The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

Ji Chuan's cruelty made everyone present slightly change their color.

It is inevitable to be cruel to enemies, but to be so cruel to one's own people is really awe-inspiring, and Ji Chuan is gradually classified as someone who cannot be provoked.

Both of this man's subordinates have such strength. Thinking about how strong he is, he can't help but feel doubtful in his heart.

A young man of such strength should have been famous on the Hidden Dragon List long ago, but many people in the world had no impression at all.

They are all people who can memorize the list of hidden dragons, just to prevent them from offending people who shouldn't be offended and suffering unreasonable disasters.

"ah……"

A painful scream brought these people back to their attention. Their eyes couldn't help but fall on Mei Chen, who had a painful and ferocious look on his face. Goosebumps appeared all over his body and he shuddered.

"Oh, it's true that evil is in power. A chivalrous person like Mei Shaoxia would encounter such a situation."

"Yes, alas..."

"Just watch, Shenjian Villa will never give up."

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Saying it is one thing, doing it is another. There is no shortage of righteous people present, and there may even be people from the five major sword sects in Ningzhou mixed in.

But, so what?

At this time, no one dared to stand up, they only dared to cower and whisper in the crowd.

Ji Chuan didn't pay attention to these people at all. The five major sword sects in Ningzhou were all in the same spirit.

The world of martial arts relies not only on fists, resourcefulness, and fame, but also on interests. Only interests will last forever.

Only a combination of interests will be unbreakable.

Similar to the five major sword sects in Ningzhou, if they blindly rely on the relationship between masters and fellow sects, they will fall apart sooner or later.

On the field!

Mei Chen covered his right arm, his heart was filled with despair, his face was covered with gray color, and his eyes were dull as if in despair. ..

I have been practicing swordsman all my life, but today my hand tendon was cut off. I couldn't help but feel disheartened. I will never be able to hold a sword again, and I will never be able to hold a sword to perform heroic acts.

Being a chivalrous person and fighting against the strong and supporting the weak was his lifelong pursuit. He had thought that one day he would encounter a tough situation, but he didn't expect that day to come so quickly.

Mei Chen laughed at himself, slowly stood up from the ground, looked at Ji Chuan and said calmly: "Your Excellency is so cruel and ruthless, and you will surely die if you do many unjust things."

Mei Chen said these words with sonorous force and righteousness, without any awareness of being a prisoner under the rank, but the look of defeat on his face still did not fade away.

For a swordsman, having his hand tendons cut off is more cruel and vicious than killing him.

Destroying someone's future is like killing one's parents, it's a never ending outcome.

Ji Chuan sneered and said sarcastically: "Oh, it's not your turn to worry about what will happen to me in the future. I still care about how you will end up.

In the future, if you don't have the ability, stop meddling in other people's business. Oh, by the way, you have no future. "

Mei Chen didn't seem to hear it, and the blood on his arm hit the ground drop by drop. Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, his face became paler.

Mei Chen raised his eyes and looked at the sky, turning a deaf ear to what Ji Chuan said. He suddenly raised his scarlet right hand to block the dazzling light. He sighed slightly and murmured: "Yes, I really can't practice swordsmanship in the future. Ah, I miss you so much.”

Can't help but recall bits and pieces of the past.

He hated it when his hand tendon was broken!

But, I don’t regret it!

A real man is born in this world, and he should do something and not do something. He will never compromise with monsters, just like his attitude towards Ji Chuan, which is very contemptuous.

Even if he lost, it still couldn't change the fact.

Ji Chuan doesn't care about this. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This has been the case since ancient times.

"Stop his bleeding, but don't let him die. It will be useful in the future." Ji Chuan glanced at Ye Qingming and said calmly.

Ye Qingming rubbed his chest, took out the healing medicine and applied it on Mei Chen's arm. Mei Chen was indifferent and just let him play with it.

"What do you want me to do?" Mei Chen suddenly stared at Ji Chuandao.

Ji Chuan smiled and said: "I don't know, but it will always be useful. After all, your family has a big business, so you can also get some benefits from the owner of your village."

Mei Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I'm afraid your calculations are wrong. If my father finds out, I'm afraid the rules of this city won't be able to protect you.

Don't imagine that if fighting is not allowed in the city, you will be safe and sound. Those are just rules set up to restrict the weak. "

Ji Chuan shrugged and said nonchalantly: "We'll see if Master Mei Manor can break the rules and kill me."

Ji Chuan's confidence made Mei Chen's heart sink. He could care less about his own life and death, but not the Divine Sword Villa.

This person has already planned it!

"What is your purpose..." Before Mei Chen finished speaking, unexpectedly, a majestic voice came from behind.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way..."

A burst of scolding sounded from behind the crowd, followed by pushing and shoving, and some hot-tempered ones were ready to get angry.

However, when he saw the visitor wearing costumes, he immediately stopped and kept silent.

"The case is being handled at six doors, and everyone else is waiting to retreat!"

This sentence obviously had no deterrent effect. After hearing this, the people around him only took a few steps back and continued to watch.

The person who spoke also knew that this would happen. He just glanced at it lightly without even frowning. It had been commonplace for a long time.

Dozens of government officials lined up in two neat rows and surrounded Ji Chuan, the three of them and Mei Chen one after another.

The scene at the scene fell into the eyes of the visitor, who immediately shouted angrily: "No fighting with weapons is allowed in the city. You are violating the laws of the court. Come back to the Yamen with me."

The person who came was none other than Jiang Baotou, a young police officer in charge of dozens of police officers in Ningzhou City. When he came to the scene, he didn't know the reason, but he also knew that it was caused by a conflict between several people.

Generally speaking, as a six-door headhunter, he still has good eyesight. If he has a strong background or strong strength, he will not offend him.

The rest is all business!

"Jiang Captou, you're fine!" Mei Chen suddenly said.

Jiang Captou was stunned, turned to look at the speaker, and couldn't help but said in shock: "It turns out to be Master Mei Shao, disrespectful and disrespectful. What? Master Mei Shao is injured."

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Thinking of this, Jiang Captou turned to Ji Chuan and was about to ask him why he had a conflict with the young master of Shenjian Villa in the city.

Jiang Captou's thoughts were obviously gradually leaning towards Mei Chen. After all, the position of Shenjian Villa in Ningzhou was not something that he, a little captor, could offend.

"What?"

Jiang Captou was about to scold him when Ji Chuan took out a badge from his arms and threw it towards him. He was startled, but he still took it involuntarily.

Before Ji Chuan could say anything, Jiang Captou took the waist badge and looked at it.

"Is there a word?"

Jiang Captou read it word by word, and the more he read, the more frightened he became.

"Jin, Yi, Wei, Bai, Hu..."

Jiang Captou didn't even look at the name of the Master of Hundred Households. His face instantly turned pale, and the cards in his hand were like a hot potato, making him at a loss.

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