"I am a disciple of the other sect and a ghost-faced monk, please give me some advice."

The ghost-faced monk opened the folding fan and narrowed his eyes slightly at Xiao Chen, with a smile on his face, but his smile was very stiff, just like a mask.

If the Ghost-faced Cultivator appears and is spread to Xuyang City, I am afraid that many people will be shocked.

Because the Ghost Face Cultivator is a younger generation who was focused on being trained by the alien sect. This person is talented and powerful. If the news was not heard by other forces and leaked out, the alien sect might have secretly trained the Ghost Face Cultivator into a talent and would never allow him to appear.

The so-called strange sect actually does not have special sect skills or unique skills. They only have one requirement for collecting people, that is, possessing strange secret techniques.

Disciples like Yang Gang are obviously valued by foreigners because of their infinite power.

However, even he was arranged by the alien sect to be a servant, and with Yang Gang's unconvinced personality, he was soon impressed by the ghost-faced monk.

However, Xiao Chen had never heard of such a person. After all, since he entered the upper realm, the people he met were at the level of the five holy lands. As for the other people... they either had memories from Qi Xu or from ancient gods.

Being the son of Fu today is really unavailable in front of him.

But Xiao Chen did not relax his vigilance because of this, but instead looked at the ghost-faced monk with interest.

Although this person's face was strange and even the smile on his face was extremely stiff, judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power only revealed in his body, he was at least a cultivator at the level of the Yuanshen Realm.

Such strength made Xiao Chen’s business accident.

You should know that even the pride of heaven in the five holy lands is only at the primordial realm.

Even the saints of the five holy lands are only one level higher than him.

It seems that the forces outside the five holy lands are indeed crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and there are many talents. This time, it is indeed a good choice to gather other forces outside the holy land.

"Haha, please give me advice. That's how I kick the door?" Xiao Chen smiled indifferently.

He looked at Feng Ling'er. The girl was shocked by the sound of kicking the door just now.

Now looking at Yang Gang who was aggressive, he hurriedly hid behind Xiao Chen.

"No, no, I'm sorry! Our ghost young master came to you personally to give you a face. Don't toast or not eat or punish you!" Yang Gang scolded Xiao Chen.

The ghost-faced monk stopped Yang Gang with a smile and said to Xiao Chen: "My friend, we have something to say, why should we be so arrogant? He even scared the little girl."

The ghost-faced cultivator glanced at Feng Ling'er, and Feng Ling'er whispered to Xiao Chen: "Master, I feel that this person... is even more terrifying than the one who has the big sword before!"

Xiao Chen waved his hand at Feng Ling'er, saying that he didn't have to worry. But her intuition was indeed correct, and the real danger did not appear on the surface.

"Oh? What do you want to say well?" Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

"For example, the conflict between you and me is just because of this room? If you give up the room, I will return the room fee to you in full, only the amount is the same. What do you think?"

As he said that, the Ghost-faced monk took out a bag of gold coins and handed them to Xiao Chen.

However, before Xiao Chen could reach out to pick it up, the Ghost-faced monk threw the bag directly on the ground.

He pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, sorry, I'm too tired at night and don't have much strength. I'd like to ask my friend to pick it up by myself."

Just where they were standing now, if Xiao Chen went to pick it up, he would be bowing his head and bent down to the ghost-faced monk!

Anyone with a slightly normal mind can see that the Ghost Face Cultivator definitely wants to humiliate Xiao Chen.

However, Xiao Chen had no intention of picking up the gold coins, and even ran through the five holy places. How could he still lack this money?

"No need, you don't need to be short of money, and I don't need to be short of money. I'll settle this room." Xiao Chen said calmly.

A fierce light flashed in the corner of the Ghost Face Cultivator's eyes: "It seems that this friend is not going to give me Ghost Face Cultivator a face?"

"hehe."

When Xiao Chen heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "Ghost-faced monk? I'm so embarrassed. If I hadn't arrived in Xuyang City for the first time, I wouldn't have known that there was such a person."

"oh?"

The face of the ghost-faced monk was already extremely ugly. In this huge Xuyang City, no one respected him when he heard the ghost-faced monk? But Xiao Chen said this, which also brought him good news.

Since this person is an outsider, it means that he has no background. Even if he has it, the forces in other places may not be stronger than those in other places.

After all, everyone knows the principle that a strong dragon does not defeat a local snake.

"It seems that my friend doesn't listen to good advice and insists on tearing his face off?"

Thinking of this, the Ghost-faced monk finally stopped being polite to Xiao Chen.

I saw him retracting the folding fan, and the fluctuations of spiritual power began to spread on his palms.

"If you want to fight, why bother with such verbal slap?"

Xiao Chen gave Feng Ling'er behind him a look and signaled her to take two steps back.

"Master, be careful..." Feng Ling'er nodded and pressed against the wall.

Almost at the same time, the ghost-faced monk injected spiritual power into the folding fan, and then his body flashed, stabbing towards Xiao Chen as if holding a dagger!

"Interesting, you actually use a folding fan as a weapon?"

Xiao Chen flashed sideways and easily avoided the attack of the ghost-faced monk.

But the folding fan in the hand of the ghost-faced monk suddenly twisted and attacked Feng Ling'er directly!

In his fighting rules, as long as he can win, he will have no choice but to do anything!

"Ah!" Feng Ling'er was so scared that she couldn't help but exclaim. She felt the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power, which made her unable to help but close her eyes.

But after a while, the folding fan did not hit any part of her body.

Instead, the ghost-faced monk shouted in surprise: "How is that possible?!"

Gradually opening his eyes, Feng Ling'er saw that Xiao Chen had just used two fingers to clamp the folding fan of the ghost-faced monk.

"Ha, how is it impossible?"

Xiao Chen injected the force into the folding fan and pushed it hard. The ghost-faced monk took several steps back and almost withdrew from the room, and finally gained a foothold.

"Your strength...is actually stronger than I thought?"

At this time, the ghost-faced monk had to become serious.

Although he did not see through Xiao Chen's strength, being able to block his sudden attack on Feng Ling'er just now means that Xiao Chen will not lose to him in terms of strength level or practical experience.
Chapter completed!