Chapter 157

Half a day later, Tang Lichuan walked out of the sphere of influence of villain's stronghold with a happy face. Originally, more useless and less mission contribution was exchanged for more than 3000 spiritual stones. Tang Lichuan naturally couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

The task contribution of the disciples who are promoted to the inner gate is only a role of competitive ranking. The highest score does no good. Whether they are first or eighth, the final result is to become the inner gate disciple.

Tang Lichuan will not miss this opportunity to make a fortune if he can replace the excess with Lingshi.

Finally, Zhou Xiaotian offered the least price and became the one who was eliminated. At this time, he fell at the end of the team dejected and full of depression.

It's a relatively peaceful way to compete by how much money they pay. If they have a bloody battle, people may die.

Of course, Tang Lichuan won't sit back and watch such things happen. The seven people who don't contribute are the stronger and the weaker. Who can bring more benefits to themselves? It's a little useful for Tang Lichuan.

If they beat their heads and broke their blood flow, and finally let Tang Lichuan give them scores, does Tang Lichuan owe them? Why give it for nothing? To score, of course, you have to exchange things!

After leaving villain's stronghold and buying a fast horse in a nearby town, Tang Lichuan and his party returned to Longya town to deliver the task in exchange for the token of the inner disciple.

Outside Longya Town, I saw a group of well-dressed people checking the people in and out one by one, as if they were looking for someone.

"It's you! Get down!"

The three boys in black took the portraits and compared them. When Tang Lichuan passed by, the guy grabbed the reins of Tang Lichuan's horse and shouted loudly.

"Let go!"

Tang Lichuan bowed down and whispered. He glanced at the man. He was only the seventh level of the spirit realm. He dared to stop him. He couldn't help wondering who gave him the courage, even the first level of the yuan martial arts realm!

"You killed my brother! Take your life!"

At this time, one person rushed out like a whirlwind and residual clouds. The palm Qi like wind and rain had hit Tang Lichuan during his speech. The momentum of the comer was three times that of the yuan martial arts realm, and the martial arts moves were also of the top grade of yellow!

Whoa, whoa! A burst of hissing, the horse was instantly blown into a blood mist.

Tang Lichuan's figure fell lightly ten meters away, looked at the man unharmed, and said in a deep voice, "who's your brother? I know him?"

"Don't fucking pretend! Dare you say you didn't kill my brother long Yuehai? Die!"

The man was about twenty-five or six years old. When he said it, Tang Lichuan really felt that this guy was a little similar to long Yuehai, that is, there was a trace of wind and frost between his eyebrows, and there was no childish smell of long Yuehai's face.

"Oh, he! That's right. I killed the man! Just make it clear. I don't have to be polite to you if I don't seek revenge and admit the wrong man!"

As soon as Tang Lichuan said this, the other party felt funny "ha ha".

He stretched out three fingers and shook them. The man said in a deep voice, "I can't kill you within three moves. I poke my eyes!"

"Can you really do it with only three moves? I think you'd better say three thousand moves instead. I don't dare to poke my eyes when I can't get the three moves!" Tang Lichuan smiled and said with a smile.

"This bastard has a big voice. He's just a heavy man in the yuan martial arts, and he dares to challenge young master long! Young master long is a triple expert in the yuan martial arts, and he was a disciple of Xuanlong sect two years ago. It's ridiculous for this guy to dare to say this in front of young master long!"

"Look, long Dashao can't use three moves to deal with him! This kind of fool who thinks he is too high is great. He doesn't know that there are days outside the world and people outside the people!"

The boy in black is naturally not optimistic about Tang Lichuan, because there is a gap between the two sides. People with a clear eye can know at a glance. They don't have to compare to know who wins and who loses.

The hatred between Tang Lichuan and the dragon family is a private hatred. It is difficult for other people of Xuanlong sect to intervene. Even if Tang Lichuan saved their lives, these people know that their strength is limited and dare not stand in front of young master long to help Tang Lichuan.

"Long Tengyun, the elder brother of long Yuehai, did not know how many moves younger martial brother Tang could make in his hands." Lu Fan said in a low voice, looking at the two of them.

"Can't you? Younger martial brother Tang can even kill people in the four levels of Yuan Wu territory. The Dragon clouds are only three levels of Yuan Wu territory. Can't younger martial brother Tang deal with it?"

Other people of Xuanlong sect inevitably have limited horizons. They only judge their strength by the realm. Seeing that Tang Lichuan killed the four masters of the Yuan Wu realm, they thought that Tang Lichuan was enough to crush everyone in the four masters of the Yuan Wu realm.

Lu Fan didn't answer their questions. On the contrary, the black boy of the dragon family heard this and smiled with disapproval: "brag! He can also kill the four people in the yuan and Wu realm? Then I can also kill the people in the Xuanwu realm! An idiot who can't brag is really waste. All together are waste!"

"How dare the little factotum in kailingjing laugh at me? Say another fucking word, I'll tear your mouth now!" Gu Qiang saw that his conversation with his companions was ridiculed by the factotum of the dragon family. He was a little embarrassed, and pointed at the man and shouted.

"Boy, it's up to the master to beat the dog! Do you scold my dragon family at will? If you don't accept it, come down with him! I beat you two alone!"

Long Tengyun swept Gu Qiang coldly and didn't care to let more people from the dual level of yuan and Wu join.

Gu Qiang's face changed slightly. He knew he was not the opponent of the other party. He had to humiliate himself. He immediately lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Bah, it's a master in the yuan martial arts realm! It's not that we long Dashao is too scared to speak! Shut up if you don't have the ability! A bunch of losers!" seeing that Gu Qiang was scolded by their young master, the little boy in black burst into arrogant laughter, including Gu Qiang and Lu Fan!

Pop! A loud slap sounded, and the two front teeth of the boy in black were directly fanned out!

But Tang Lichuan appeared next to the boy in black, slowly retracted his palm and said contemptuously, "people talk, dogs don't bark! It annoys me!"

"It's up to the master to beat a dog! That's what your young master said. He treats you as a dog instead of a person. Understand?"

Tang Lichuan slapped the boy in a trance. When he spoke, he pressed the man's head with one hand and smashed it on the ground. With a loud bang, a layer of blood stained broken soil splashed on the ground.

Looking at the little boy in black kneeling on the ground with his hands holding his head, Tang Lichuan said in a low voice: "people stand and dogs crawl. Since you are a dog, climb for me! If you dare to get up, I will stamp your dog's head!"

With these words, Tang Lichuan looked around. The "dog" in the mouth of young master long seemed not to know the one in front of him.

Other boys in black trembled when they saw Tang Lichuan's eyes. Their feet were afraid and wanted to bend and kneel down!

"Boy, you can master martial arts. Do you think it's great?"

Long Tengyun's face was very ugly. Tang Lichuan dared to teach his men in front of him. He simply pulled his big mouth on his face, and his eyes immediately became cloudy.

"It's amazing. What can you do to me? I let your men kneel down in front of you. What can you do to me? Unconvinced? Move!"

Tang Lichuan said, his figure flashed and came to another little boy in black. With a move of lion's fist, he directly climbed the man at his feet, trembling like a dog begging for mercy.