105 I am your master

Gui Tong actually wanted to see Ji Chen get angry because he was jealous of him.

But when he saw Ji Chen slamming the table in anger, he was frightened.

But he was the Demon Lord, and he couldn't show his wife's control in public, especially in front of Li Yuan.

So he just said: "Let's forget about double cultivation today. I suddenly lost interest."

This made Ji Chen feel better, and he felt relieved.

But when someone is happy, someone else is sad.

Nangong Suo was very unhappy.

He thought he was going to be with the Demon Lord, but the cooked duck flew away, so he was of course not happy.

Moreover, he took out all his anger on Ji Chen who prevented them from double cultivation.

The warm face immediately turned cold, and the look he gave Ji Chen was filled with viciousness, "You just said that you and His Highness the Demon Lord are a master and disciple relationship? You are his disciple?"

Disciple?

Ji Chen felt amused and really wanted to say to him: I am your master.

But Ji Chen did not deny the misunderstanding, and admitted it generously: "So what?"

As a result, the other party became even more aggressive, and mocked him openly: "How could His Highness the Demon Lord accept a waste like you as his disciple? You don't even have spiritual roots, and you look so vulgar, and there is not a single good thing in your body."

"No wonder His Highness the Demon Lord looks down on you and doesn't want to practice dual cultivation with you. You still have the courage and face to yell here in anger?"

He said this with his back to Gui Tong, because Gui Tong was standing behind him. Both of them were standing facing Ji Chen and had left the coffee table.

Ji Chen was still standing by the coffee table. After listening to Nangong Suo's words, he was not very angry, but a little worried about him.

Because, Ji Chen saw that Gui Tong's bloodshot eyes narrowed slightly but then brightened up, which was a signal that he wanted to kill someone.

No one in this scene just now could have provoked him, and the only possible person was Nangong Suo.

Ji Chen suddenly felt doubly happy, even happier than drinking a suppository. (Suppositories cannot be drunk, this is a metaphor for not trying, of course the bottom can be drunk~)

He knew that Gui Tong was deliberately pretending to anger him just now.

Haha, this bastard can also play this?

I don't know who taught him.

As he was in a good mood, Ji Chen suddenly wanted to let this arrogant prince live a little longer.

Ji Chen bent down, moved close to the ear of Li Yuan, who was still sitting next to him as if watching a play, and asked in a low voice: "What is this person practicing?"

"Immortality." Li Yuan replied.

"That's not what I'm asking. Is he a sword practitioner?"

"Yes."

After all, he is the prince, and Li Yuan has already figured out his background. "It seems that he is from Wuji Sect, but I don't know who his master is."

Ji Chen actually just wanted to get the answer "sword practitioner".

With this answer, Ji Chen was relieved.

The moves of sword practitioners in the world are all evolved and improved from his own swordsmanship.

Especially since he is from Wuji Sect, which is the sect of his eldest disciple, and most of what he learned are his own things.

After asking these, Ji Chen straightened his waist, with a smile on his face, and looked at Nangong Suo with ease: "You just said I was a waste, right?"

"Aren't you?" Nangong Suo didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Then do you dare to let me take three moves?"

Ji Chen said confidently: "If I am killed by you within three moves, it is what I deserve. But if you can't even touch a hair of mine within three moves, how about kneeling at the door of the building and shouting three times 'I am a waste'?"

"Hehe, you are really interesting." Nangong Suo sneered with his arms crossed, looking down on Ji Chen.

That look was full of extreme contempt.

"Don't dare to gamble?" Ji Chen was really afraid that he didn't dare, and he reminded him: "You can use a sword."

"Then you are dead!"

Nangong Suo finished speaking, and his sword had been transformed into his right hand.

The sword is a first-class and top-grade sword, and it is made of the same material as "Nian Chen", both are cold white abyss stone.

Then this will be more beneficial to me, Ji Chen thought in his heart.

Because since he used such a sword with extremely strong ice attribute, it means that the opponent also has water spiritual roots.

Ji Chen looked at the opponent holding the sword and said fearlessly: "Come on."

Nangong Suo did not reply.

He was naturally disdainful of Ji Chen's attitude.

He dared to be so calm when his death was approaching, thinking that his fusion period was cultivated in vain.

In a flash, Nangong Suo concentrated his mind and slashed at Ji Chen with a sword -

because he looked down on Ji Chen, the first sword that Nangong Suo swung did not use much spiritual power at all, it was just a very ordinary sword energy without attributes.

Ji Chen had no spiritual power in his body, and there was no spiritual stone to help this time.

But even if he had nothing, he could not stop him from being a prediction monster.

Before Nangong Suo drew his sword, Ji Chen judged the power and timing of his sword move from the way he held the sword and gathered his spirit.

Just when the extremely powerful sword energy was about to hit Ji Chen, Ji Chen suddenly dodged to the side! In

an instant, the sword energy passed by Ji Chen with a whistling sound, just brushing his hair.

Ji Chen had a perfect grasp of the timing, and fortunately, his hair was tied up so that the sword energy did not touch him.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was not good enough, he would have reacted faster, and it would have been impossible for it to just brush past him.

Although the sword energy did not hurt Ji Chen, a loud "clang" sound was heard, as if the whole space was shaking.

Then, the entire solid wall behind Ji Chen was chopped into pieces by the sword energy like tofu!

Countless bricks and tiles flew everywhere, raising a cloud of dust, and the scene was terrifying.

The originally smooth wall has now turned into a pile of ruins. The boss ran over with distress, and when he saw that it was the prince who destroyed the wall, he didn't say a word.

Anyway, in the end, it was the major shareholder Nangong Qing who paid the money, and he was just a small shareholder.

Li Yuan, who was still sitting and watching the excitement attentively, noticed that the boss was coming over, and hurriedly greeted him, "Do you have any sunflower seeds? Bring me a plate."

The boss obviously knew Li Yuan, and looked at him with contempt, but still turned around to serve him the sunflower seeds. There was

such a big commotion upstairs, even a wall was broken, it was impossible not to alarm other guests.

All the people who were sitting in the lobby on the first floor looked over here.

And all the people who were repairing their double rooms upstairs came out, stood by the railing, and looked down from above to see what was happening below.

Everyone couldn't stop talking.

"Hey, isn't this Prince Yaxiu always the most low-key? How come he would conflict with others?"

"Could it be that someone wants to pick a fight with him again, and he disagrees, so a fight breaks out?"

"He is in the late stage of fusion, and is considered to be the one with the highest cultivation among the Yaxiu here. There are not many guests who are higher than him, so who can beat him?"

"It seems to be that boy who is confronting him."

"That boy without spiritual roots? He must be crazy."