Chen Yao's tough attitude stunned Zhao Guang. Unexpectedly, in this sword City, someone dared not be afraid of himself after knowing that he was the son of the sword sect penalty elder who had been separated for many years.

The people around gathered more and more. Although Zhao Guang didn't come to the sword city for a long time, many people recognized Zhao Guang for his arrogance and arrogance in ordinary days.

So all the people talked about it for a while.

"Hey, isn't that evil childe Zhao Guang? I think the young swordsman opposite will suffer."

"Tut Tut, that's true. The disciples of the sword sect used to be so arrogant in our sword City, but they didn't dare to attack Zhao Guang, the famous evil childe. Who makes Zhao Guang's Lao Tzu the punishment elder of the sword sect? Who dares to provoke him?

"If you provoke an evil childe in this sword city and return to the sword sect, God knows how the punishment elders will punish them."

Many melon eating spectators gathered here.

Their words helped Zhao Guang's arrogance. He thought, my father is the punishment elder of Jianzong. I still need to be afraid of the disciples of Jianzong? Even if it's a true disciple, isn't it under the jurisdiction of my father? Didn't I blackmail several true disciples before? I don't care about this one more.

So he arrogantly said to Chen Yao.

"Just because of your stupidity, you need 2000 spirit stones to solve today's trouble, otherwise you won't want to go today."

Chen Yaowen shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"How could elder Zhao have such a wicked son like you? I can't bear it anymore. I'll teach you a lesson for your father today, or you'll lose your father's face."

Before Chen Yao finished his words, the whole person had disappeared.

The next moment, there was a loud slap of "Pa." in the field. Zhao Guang himself followed the applause and flew several feet sideways. He directly annoyed the table of a small stall next to him.

The noodle soup on the stall table directly drenched Zhao Guang's body and cried out. The whole person was like a drowned chicken.

"God, he beat Zhao Guang."

People in the field immediately burst the pot, which has never happened. This is the sword City, which is directly subordinate to the sword sect. The practitioners here are either sword sect disciples or subordinate to the vassal forces of the sword sect.

Is it crazy or foolish that someone dares to fight sword in sword city to punish the elder's son.

After Zhao Guang was slapped by Chen Yao, the foreign affairs disciple sun Chuan was directly out of his mind. It took a long time to say something to Chen Yao.

"Elder martial brother, you are in great trouble."

Then he turned around and ran away. Instead of running for his life, he went to find the foreign affairs elder of Jianzong's office in Jiancheng. He couldn't manage it. No matter where there was a problem, it was enough for him to fall on his head.

The sky is falling and a tall man is standing on it. I still have to inform the foreign affairs office first.

"Boy, how dare you hit me?"

Zhao Guang, who was slapped by Chen Yao, had several teeth knocked out by Chen Yao. After he got up from the ground, he roared at Chen Yao. It was also a leak in his speech and his speech was unclear.

"Hum"

Chen Yao did not say a word more, but directly responded to Zhao Guang's words with action.

His figure flashed. In the blink of an eye, he had come to Zhao Guang again and put his foot on Zhao Guang's chest.

"Click."

Although Chen Yao has suppressed his physical strength to a great extent, Zhao Guang's body is too fragile. He was kicked off several ribs by Chen Yao and directly collapsed a wall around him.

"Waste, you two waste want to see me killed?"

Zhao Guang's faint voice came out under the rubble.

The two guards who were stunned by Chen Yao returned to their senses at this time.

Chen Yao's speed is too fast. They have no time to respond. Chen Yao's moves and feet can be said to be done at one go, and the two guards should not have thought that at the foot of the sword sect, there are disciples of the sword sect who dare to fight against the son of the penalty elder of the sword sect. Is this boy stupid?

"You asked for it. You've wanted to fight with the disciples of the sword sect for a long time. Let me see how the swordsmanship of your disciples of the sword sect is."

While talking, the two sword practitioners of Hanshan sword sect, the younger one, stabbed Chen Yao with a sword.

If, on weekdays, a second-rate sword sect like Hanshan sword sect wants to walk around after meeting the disciples of the sword sect, how dare you attack the disciples of the sword sect?

But today, Zhao Guang has spoken. Even if something happens, someone will bear it. They also want to try the strength of Jianzong disciples.

It's a pity they lost their heads.

As the peak of Zhenwu realm, even if they sent all Zhenwu disciples from Hanshan sword sect, Chen Yao was not afraid, let alone the two now.

"I'll try it, too."

Another man from Hanshan sword sect couldn't help but fight. They attacked Chen Yao one after another.

"Kill him, kill him, I want him to die."

Zhao Guang showed his head in Wali. He even cried and cried. His nose was full of tears.

Chen Yao shook his head helplessly. Zhao Gongming was unfortunate enough to have such a son.

Watching Chen Yao face the joint attack of two disciples of Hanshan sword sect Zhenwu realm, he still stood in place without dodging.

The melon eaters around shook their heads.

"The boy looks good, but he doesn't have enough brains."

"The siege of two sword practitioners in Zhenwu territory will surely defeat him. I don't know if he can save his life."

"Don't you see that he has been scared silly? He even forgot to draw his sword."

Will a swordsman forget to draw his sword?

Perhaps some people will forget because of fear, but Chen Yao will not, because there is no word fear in Chen Yao's dictionary. Even in a powerful enemy, Chen Yao will resolutely light his sword and face difficulties.

The reason why he doesn't produce a sword now is very simple, because he has two Zhenwu disciples of Hanshan sword sect, and he hasn't been able to produce a sword himself.

"Clank."

The two sharp swords almost stabbed Chen Yao's chest and back at the same time, but as the two sharp swords stabbed Chen Yao, all the people present were stupid.

Because when the sword touched Chen Yao's body, it didn't hurt Chen Yaosi at all. Instead, it flashed a lot of sparks, just like stabbing gold and stone.

"What?"

The two swordsmen of Hanshan sword sect were shocked. They were both in Zhenwu territory. The other side unexpectedly shook their joint attack with their flesh without damage. Isn't the other side sword repair, but physical repair? But isn't he a disciple of the sword sect?

Just between two people lost their minds.

"Want to try my sword? You don't deserve it."

Chen Yao suddenly punched, one front and one back.