"Girl, did you come out to play alone?"

On the golden beach, a silver-haired young man slowly approached Su Muyin with a few followers.

They are very particular about the position they stand in. At first glance, there is nothing wrong with them, but after getting closer, they gradually become related to each other.

He couldn't help blocking Su Muyin's leaving direction, and even faintly formed a suppression of Cultivation Base.

In this formation, the strength of Cultivation Base will be suppressed by 30%.

When Su Muyin came to his senses, he was already in a formation.

She turned her head and looked at the silver-haired young man who struck up a conversation.

I have to say that the person in front of me is quite handsome.

High nose bridge, thin lips, sword eyebrows and star eyes.

It can be said that Ji Bachang has four or five points of strength in terms of appearance. Among ordinary people, he can be called a handsome guy.

However, his sunken eye sockets and pale complexion made his appearance a bit dim, and he lost a lot of agility.

"who are you?"

Su Muyin hugged the huge breasts in front of her chest with both hands, her red lips were slightly parted, and she said displeasedly.

"Nothing, don't get in the way, I'm going back."

"Don't worry~ I came out to play, why do I have to go back so soon, how bad it is!"

The expression of the silver-haired young man changed, and several people around immediately understood, occupying all directions, and surrounded Su Muyin.

The eyes of the silver-haired young man sized up Su Muyin's plump and enchanting figure recklessly, ready to move.

"Let me introduce myself, Wang Kun, have you ever heard of the Wang Family of the Western Regions?"

"I don't care what you are from the Wang family of the Western Regions or the Li family of the Eastern Region. If you don't get out of the way, I will not be polite."

Su Muyin frowned, and said to Wang Kun angrily.

She was very angry. Wang Kun's eyes were so vulgar and wretched. She looked at him unscrupulously. She could imagine what kind of dirty thoughts were brewing in Wang Kun's mind.

She really wanted to slap Wang Kun, but she was a little afraid of the people around her.

Several people actually used formation, which became a kind of suppression faintly, which made her feel that the Spirit Power in her body was becoming difficult to operate.

And when she came out to play, she didn't bring a guqin, what she practiced was the art of rhythm attack.

Most of the skills are on the Guqin.

Without the guqin in hand, his strength was less than 30%, and he was suppressed by formation.

Su Muyin faintly felt that if she started to fight now, she might be the one who would suffer.

"You're welcome? I want to see, why are you being rude to me?"

Wang Kun looked frivolous, and raised his hand to hook Su Muyin's smooth chin. Such a thing brought him a lot of excitement.

Suddenly, a big hand pinched Wang Kun's finger, and then broke it hard.

There was a bang.

The sound of broken bones resounded clearly in everyone's ears.

"Ah~~~~~~ My finger!!!"

The screams like killing a pig sounded, and Wang Kun's tears were shed. Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, he yelled.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts~ let go, it's about to break!"

"Does it hurt? That's right!"

Ji Bachang grabbed his two fingers and pressed down hard.

poof~

Wang Kun's fingers were caught, and under the downward force, he immediately knelt on the ground, sweating from the pain, he said in grief and indignation.

"Who the fuck are you? Meddling your own business? Know who daddy is?"

"Let go, son!"

The surrounding seven young followers who originally formed the formation, now all surrounded and fought.

Being able to be Wang Kun's root class, they are more or less geniuses.

Most of them have reached the Realm of Congealing Elements.

Otherwise, he would not be eligible to be selected by the Wang Family, the top power in Xuantian Realm.

At this time, they each launched their own stunts, shot confidently, and were about to suppress Ji Bachang.

They even thanked Ji Bachang in their hearts. Without someone like Ji Bachang who doesn't know what's good or bad, how could they build a good impression in front of Mr. Wang Kun?

In an instant, the red light, magnificent fist marks, and even the pitch-black sword all smashed towards Ji Bachang's side.

With the sword on his body, Ji Bachang slowly opened his mouth and spit out a word.

"roll!"

boom!

The sky was dark, and the majesty of the king was released, and a storm was rolled up on the spot and spread outward.

In an instant, the seven youths flew out in an instant, spurting blood wildly in the air, dying or maiming.

Even if they are lucky enough to survive, the Cultivation Base is useless.

For this kind of scum, Ji Bachang never held back.

Among the geniuses who flew out, there were those who survived by luck, and they were already terrified at this moment.

He never expected that he would meet a strong man from the King Realm.

Both being geniuses, they understand too well what the twenty-year-old Wang Jing represents.

They wanted to open their mouths to exclaim, but they had no chance. Under the terrifying coercion, they were gradually crushed into a blank sheet of paper.

"King Realm? Master King Realm???"

"Such a young King Realm master???"

"Oh my god! You read it right! It is indeed the coercion of the king realm, but judging by the age of his bones, he is only twenty years old!!"

"Who is this person? To have such a Talent, I wonder if someone cultivated him behind it?"

"I don't know, but what is certain is that this person's future is simply limitless!"

On the surrounding beaches, there are many other people who are on vacation.

Among them, Martial Spirit, Martial King, and Martial Emperor are no longer rare.

However, the youngest of them was over 500 years old.

Looking at the 20-year-old Ji Bachang, they were full of emotions.

But it was just a surprise for a while, and then they continued to play.

A fight incident, they just watched the excitement. As long as they don't involve themselves, they won't meddle in their own business.

Among them, many Martial Kings, Martial Emperors, etc. recognized that the one who was beaten was the son of the royal family of the Western Regions.

But they will not go up to persuade.

Because they don't know whether there is any influence behind Ji Bachang.

If you go up to meddle in other people's business and offend the more powerful forces behind Ji Bachang, then the loss outweighs the gain.

They won't bet on that possibility.

Although it may be possible to become a prosperous, but it may also be lost forever.

For the best, at least there is nothing to lose.

After a person reaches a certain position, his upward striving will fade away.

In the past, they worked so hard, risking their lives, killing people and extorting money to cultivate, it was because they had nothing, even if they died, it would be nothing.

But after reaching Martial Spirit, Martial King is different.

Each is the existence of social elites, with no shortage of money and surrounded by beautiful women.

Anyway, Life conditions are already good, so who wants to fight?

Preserving the status quo is the right thing to do.

Life is alive, only by being cautious and cautious, can you sail the Ten Thousand Year boat.

This is the portrayal of the life of most middle-level powerhouses in Xuantian Realm.

They will not applaud when they see good things, and they will not stop bad things when they see them.

They don't care about Wang Kun, just like they didn't care about Su Muyin just now.

Two words, indifference!

On the beach side, Nalan Ruoxi and Nalan Ruyue hurried over and asked.

"What happened?"

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