Chapter 100 Flying Sword!

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In front of the elixir shop, a group of young men have surrounded the place.

Countless eyes were cast in this direction, but many of them had pity in their eyes.

The fact that these young men can be favored by the academy proves that they have good talents.

With talent, coupled with the continuous blessing of elixirs in the family.

At this time, I glanced at the group of people in front of me, and the lowest one was a monk in the Golden Core Realm.

As for Chen Bahuang, everyone did not feel the flow of vitality in him at all, and only regarded him as an ordinary person.

"Oh, this young couple is also unlucky. Why did they meet these bastards?"

"These guys are really not afraid of death. They have to ask people from the government to come and deal with them."

"It's just a pity. I don't know if this young man can survive until the government officials come back."

No one is optimistic about Chen Bahuang. After all, the gap between them seems to be too big.

"Boy, you kneel down now, kowtow ten times to each of us, and then offer the little lady behind you to us."

"Then we can consider sparing your life."

"Otherwise, today next year will be your death anniversary."

Extremely arrogant voices sounded from the mouths of other young masters.

Even if one of their own is injured, they just laugh.

Although these young men hang out together, they don't care what happens to their companions.

Even under the gaze of so many people, they still went their own way without paying any attention to the rules of the city.

Chen Bahuang did not speak to these scum, but quietly stretched out his fist.

Chen Bahuang would tolerate some small matters, but once it involved Lin Chenyu's matter.

No matter who the other party is, no matter what the identity of the other party is, there is only one end!

"Are you done talking nonsense?"

Chen Bahuang took the initiative to take a step forward, and what he said caused the whole audience to burst into uproar.

No one thought that this young man was so irrational.

When facing so many people, you have to take the initiative to provoke.

It would be possible for him to be beaten to death directly on the field by these young men.

Although they might be punished afterwards, Chen Bahuang's life was lost.

"Hahaha, pretty boy, do you think you're handsome when you stand up like this?"

Several people on the other side were laughing to the point of tears.

The way they looked at Chen Bahuang was as if they were seeing an ant who was overestimating his abilities.

How dare you take the initiative to provoke these high-ranking big shots.

Not letting them continue talking nonsense, Chen Bahuang's eyes showed murderous intent.

Ten secret points were opened directly in the body!

To deal with this group of guys, Chen Bahuang would not have to use all his firepower.

In just an instant, Chen Bahuang's aura changed on the other side.

"What? Physical training?"

The other party has no vitality at all, but can have a tyrannical momentum, so there is only one possibility.

But instead of making the other party afraid, it actually made them laugh out loud.

"It really made me laugh to death. It turns out that he is a self-trained practitioner. How dare a guy like this come forward."

"You don't even have any energy, and you still have the nerve to stand up. Do you really want to come out and get beaten?"

Physical practice is so humble anywhere.

The real big shots are all monks who cultivate vitality.

It's not that there haven't been any strong people in physical training, it's just a pity that this proportion is too small.

In more places, physical practitioners are just used as cannon fodder, and young men like them have a lot of them.

Chen Bahuang didn't care what nonsense they were talking about, he just approached them directly.

As soon as he took a step, he felt a chill in front of him.

Looking forward, he realized that the other party had launched a flying sword, slashing directly at him!

As soon as the flying sword came out, the onlookers on both sides immediately screamed in surprise.

After all, flying swords are generally a method that can only be used by monks in the middle five realms.

These young masters, let alone the middle five realms, have only just entered the Nascent Soul realm not long ago.

One of the three people who were not far away recognized their method.

"It's the Flying Sword Talisman!"

"This is a sword energy taken directly from the real flying sword magic weapon, which allows people to use the flying sword for a short period of time."

"It's just that if this happens, the flying sword will also be severely damaged. No one will do this unless necessary."

"There is probably a sword fairy in the family of these guys."

"Hey, that physical training boy is in trouble now."

Originally, the most fearful thing about body cultivation is the flexibility of Yuan cultivation.

The most feared among them is the monk who can use the flying sword. After all, the opponent can attack the physical cultivator from a long distance.

No matter how strong your body is, can it be as strong as a flying sword?

Sword cultivators are also the most restrained physical cultivators among all monks.

These people have extremely high vision, and they can see the changes in the field after just a few glances.

Just the next second, the expressions on their faces froze directly on their faces.

The physical training boy who they said had no hope.

Seeing the flying sword stabbing towards him, he did not retreat, but actively walked towards the flying sword.

Looking at it like that, it was as if he had taken the initiative to hit the flying sword.

Such a sharp flying sword can pierce even fine iron, let alone a physically cultivated body.

It's just that something no one expected happened right before their eyes.

When the flying sword was like a bolt of lightning, it stabbed towards Chen Bahuang's throat.

But at the last moment, Chen Bahuang suddenly stretched out his hand.

The outstretched hand happened to hold the flying sword tightly.

At this time, the tip of the flying sword was only one step away from Chen Bahuang's throat.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but sweat for Chen Bahuang.

"This kid is too bold. He is risking his life with his own vitals!"

"He had no other choice. He only had one chance. Fortunately, he seized this opportunity himself."

If he can catch the flying sword, Chen Bahuang still has a chance in the next battle.

But the young master who used the flying sword had a strange smile on his face.

"Boy, do you think my flying sword is so easy to catch?"

"I deliberately slowed down because I didn't want you to despair so quickly."

"You picked my brother's tendons, so I'll cut off a few of your fingers. Isn't that fair?"

The other party sneered and began to activate the flying sword.

The flying sword held tightly in Chen Bahuang's hand seemed to be shaking at this time, as if it had come to life.

After hearing the other party's words, everyone's expressions also changed.

Only then did he realize that it was not Chen Bahuang who caught the opponent's flying sword.

But this young master deliberately slowed down the flying sword to give Chen Bahuang a glimmer of hope.