A restaurant not far away, by the window.

Two middle-aged men in long gowns were drinking.

However, the eyes of the two fell on the place where the crowd gathered below.

"Brother Xu, what do you think of this young man?"

One of the older men in a blue gown took a sip of the wine in his glass and asked with a smile.

But the man sitting opposite him chuckled, "Brother Wu Qian, don't laugh at me, I'm sure it's not my turn to compete with you for such a genius."

Xu Wenwen chuckled and shook his head slightly.

As the city lord of Tai'an City, in fact, this kind of thing has long been commonplace.

Originally, the two of them just watched it as a joke.

A young man who has entered the Taoist realm, facing Li Shoucheng who has lived for hundreds of years and has reached the Taoist realm, has absolutely no chance of fighting back.

But what surprised the two of them was that the young man took the opponent's punch abruptly.

This can't help but make the two of them look at each other with admiration!

You know, looking at the entire Great Desolation Empire, it can be said that there is no one who can forcibly bear the angry blow of a Dao Enlightenment practitioner at the Dao Realm level!

If there are any, they are only those who are born in the rich and powerful families.

Like the children of those families, there are more or less magic weapons for body protection, which can resist the attacks of those who are at the enlightenment level or even higher levels.

However, the two of them clearly saw that the boy below did not use any treasures, but completely relied on physical defense and a defensive technique that neither of them could see through, to block the opponent's attack.

"What you said, if you want it, you can accept it!"

"This kid, if he can grow up, his realm will not be lower than yours, or even higher!"

"Aren't you heartbroken?"

Wu Qian chuckled. In his eyes, Chu Fei was at best a very talented young man.

Moreover, he is already over 24 years old and is no longer suitable for sect training.

In the entire realm, all those who can practice are cultivated from childhood.

Wu Qian even saw with his own eyes a terrifying young man who was born with a spirit body and was even more talented. He successfully stepped into the Dao state at the age of ten, became the Dao cultivator state at the age of 13, and attained the Dao state at the age of 20!

And this young man is the youngest elder of their Qingshan School, only 60 years old, and he is a strong man in the Dao Realm!

When the other party entered the sect, he was already a hundred years old, and he was also a strong man in the Dao realm.

Fifty years have passed now, and the other party has changed from a teenager to an existence on equal footing with him.

"Brother Ang, it's inevitable to be moved."

"However, I think this young man is a bit weird."

"I look at him, it seems that he has not received professional practice guidance, but relying on talent and some understanding, he has reached this point in self-cultivation!"

Xu Wenwen's words aroused Wu Qian's interest.

If this is the case, it may not be certain that this young man can grow up in a short period of time with their guidance.

After all, to be able to cultivate to the Dao state without relying on the guidance of the elders, and to survive the thunder disaster, this alone is enough to prove the other party's talent and strength.

However, he didn't see it.

So, I asked with some doubts: "How did you find out?"

Xu Wen asked with a chuckle, "Brother Wu, it's actually not difficult, from the time he started to fight until he was severely injured by Li Shoucheng, have you noticed that all the moves that kid used were just simple body-training boxing techniques. "

"Succinct, direct, without sloppy, without any superfluous action!"

"But all his moves are full of flaws in front of real masters."

"From this point, it is enough to see that the person who introduced him to practice is just an ordinary martial artist."

Hearing his explanation, Wu Qian first frowned slightly, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, his eyes lit up.

It does!

"This kid..."

"Not bad!"

"I want it!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Qian was about to fly down to rescue Chu Fei.

However, Xu Wenwen stopped him.

"Don't worry!"

"I think this kid still has cards."

"Let's see if Li Shoucheng can force out his cards."

"Even if you don't, with your strength, Brother Ang, is it just a matter of moving your fingers to save him?"

From the battle just now, Xu Wenwen felt that Chu Fei still had a hole card.

As for what hole card it is, he doesn't know.

But he felt that Chu Fei would not die so easily.

at the same time.

On the street below, Li Shoucheng had already stared at Zhao Benyi with a vicious look on his face.

"Captain Zhao!"

"I hope you think about it clearly. Some rules are not rules for us."

"This kid must die!"

Li Shoucheng didn't care too much anymore, and tore off the fig leaf of those so-called big families in front of so many people.

Rules, in the eyes of those big families, are just jokes.

Zhao Benyi was about to explain, but then, as if he had heard some order, his face was full of disbelief.

After a few seconds, he turned his head and glanced at Chu Fei who was standing beside the deep pit, and let out a long sigh.

"Please!"

After the words fell, he turned and left.

This scene made Zhong Li feel ashamed for an instant.

I thought that even if Zhao Benyi knew that Li Shoucheng was going to kill him, he would not let him kill him in front of everyone.

But I never expected that the other party had completely ignored the so-called rules.

Doesn't this mean that Chu Fei is dead?

Li Shoucheng himself was also stunned for several seconds, a little surprised by Zhao Benyi's reaction.

In fact, he didn't intend to kill people in the street.

The reason why he said that was just to vent the anger in his heart.

Because he knew that Chu Fei would still fall into their hands in the end, whether life or death was a matter of their words.

As for the people present, they were also silent.

Everyone knew in their hearts that the so-called rules were made for the weak.

For the strong, big fists are the last word.

Everything else is bullshit.

And Chu Fei looked at Zhao Benyi who was leaving, and suddenly understood.

Now, the only one who can save himself is himself.

"Senior An, can I kill that guy with all my means?"

Chu Fei whispered, and stared at Li Shoucheng coldly.

The other party was looking at him with murderous intent, and was walking towards him step by step.

"There is a chance, but only once!"

"It depends on whether that mysterious finger of yours can save your life."

Hearing An Moli's words, Chu Fei clenched his fists tightly.

Is there a chance?

That's it!

Even if he died, he was not afraid.

Because he still has eight lives.

It's just a pain in the ass, she hasn't been with me for long, and she's about to...

Thinking of this, anger gushed out of Chu Fei's chest.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at Li Shoucheng firmly, "Old man, you will live and die, and I will hold you back even if I die!"

In the next second, Chu Fei mobilized all the aura in his body and gathered it towards his index finger.

And the index finger also seemed to feel Chu Fei's anger, frantically absorbing the aura from him.

Not only that, it is also crazily absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

A huge spiritual vortex appeared above Chu Fei's head...

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