“From now on, I’ll be a disciple of the Solemn Sword Sect, right?” Liu Niuzhi looked at the old man and asked indifferently.

The old man had a very complicated expression, nodded, and then rushed towards the place where the disciple surnamed Tang was, wanting to see how he was injured.

I saw that he urged the aura and wrapped the body of the disciple surnamed Tang.

After some examination, he found that the injury was so serious that he would need to rest for at least a few months to improve.

The disciple surnamed Tang looked painful, not only physically, but also mentally.

He looked at Yuan Qiaolan in the distance, and found that she was now looking at Liu Niuzhi intently, and his face suddenly turned dark again, thinking that this time he was completely embarrassed in front of his goddess.

Immediately, he glared at Liu Niuzhi again, and he vowed to make this culprit pay a terrible price!

Liu Niuzhi didn’t intend to stop there, but saw him jump lightly, jumped off the arena, and slowly walked towards the man surnamed Tang, looking idle, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.

“I remember someone putting down his bold words and saying that if he loses, he will quit the Solemn Sword Sect, shouldn’t this person be shameless and disagree?” Liu Niuzhi shouted loudly, for fear that others would not hear.

The man surnamed Tang’s pupils shrank when he heard this, and he wanted to say something, but his mouth trembled and he couldn’t speak.

The old man also frowned slightly on the side, he saw the appearance of the man surnamed Tang and had already concluded that there was indeed such a thing.

“Little friend, what’s your name? From today onwards, you will be an inner disciple of our solemn sword sect. The old man diverted the topic and asked, looking at Liu Niuzhi with a pair of deep old eyes.

Liu Niuzhi smiled slightly when he heard this, thinking that this was a good opportunity to make a name for himself, so he directly turned to the onlookers and coughed twice with a serious face.

“Ahem.”

Liu Niuzhi stood majestically and shouted, “Under the name Chen Pingan, the future sword god!” ”

????? All the onlookers, including the old man and Yuan Qiaolan, were shocked by his words, and suddenly the entire area was silent, as if time and space had frozen.

The old man looked at Liu Niuzhi with a complicated expression, and he also felt that Liu Niuzhi looked extraordinary, but from the sword he swung just now, he could see that he didn’t know anything about kendo, and he completely relied on brute force to casually wave and defeated the man surnamed Tang.

So why did he dare to make such a statement?

Yuan Qiaolan also looked at Liu Niuzhi with a look of disdain, feeling that he was just talking fast.

In her heart, there was only one person who was recognized by her kendo talent, that is, Mu Le, the sword son of the solemn sword school, who was only twenty-seven years old, and had already reached the ninth level of the monarch realm, and the kendo talent was extremely strong, and the entire Taisui Dynasty was unparalleled.

In a month, he will definitely be able to win the first place in the Taisui Dynasty Tianjiao competition.

Thinking of this Yuan Qiaolan’s cheeks showing a slight red, she immediately shook her head.

“Just by you, too?”

“Bah!”

“Arrogant, one day you will pay the price.”

The disciples finally returned to their senses, and they cursed Liu Niuzhi, and their faces were flushed with anger.

Seeing this, Liu Niuzhi’s heart blossomed.

Scold, scold, the more you scold.

The happier I am.

It is best to pass directly to the ears of the strongest Tianjiao of your solemn sword sect, and then come to me, he.

Liu Niuzhi’s mind was open, and his mind was full of thoughts, and he had already begun to fantasize about how he would earn face.

“You don’t want to go up and compare them? You bunches will only shout below. Liu Niuzhi also began to shout and scold them with his throat, and his momentum was not weaker than them.

“At the very least, I dare to state my goals, and you guys?”

“You will only look at the woman straight and can’t walk.”

Liu Niuzhi spoke more and more vigorously, and with a pause, the crowd of onlookers were speechless.

I saw that the faces of the onlookers were flushed, and their bodies couldn’t stop trembling with anger, clenching their teeth and glaring angrily at Liu Niuzhi.

[The detection of the host made the onlookers feel stunned and collapsed, and the total number of face points was rewarded. ] Liu

Niuzhi couldn’t help but grin when he heard this, and he was numb.

He really regretted that he didn’t come here earlier, if he had come here earlier, he would already have the strength to go to Zhongzhou now.

Yuan Qiaolan really couldn’t bear it, thinking that this Chen Pingan actually dared to connote her three times and twice, and these onlooker disciples were like Yumu’s head one by one, and he was so stunned that he had nothing to say.

“Are you enough?” She glared at Liu Niuzhi and said coldly, and the voice containing spiritual energy clearly reached Liu Niuzhi’s ears.

Liu Niuzhi stopped smiling and turned to look at her.

Yuan Qiaolan continued to say coldly, “Although you defeated Junior Brother Tang and became an inner disciple of our Zhiyu Sword Sect, why are you so wild and unsightly?

“Do you know what the word sword god means to our sword cultivation disciples?”

“How could it have allowed you to make such a big fuss?”

She criticized Liu Niuzhi coldly, and her aura was full of energy, as if the aura of justice had been blessed on her head.

The onlookers also raised their heads at once when they heard this, and the indignation in their eyes rushed towards Liu Niuzhi.

“That’s right, the word sword god is also something you can blaspheme?”

“Even our solemn sword sect sword son Mu Le does not dare to say so, you are also worthy, you have the ability to fight with our sword.”

Liu Niuzhi ignored this group of clowns who could only shout, and still looked at Yuan Qiaolan.

“Huh.”

Liu Niuzhi smiled and looked at her without the slightest timidity.

“Don’t pretend to be a Virgin, okay?” Liu Niuzhi said such a sentence playfully.

When everyone heard this, their eyes widened, and Liu Niuzhi actually dared to talk to the princess of the Taisui Dynasty like this.

There was a dead silence as soon as these words came out.

The whole space seemed to be cold.

I saw that Yuan Qiaolan’s honorable face was cold to the extreme, and she couldn’t believe that Chen Pingan in front of her dared to talk to her like this.

No one even dared to speak to her like this since she was a child, except her father and her brother.

“You say it again?” The cold and arrogant voice to the extreme came into Liu Niuzhi’s ears.

Liu Niuzhi’s face was also cold when he heard this, and he especially hated that others spoke to him with such a condescending demeanor and tone.

So he repeated again: “I said don’t pretend to be the Virgin, okay?” Yuan

Qiaolan was so angry that her silver teeth gritted, a trace of killing intent appeared in her eyes, and said coldly: “You will pay the price.”

When the words fell, she turned around and left, not arguing with Liu Niuzhi again.

She will definitely make Liu Niuzhi pay, otherwise anyone dares to blaspheme the royal family, this is too old dynasty or not their Yuan family’s world?

When Liu Niuzhi saw her go, he didn’t say more, and cut it with a look of disgust.

The last thing he fears is threats.

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