City Exchange Life Club

In the city of Yangzhou, the first grade building.

Li Tiandao, the sect master of Jindaomen, is staying here.

"Heroes from all walks of life, heroes from all walks of life! My only son, Li Tiandao, was brutally murdered by the demon sect Chu Jun! The thief also came to Yangzhou, and I hereby offer a reward for his trace!"

"As long as he reports his whereabouts, he will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, and those who cut off his head will be rewarded with 50,000 taels of silver!"

Li Tiandao stood in the corridor on the second floor of the first-grade building and said to all the guests on the first-grade floor at this time.

"Don't worry Li Daxia! That demon sect thief will be punished by everyone! Even if there is no silver reward, I will kill him and slay the demons while waiting for the righteous path of the rivers and lakes!"

A middle-aged man with a sword on his back spoke righteously.

The next second, bang, a fist shadow hit, directly smashing half of the person's body to smash, and the flesh and blood residues, internal organs, and broken bones were scattered all over the ground.

The sudden scene was extremely **** and shocking.

Everyone was shocked.

Then a figure came out of the sky and landed on the corridor opposite Li Tiandao, laughing: "Slaying demons and removing demons, the demons are here, who will remove them?"

"It's Chu Jun! Demon Lord Chu Jun!"

"He actually took the initiative to kill him!"

"It's just arrogant! It's really unreasonable to not take me and other Jianghu colleagues in the eyes at all!"

The people in the rivers and lakes in the first-grade building instantly boiled, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation, but no one dared to take the lead in attacking Zhao Yan for a long time.

Wang Gongzi, who had a boat traffic accident with Zhao Yan on the lake before, landed on the roof of a restaurant opposite Yipin Building, holding a folding fan and eating melons quietly.

"Who is Chu Jun?" he asked.

Apparently, he didn't know much about Jianghu affairs.

"Master, Chu Jun is the head of the Zhuque Hall of the four halls of the Demon Sect. People in Jianghu are called the Demon Lord. He acts very hot and domineering. It is not appropriate to get too close to him." A middle-aged guard beside him stared at Chu Jun and explained in a deep voice. .

Wang Gongzi not only did not dislike, but also showed a smile: "What about the people in the demon sect, what is the difference between the famous and decent people? Aren't they all disrespecting the king's law, not seeing the emperor, using force to violate the ban, and drawing swords to kill people based on their own preferences. Is it a sect? It's nothing more than the fact that the demon sect kills directly, and before the famous people kill people, they have to make up an open and honest account."

Between words, there is a deep contempt for these so-called Jianghu people, and he doesn't pay any attention to them.

"Young Master's remarks are straight to the point, but the villain is abrupt." The middle-aged guard lowered his head and said.

The prince gently shook the folding fan: "Now the aliens are invading the south, the people are displaced, and the world of the Han people is in jeopardy. These so-called martial arts people have a talent but don't think about serving the country and the people, and it's fine if they don't go into battle to kill the enemy, and they are still relying on armed force. Acting unscrupulously has greatly reduced the authority of the government among the people.

On the one hand, the government has to resist the alien race, on the other hand, it has to rescue the displaced people, and on the other hand, it has to clean up the mess caused by these people in the rivers and lakes. Recently, my brother has a few more gray hairs. These people are really hateful! "

The guards and maids behind them didn't dare to answer a word, this was not something they could discuss.

After Wang Gongzi complained, he stopped talking and looked into the first-class building from the window.

"Chu Jun! My son has no grievances with you, why did you kill him!" Li Tiandao held the wooden fence on the second floor with both hands, and asked with his eyes reddened.

Zhao Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his robes were automatic without the wind, and he chuckled softly: "Since it is an evil demon, why do you need a reason to kill? If you insist, why don't you go down and ask your son?"

Kill, kill, why does it matter?

He was too lazy to explain to a dead man.

"Arrogant! I am waiting for many fellows here, how can I allow you to be rampant!" Li Tiandao opened his hands.

Zhao Yan looked around for a week: "Stinky fish and rotten shrimp."

"You..." Everyone was furious.

An old monk in a cassock got up and folded his hands towards Zhao Yan: "Amitabha, the poor monk Lianhua Temple is intelligent, Chu donor, as the saying goes, the enemy should be resolved but not knotted, you and Li donor may wish to sit down and have a good talk, Get things straight, you can trust the poor monk, there is a poor monk..."

"I don't believe you! I only believe my fist!" Zhao Yan interrupted him and raised a fist.

Li Tiandao roared, "You fellows, you have seen it, this scorpion killed my beloved son, and was so arrogant. Whoever killed him would be willing to offer 100,000 taels of silver and owe him a favor!"

The numbers doubled again in the blink of an eye.

One hundred thousand taels, everyone was short of breath.

The prince on the opposite side of the first-grade building showed a smile that was not a smile: "These people from all corners of the world are very wealthy, I am afraid they are richer than the national treasury."

The guards beside him were sweating profusely.

"Evil demons are heretics, everyone can get them and punish them. You don't need to talk to him about the morality of the rivers and lakes. Let's all stand side by side!"

"Kill him! Slay the demons and eliminate the demons to maintain justice!"

"Let's go together! Except this one!"

"It's time to kill demons and eliminate demons! Let's kill them together!"

In the face of Bai Huahua's money... ah no, in the face of maintaining justice in the world, these heroes rushed to Zhao Yan on the second floor without hesitation.

"Ants, also want to kill an elephant?"

Zhao Yan laughed, not retreating but advancing, waving his fists and rushing towards the crowd: "Die!"

What Chu Jun often uses is the Nine Forms of the Devil in the Devil's Art, which is a boxing technique with a total of nine moves.

"This move is called Demon Infinity!"

After a punch, bang, infuriating ****, the room is instantly dark, Zhao Yan is located in the violent infuriating center, black hair flying, like a troll, falling into the endless hell, countless fist shadows are like shooting stars.

click-

The floor of the first-grade building cracked, the walls collapsed, and the roof was blown away by the violent infuriating energy, causing passersby on the street to scream and run wildly.

"what!"

Screams sounded.

boom! boom! boom!

Among those martial arts practitioners who rushed towards Zhao Yan, those with lower cultivation levels were directly blasted by the fist wind.

The shredded flesh and blood was pouring down like a heavy rain.

The one with a stronger cultivation base also vomited blood and flew out, suffering varying degrees of injury.

After all, Jun Chu is only one step away from the Grand Master Realm. How can these people be his opponents.

With just one move, most of the people in the first-grade building have been killed or injured. The only survivors are the warriors of the acquired and innate realms, and the ground is full of blood and flesh.

"Senior Chu! I quit!"

"I have no eyes, I will quit!"

Several people wanted to leave the battlefield.

Zhao Yan sneered: "Exit? This seat is not allowed!"

Then he stepped out and came to the top of the head of a warrior who wanted to escape. Bang, he stepped on his toes, and the man's body was directly smashed by the waist, and his flesh and blood flew.

"Mad! This lunatic!"

Those who just shot Zhao Yan were scared.

Why does it feel that Chu Jun is more ruthless than before.

"Run separately! He's only alone!"

I don't know who roared, and then those who survived began to fly in different directions.

"Brother, stop them for me, I owe you a favor." Zhao Yan shouted at the prince.

Wang Gongzi closed his folding fan and said with a smile, "Okay."

Afterwards, he and the two maids stayed where they were, and more than 20 guards with knives stepped into the air behind them.

For a time, the sword and the sword shadowed, screaming incessantly.

"Who are you... ah!"

Those who were injured by Zhao Yan, or who were scared out of their wits, were directly slaughtered by these guards.

These guards are all about the same way. Every move is simple and rude.

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes.

These cultivation bases are acquired at the lowest level, and there are two innate ones, one of which is the peak innate like him.

Who is this prince?

Soon, those who tried to escape were cut down by the prince's guards and became the souls of the dead.

Zhao Yan looked at Li Tiandao, who was already stunned.

"You... what are you doing?" Li Tiandao's face turned pale, and he took a step back, his eyes showing horror.

He was in the late stage of Congenital, and originally thought that he could at least fight Zhao Yan with a large number of people.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan was so cruel, and another group of unknown people appeared in the middle.

Now he only has himself, and Zhao Yan is obviously not going to let him go, so he panics.

But it's a big thing, and it's useless to panic.

Zhao Yan said: "I don't like nonsense, just do it directly, either I live or you die."

Li Tiandao: "..."

Isn't it all about me dying?

"Too deceiving! This old man is fighting with you!" Li Tiandao shouted and pulled out a golden sword.

This is a treasured sword that has been passed down from generation to generation.

It is also the origin of the name of Jindaomen.

"Ahhh!"

Li Tiandao held a golden sword, bursts of golden light, danced like a tiger, jumped up and slashed at Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan avoided like a ghost.

stab-

A deep knife mark was left on the ground.

"Want to stab me?" Zhao Yan was angry, you are thinking of a knife and I still don't walk, are you treating me as a deaf person?

"Give me death!"

Li Tiandao's eyes were red, and with the mentality that the fish would die and the net would be broken, he used all his strength with every move.

The three sword qi hit Zhao Yan against the ground.

"Give me a break!"

Zhao Yan punched a crow and flew on the plane.

boom!

The knife gas was directly shattered.

"Have you eaten?" Zhao Yan asked suddenly.

Li Tiandao was stunned: "Huh?"

"If you don't eat it, take a punch from me." Zhao Yan jumped up, and directly attacked the black tiger's heart.

Li Tiandao hurriedly raised the sword and blocked it.

clang!

The fist collided with the knife, and Li Tiandao slipped a few steps after being shaken, but there was no gap in the knife in his hand.

Clearly this is a really good knife.

But it was a waste in his hands.

Zhao Yan took advantage of the victory to pursue and attacked continuously.

What ** pierced the ear, the head hit the walnut, the tornado destroyed the parking lot, and the head was smashed out.

"Ah! Pfft—"

Finally, Li Tiandao couldn't hold it anymore, after all, his own strength was weaker than Zhao Yan.

The golden knife in his hand was knocked out.

The body slammed heavily on a pillar, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground.

Zhao Yan made a single move, and the golden knife flew into his hand.

The tip of the knife dragged on the ground, bringing out sparks.

Looking at Zhao Yan who was getting closer, Li Tiandao coughed with a look of resentment and despair on his face.

"The family just wants to be neat and tidy, I'll send you down for reunion now." Zhao Yan smiled.

"Leave people under the knife!"

A loud shout came.

"Keep your mother's head!"

Zhao Yan didn't turn his head, he slashed down.

puff-

Accompanied by blood rushing out two meters high.

A head rolled slowly to the ground.

At the same time, a middle-aged man in a purple robe fell down, his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

Just now, he was the one who kept people under the knife.

"Leave the head to you."

Zhao Yan smiled cynically and kicked Li Tiandao's head like a ball to the middle-aged man's feet.

"Young people, don't be too arrogant!"

The middle-aged Zipao turned pale with anger.

"Young people are not crazy, are they still young people?" Zhao Yan directly sent a small quotation from Huaqiang.

The middle-aged Zipao snorted coldly, and without even collecting Li Tiandao's body, Shi Qinggong flew away.

After all, if Li Tiandao hadn't died, he would still be able to save him because of his friendship, and then Li Tiandao would owe him a favor.

But Li Tiandao is dead, and it is not necessary for him to start with Zhao Yan again. As an adult, what kind of feelings are talked about, only interests.

"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Accompanied by applause, the prince floated down from the roof: "As expected of the famous martial arts monarch, seeing him today is indeed a lot of fun!"

"Just now, thank you Xiongtai for your help. Let's give this knife to Xiongtai as a gift." Zhao Yan threw the golden knife to the prince.

Wang Gongzi was taken aback for a moment, then he caught the golden sword and threw it to the guard next to him: "My surname is Wang."

"It turned out to be Brother Wang." Zhao Yan cupped his hands.

Make up your mind not to live next door to him.

Wang Gongzi said, "Brother Fang Cai said he owes me a favor. I don't know if it counts?"

"It's natural to count, and it has always been a matter of words and deeds!" Zhao Yan blurted out without hesitation.

I intend to listen to the other party's conditions first.

Help him do it if he can.

If you can't do it...

If you can't do it, do you still need a hammer?

The prince laughed: "Okay! This place is not a place to talk, let's talk in another place."

"Please!" Zhao Yan stretched out a hand.

Then the two flew to the boat in the lake.

"Young master, you are back! I thought you were gone, the slave family just died of sorrow."

"Yeah, if you leave without saying goodbye, the slave family and others will be very sad."

When the girls on the boat saw Zhao Yan, they all smiled and waved their sleeves to say hello.

"Wait, my son will be back soon."

Zhao Yan laughed and followed the prince to the stern of the boat he was on.

The prince's guards all kept the bow.

"I didn't expect Brother Chu to be a romantic person."

The prince made a joke.

"Men don't love women, why should they love men?" Zhao Yan asked confidently.

The prince was stunned, and was speechless to refute.

After a moment of silence, the prince said, "I don't know what Brother Chu thinks of the current situation in the world."

"Are you from the Da Zhao royal family?" Zhao Yan asked.

The prince was dumbfounded: "Why did you say this?"

"They claim to be surnamed Wang but don't say their names, and the guards around them are so good. There is no big faction with the surname Wang in Jianghu people, and people in Jianghu don't care about the general trend of the world." Zhao Yan gave his reasoning.

Prince Wang: "..."

Did I have holes all over my body?

Damn, in his imagination, he should first chat with Zhao Yan to get down to the general trend, arouse the hatred of the alien invasion of the country, and finally reveal his identity to shock him for a whole year, and then persuade him to be used by the court.

As a result, he hadn't even begun to pretend.

The identity was guessed by Zhao Yan.

It suddenly made him feel a little boring.

But he didn't know that Zhao Yan had noticed his coercive routine, so he exposed his identity.

Because as the president of the Pretend Association, Zhao Yan will never allow others to pretend in front of him!

[Author's digression]: Asking for a silver ticket