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Chapter six hundred and sixty-eight: Yang Gang!

Yang Gang raised his sword and directly stood the big sword between Xiao Chen and the shopkeeper.

Although the person he talked to was the shopkeeper, the person he really wanted to threaten was Xiao Chen!

"Brother Yang Gang, no, sorry... This guest official has already agreed." The shopkeeper said timidly.

"Discussed? Did you negotiate?"

Yang Gang stared at Xiao Chen with his eyes as big as a light bulb.

But soon, he discovered Feng Ling'er standing behind Xiao Chen.

"Oh, you're bringing a beautiful girl to the inn? Haha, boy, the inn at the city gate is not a place to settle down. If you want to enjoy the comfort, you have found the wrong place!" Yang Gang shouted at Xiao Chen carelessly.

Finally, he pretended to be a good person and said, "So I am also helping you, I'll ask for this room for you!"

"Haha, sorry."

Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said, "What are we here for? You don't need to worry about it. Since I have decided to check in at the inn, it will not change."

When Yang Gang heard this, he frowned: "What's wrong with you? Do you not listen to the advice? Or do you say... you don't even know who I am?!"

"Haha, why do I know who you are?" Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Customer..."

At this time, the shopkeeper quickly advised Xiao Chen with kind words: "Yang Gang is a disciple of the alien sect in Xuyang City. He has great strength and a bad temper. He has caused trouble in Xuyang City a lot! But the alien sect is in charge of Xuyang City's martial arts business, and everyone has no choice but to do anything to him. Even if the disciples from Tianhu Holy Land come, they have to talk to him kindly!"

"snort!"

Yang Gang heard the shopkeeper's advice.

However, he did not interrupt, and he put the big knife on his shoulder as if he was very enjoying it, proudly putting it on his shoulder.

"Okay, I understand." Xiao Chen nodded to the shopkeeper.

Then Yang Gang glanced at Xiao Chen lazyly: "So you know what to do?"

"I know, I didn't expect it to be Brother Yang from a different sect. I'm so disrespectful." Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Disrespect? Hahaha! Forget it, I won't pursue your rudeness before. But if you really feel embarrassed..."

Yang Gang said halfway, deliberately paused, and then fell on Feng Ling'er's body.

"You can leave, but this beauty can go to the inn room and talk to me more?"

A glimmer of light appeared in Yang Gang's eyes. Obviously, he had already developed evil intentions towards Feng Ling'er.

But just when he wanted to reach out to touch Feng Ling'er, Xiao Chen grabbed Yang Gang's wrist directly.

"Boy, what do you mean? Do you want to give me a shame?" Yang Gang's tone was already filled with obvious anger.

However, Xiao Chen said disapprovingly: "Brother Yang Gang, you may have misunderstood. I said that I was disrespectful before, but I just gave you a different family face. When did I say that I would give you the inn room? Come first and then arrive, that's my priority."

"You...you actually fooled me!" Yang Gang's eyes were so angry that his eyes widened.

He subconsciously wanted to break free and then punched Xiao Chen.

But as soon as he exerted force, he found that his wrist seemed to be locked, and his spiritual power could not be gathered.

"It's not that I'm playing tricks on you, I just don't have so much time to talk nonsense to you." Suddenly, Xiao Chen pushed Yang Gang gently and pushed him back a few steps, and he almost couldn't even hold the big knife in his hand!

"Ha, I didn't expect to be a monk? Since that's the case, then I, Yang Gang, won't be polite to you!"

As soon as these words were said, Yang Gang would never be polite to Xiao Chen again.

At this time, the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Realm's strength gathered onto both hands.

Yang Gang swung the big sword directly and rushed towards Xiao Chen, as if he had the momentum of force to cut across Mount Hua!

"Master..." Feng Ling'er looked at Xiao Chen with some concern.

However, Xiao Chen pulled her behind and smiled relaxedly: "Treating such a reckless man is just to exercise his muscles and bones."

Bang!

The sound of a big knife slashing through the wind came to my ears.

Yang Gang yelled angrily: "Boy, go to death!"

But Xiao Chen was not moved at all, but just when the big sword was less than a few centimeters away, he closed his hands and accurately clamped the big sword. No matter how hard Yang Gang used, he could not cut the big sword on Xiao Chen's body.

"If you have this little strength, you should practice in the foreign sect as soon as possible. The strong dragon does not suppress the local snake. It is for Xuyang City to be the only one who can see the foreign sect. I will give you a last chance."

Xiao Chen said lightly, then kicked Yang Gang backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Then, Xiao Chen threw away the big knife with his hands and inserted it directly in front of Yang Gang.

"hiss!"

Everyone in the inn took a breath.

In this huge Xuyang City, there are not many people who dare to attack Yang Gang, and there are only a handful of people who can beat Yang Gang.

But they witnessed Xiao Chen knocking Yang Gang down with his own eyes, and he looked very relaxed.

You know, Yang Gang himself is already in the Heavenly Realm. Xiao Chen can achieve such a field... How strong is he?

"Get out." Xiao Chen turned around and greeted Feng Ling'er and prepared to go to the inn room.

"Opportunity? When did I, Yang Gang, ask you to give me a chance? Death for me!"

Suddenly, Yang Gang got up from the ground with a carp.

He can still have such strength after being hit so hard. It seems that his strength is really different from that of ordinary people.

However, this time, Yang Gang did not go to get the big knife, but waved his fists to attack Xiao Chen.

Through the previous fight, Yang Gang also learned that Xiao Chen was a cultivator who was not weaker than him.

In the battle between monks, ordinary weapons like big swords can play a very small role.

The absolute collision of spiritual power is the key to the decision of victory and defeat among monks!

"Master, be careful!"

Almost as Feng Ling'er shouted for a reminder, Xiao Chen turned his head suddenly and accurately clenched Yang Gang's fists.

"What?" Yang Gang opened his eyes wide.

He felt that his fists were clamped by an iron gate, and he couldn't get it away no matter how hard he used it.

"It's a pity that you didn't cherish this opportunity."

Xiao Chen stared at Yang Gang's eyes coldly. As soon as all his palms were exerting force, Yang Gang suddenly heard four cracked shouts.

He only heard a click from his wrist, and then he no longer felt any sense of his fist.

Yang Gang couldn't believe that Xiao Chen actually dared to destroy his hands!

The sound of pain came one after another, one after another.
Chapter completed!
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