the crowd. But his whole body was flowing with a "quiet" artistic conception. Standing there, he didn't seem to feel his existence, which made people only feel unfathomable.

"Is He Ren Xian?"

"Who is he?"

"Zhendan ranks third and ranks 12th in the list of green immortals. It is a famous expert among the young generation of tianqijing."

"What's the ranking of that childe Chen just now?"

"It seems to be more than forty."

Ren Xian put away his eyes and said faintly, "Luo Chuan, please welcome to bamen governor's house."

"Eight door governor?"

"Our ancestors stand still."

Ren Zhi? Luo Chuan recalled that one and a half years ago, the leader of the Daxia mission at the banquet of the state of Tang. At that time, Ren Zhi once said that if one day Luochuan arrived at the Apocalypse capital, he could go to the governor's house to find him. Luochuan just took it as a polite word and didn't take it to heart.

"It's Ren Lao." Luo Chuan nodded: "how's Ren Lao recently."

"OK. Let's go with me." Ren Xian's attitude was not salty, but turned and walked away.

The young friars looked at Luo Chuan with different eyes.