The artful playboys in the restaurant smiled and looked at Chu Tian with admiration.

He is truly a suave master who can write such words. Facing the domineering Dragon clan, he can still say such tough words!

Of course, they did not have the confidence to provoke the Dragon clan, but in the fifth island circle, they were real local snakes. If they had no confidence to provoke, they would not prevent them from deliberately laughing and giving Hao San a fierce look.

Zi Xiaosheng laughed out loud, "Hehe, break three legs? Interesting, interesting!"

The folding fan in his hand opened with a snap. Zi Xiaosheng narrowed his eyes and swept towards Hao San's legs strangely, as if he was planning to cut the knife from.

Hao San felt a chill all over his body inexplicably. He couldn't help but shiver, and his face turned a little ugly. After all, the Dragon Clan is the true spirit of heaven and earth. He is born with extremely keenness and far beyond ordinary people!

In this restaurant, he felt the murder!

After a whisper, Hao San stretched out his hand with a smile on his face to pat Chu Tian on the shoulder.

Chu Tian sneered, raised his hand and grabbed Hao San's wrist. His five fingers were like hooks, and he fell deeply into Hao San's wrist skin, flesh and bones, and kept making "crack" sounds. Chu Tian looked at Hao San's ugly face and sneered: "Hao San, say, what about the evidence? I colluded with the Heavenly Clan? Evidence? No evidence, I will destroy your claws now!"

Hao San was furious. He was about to take a breakup. He had already stepped forward with a tangled look on his face. He was about to say a few words to make up the scene. Among the twelve patrol envoys, one of the twelve young men with a height of eight feet tall and handsome. The handsome young man suddenly came to Chu Tian.

With a sneer, a white light spurted out from the young man's palm, and a white snake-shaped flying sword was squirting out, shaking his head and shaking his tail and slashing down at Chu Tian's wrist.

The young man laughed sternly and said, "How dare you be rude to the inspector? It can be seen that you are just a spy who is traitor!"

The young man was extremely fierce and took action quickly. With a flash of sword light, the flying sword approached Chu Tian's wrist, clearly trying to cut off Chu Tian's palm with one sword.

But Zi Xiaosheng was faster. He swung the folding fan in his hand, and a roar of wind flew out of the fan. A faint purple aura appeared in the white strong wind, like countless steel needles piercing it hard on the flying sword shaped like a white snake.

With a few "hissing" sounds, the small flying sword shook violently, and made an overwhelming whine and suddenly retreated quickly.

The young man who took action shook his body, and he retreated backwards in an extremely embarrassing manner, took a breath, and suddenly stopped at the flying sword that was quickly retracted, floating beside him, moaning slightly, and making a slight sword sound.

"Do you dare to attack me?" The young man looked at Zi Xiaosheng coldly: "Do you know who am I?"

Zi Xiaosheng looked at the young man lazily and smiled softly: "If you can't win, you will start comparing your family background. Are you embarrassed? Are you embarrassed? If you really want to compare your background, I will report my surname. Wouldn't you kneel on the ground and lick the bottom of my boots?"

Hao San's face changed slightly, and Long Zhenzun also looked at Zi Xiaosheng with great suspicion.

The young man who took action also had eleven other patrol envoys blinked and looked at Zi Xiaosheng up and down.

After hesitating for a while, Qing Young coughed, put away the flying sword, bowed to Zi Xiaosheng, and his stiff and cold face was filled with smiles: "I am Luo, a disciple of the Ling Realm Sword Sect..."

Zi Xiaosheng interrupted him impatiently: "The Sword Sect of the Nitian Sect is the Nitian Sword Sect, what are you talking about invisible ways? Do you really think no one knows your origin? Luo? Are you from the Luo clan of the Nitian Sword Sect? Well, that old guy Luo Sanguang is still alive?"

Hao San, the name Long Zhenzun, and the group of people brought by Hao San were completely dissatisfied. They looked at Zi Xiaosheng cautiously, with light flashing in their eyes, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Only this disciple of the Luo surnamed Luo from the sword sect could almost drip bitter galls from his face. He smiled dryly and said, "Hehe, the ancestor of Sanguang is now getting better and better. A few days ago, he was teaching us the Sword Sutra."

Zi Xiaosheng waved his big folding fan and said calmly: "Oh, it's hard for him, but his life is really hard. A hundred years ago, he was alone, arrogant and arrogant, and went to the dark area. He was chased by the nine ghost emperors. He was almost broken and fled back to the Soul Ocean. He was still alive. It's not easy!"

With a mysterious sneer, Zi Xiaosheng lowered his voice: "How much has it cost to change from Ziyun Pill in the Heavenly Clan to save his life?"

Hao San's body trembled for a moment, and his wrist, which was originally very strong while Chu Tian's five fingers were tightly clamped, suddenly became soft and corrupt.

The disciple surnamed Jianmenro twitched even more wildly, looking at Zi Xiaosheng like a ghost.

"I, I, my Jianmen, how could I have such a relationship with the Heavenly Clan...!" The disciple of Luo's surname not only twitched his face, but gradually, his body began to tremble slightly.

The other eleven patrol envoys flashed their eyes, their eyes as if they were like swords, constantly staring at the heart of the disciple Luo from behind.

"Hey, what are you afraid of? What's the big deal?" Zi Xiaosheng smiled indifferently: "Which family and which family in the spiritual realm are not involved in the relationship with the Heavenly Clan? Scared, for example, the Dragon Clan you named Long Clan got the Dragon Glory a few years ago!"

The lord Long Zhenzun suddenly strode to Zi Xiaosheng, and bowed deeply to Zi Xiaosheng, saying, "This young master, today, my third brother was wrong. When I go back, I will definitely ask the elders of my clan to strictly manage it. Since the young master knows the name of the object, I think the identity must be unusual. I don't need to mention this matter, right?"

Zi Xiaosheng smiled and looked at Long Zhenzun's name and slowly stretched out his left hand: "What's shameful? Then, what about the hush money?"

Zi Xiaosheng smiled brightly, and Chu Tian threw away Hao San's wrist speechlessly and took two steps back.

After being so unreasonable by Zi Xiaosheng, the people brought by Hao San were as trembling as quails in the storm. It seemed that no one dared to cause trouble for Chu Tian today.

However, Zi Xiaosheng knew enough secrets.

Well, ‘Celestial Clan Purple’?

The Tian Clan, the Zi Family?

Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng's back thoughtfully. This guy was really bold and arrogant. He dared to just go to the Lost Star Ocean to beat the slap? He even slapped the Supreme Master of the Huanling Pavilion?

When Hao San and the others met Zi Xiaosheng, they were really unlucky!

The Ho Long Zhenzun laughed dryly, quickly took out something and put it in the palm of Zi Xiaosheng's palm.
Chapter completed!