Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

"You stole my fan, shouldn't it be right for me to beat you?" Xiao Wandan didn't seem to have a deep understanding of his current situation, raised his chin, and shouted confidently, although Lan Chuya tied him up, but He didn't think the other party dared to really beat him.

Where does this sense of superiority come from?His parents?

Lan Chuya snorted coldly, and hooked her thin and cool lips, as if she was ironic, secretly thinking that she had no brains, and when she got closer, without saying a word, she raised her fist and smashed the little dude without hesitation.

Xiao Wandan immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground, let out a scream, and a cloud of dust fell around him, as if frightened by Lan Chuya's violence, he fled in a hurry.

And Lan Chuya didn't hesitate to straddle the little dude directly, and hit him both left and right... violently.

"I'll let you grab it, I'll let you grab it..."

"I don't want to talk about it, I still think it should be, I still think it should be taken for granted..."

"Who taught you that it's right to rob other people's things? Your parents? Didn't you scold my parents for not teaching me well before? Why didn't your parents teach you well?"

"Shameless, scum, little dude, let me teach you how to behave today!!!"

Lan Chuya scolded and punched at the same time. How about he teach this little dude a lesson? He doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the sea is.

Xiao Wandan's body was tied up, he couldn't move, he could only bear the raindrops of fists, and screamed, his voice was miserable.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I won't rob, I won't rob..."

The shop is on a bustling street. When the two first started fighting, there were many passers-by watching.

But no one came to stop it. The two monks fought, and no mortal could intervene.

Those monks also have an attitude that has nothing to do with them. Two rubbish monks fight, just watch it for fun, and it has nothing to do with them. Besides, they don't have so much time to meddle in other people's business.

And the shop owner wanted to take care of it, but the two monks, whoever they helped, would offend the other, so they could only watch and worry.

This is exactly what Lan Chuya wanted, and he took dozens of punches before stopping. It was because he was exhausted. His body was still very thin, and he was out of breath after just a while.

"Don't snatch it anymore?" Lan Chuya's ending sound rose, with oppression, it's good that he didn't snatch other people's things, but he dared to snatch things from him, it's so boring!

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, let me go?" The little dandy with a bruised nose and a bloodshot mouth nodded hurriedly. He was afraid, Lan Chuya was too ruthless, and the fist landed on him His face was in pain, he had never felt so much pain.

Lan Chuya carefully observed the expression of the little dandy, and saw that there was no hypocrisy in it, so he got up from him, "When you see me avoiding you in the future, do you understand?"

"Understood, I understand, I must hide and run away, I must..." The little dandy didn't dare to refuse, and quickly agreed, the other party was too cruel, if he disagreed, he would definitely be beaten again.

Only then did Lan Chuya take back the spirit rope, raised the corners of his mouth, and left the spot at the pace of a victor.

Zhou Ren's people also gradually dispersed. When they left, they couldn't help touching their faces. For some reason, they always felt a little painful.

Xiao Wandan hurriedly got up, covered his face and left, with tears in his eyes, it was too embarrassing just now, the key is that it hurts so much!

Wuwei was also shocked by Lan Chuya's ferocity and rage, he beat a well-trained cultivator so badly with his physical strength, it was the first time in his life!