"Who is this person?" The real people who eat melon asked questions one after another.
The scene just now surprised them. Cheng Ren was frightened by the other party's look. He was obviously not an unknown person.
However, among the inner disciples and above, they could not find any disciple who matched the appearance and strength of this female cultivator.
"Who are you? Isn't it too cruel to just kill someone without telling me strictly?"
Cheng Ren is not intimidated. Although he is not hostile to the opponent, he has a background.
Even though he was shocked by the opponent's strength, he still seemed extremely calm.
"Oh? Really?" The female cultivator was also very indifferent, as if she was not the one who did it just now.
She walked towards Cheng Ren slowly, causing the other party to frown slightly.
"You're ruthless, aren't you?" The female cultivator slapped Cheng Ren in the face.
The other party didn't react hastily at all and was slapped to the ground.
"You dare to humiliate me?" Cheng Ren was confused, his blood surged, and his anger surged instantly.
He got up and stared at the female cultivator.
However.
"It's true, right?" The female cultivator was so powerful that she slapped Cheng Ren again, knocking out two of Cheng Ren's teeth.
The other party's blood pressure suddenly rose, but he didn't dare to resist.
The difference in strength is too big.
While he was retreating, he still valued the truth, and at the same time threatened to say harsh words:
"My master is the True Lord of the Golden Core. How dare you insult me like this?"
"Golden elixir, right?"
What greeted Cheng Ren was the female cultivator who jumped up and slapped him from the head.
Poof!
Cheng Ren vomited blood, looked in pain, and fell to pieces.
He climbed up with difficulty and stared at the female cultivator with vicious eyes.
"You have only practiced Taoism for a few decades more than me. If we were the same age and in the same situation, you would not be as good as me!"
"Not as good as you, right?" The female cultivator showed the same cultivation level as Cheng Ren, but instantly slapped her face again.
Now Cheng Ren lost his temper and could only use force to suppress others: "My master is the True Lord White Tiger, and he is very protective of his shortcomings..."
"True Lord White Tiger, right?" However, the female cultivator once again proved forcefully that her background identity was completely invalid in front of her.
"Leave a thin line in your life so that we can meet again in the future!"
"Leave a thin line, right?" This time the female cultivator was ruthless and tore Cheng Ren's arm alive.
"ah--!"
Cheng Ren looked at the broken arm, his face instantly turned ferocious, and he howled in pain.
The melon-eating crowd looked at this scene with some shock.
Although they were all true disciples of the inner sect and were used to seeing life and death, a true disciple who had learned from the true monarch was so tortured, but it was as if he felt the same pain, and a chill ran down his back.
The female cultivator walked closer, looked at Cheng Ren who stopped shouting, and said:
"If you didn't say such nonsense, it wouldn't be like this."
Hearing this, Cheng Ren gritted his teeth, but did not dare to say another word.
In the sky, several true disciples could not stand it anymore, but they were still friends after all.
"This senior sister!" They landed on the ground and greeted the female cultivator.
The female cultivator gave a startled look, but these true disciples felt like thorns in her back, and her voice trembled a little:
"Cheng Ren has been taught a lesson by you. Can you let us take him away? If he is not treated in time, he may lose too much blood."
There is still a word left. If it is later, the arm will not be connected, and it will become a one-armed true successor.
"Get out!" The female cultivator uttered one word lightly, and several true disciples quickly helped Cheng Ren towards the overpass.
One true disciple also wanted to pick up his broken arm.
boom!
The female cultivator passed by with a sword energy, and the severed arm turned into blood.
The true disciple was startled and looked at the other party in disbelief.
This is too cruel.
"The master of an arrogant and domineering maid is definitely not a good person. Someone is right. He must be taught an unforgettable lesson before he can restrain himself."
The female cultivator spoke calmly.
You are cruel! The true disciple felt a little broken inside, and could only leave in despair.
After the crowd and the victim left, the female cultivator returned to the house and Chen Shen walked out of the house.
"This neighbor is a bit strong." He admired inwardly.
The cultivation level shown by the other party just now was only foundation building, but it gave him the feeling that it was much more powerful than the ordinary foundation building Dzogchen.
"Stay alone, remain anonymous, and see everything in the world." Chen Shen said to himself.
He was lying on the old man's chair, with ginger tea on the small table next to him. The parasol blocked half of the sun, leaving the rest on his legs.
There are no goblets, no milk tea and orange juice, no beach pool, but it has a unique flavor.
When you go out and turn right, you will see the flow of people and the bustling sect life.
Turn left to the cemetery, your final resting place.
He lives between the two, seeing the chaos and joy on the right, and the sorrow and separation of the world on the left.
"Wonderful!" Chen Shen exclaimed as he tasted the ginger tea beautifully.
"Ginger tea is bitter, how can it be wonderful?"
An inappropriate voice broke his state of mind.
Chen Shen hurriedly turned his head and saw the female cultivator standing next to the short flower wall.
"Senior sister." He bowed.
"I think you're right."
Chen Shen was about to speak, but the other party touched his chin and thought:
"Hit the young one to the old one. This matter has not been resolved yet. I should go to the residence of that bastard tiger."
Buzz!
With a soft groan, a long white sword flew from the courtyard behind her and was held in her hand.
The sword was two feet and one inch long, and its blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, exuding a terrifying aura.
"A divine weapon that transcends spiritual weapons!" Chen Shen was surprised in his heart.
The natal magic weapon can grow and needs to be watered with your heart and blood. It is far more powerful than ordinary magic weapons.
The female cultivator held the divine weapon of her destiny and turned it into a three-color divine rainbow flying to the sky.
"We've got a good show to watch!" Chen Shen quickly sat up, his huge spiritual consciousness spread out, and followed the female cultivator.
"Damn it!" As soon as the female cultivator entered the True Lord's territory, she heard a roar, and the True Lord's aura was overwhelming.
No need to think too much, Cheng Ren filed a complaint, adding fuel to the fire, but the real king was furious anyway.
"If you dare to insult my disciple and break his arm, this person should be executed!"
"Yeah?"
The female cultivator was so powerful that she charged directly in with her sword.
"Shuzi is rampant!
Who are you?
Fellow Taoist, have mercy! "
Anger, doubt, and pleading, these are the three in a row!
Afterwards, True Lord White Tiger was injured by the mysterious monk Cang Wu, and Cheng Ren had another arm broken. His flesh and blood would not be able to regenerate within ten years!
True Lord Chigua asked, but True Lord White Tiger remained silent and did not say much.
When it comes to conflicts between the true kings, the sect will not interfere too much. As long as they are not mortal enemies, they will let them go.
"One-sided crushing, that tiger with the first level of Golden Core is too useless." Chen Shen witnessed the whole process and shook his head.
Then he withdrew his consciousness and continued to be immersed in his own state of mind.
…………
After the beating, the female cultivator did not go back directly to Tianzheng Mountain. Instead, it took a long time before she stepped into the courtyard, Chen Shen's courtyard.
"Chen Shen." The voice was pleasant and clear. Chen Shen, who was confused, wanted to pretend to be dead, but the next move of the other party scared him awake.
"What are you going to do?" Chen Shen crossed his arms with lingering fear.
Fortunately, I almost got ripped off again.
The female cultivator withdrew her slightly embarrassed little hand and said, "I have seen the most well-maintained mortals, but their skin is not as delicate as yours. It is even smoother and flawless than mine."
"You don't look like a mortal!" The female cultivator showed a mysterious smile.
