, Tianxing Medical Lord     !

The strong man is named Ping Honglin. He has a very strong figure. If measured by the standards of the world, his height is definitely not inferior to Yao Ming. He has wide arms and round waists, and is much stronger than Yao Ming. There seems to be two sharp lights in his eyes!

At this moment, he came to Chen Feiyu's table with a long knife, slapped the long knife on the table with a "snake", and sneered: "Little brother is very rich, why not take it out and ask your brothers to have a drink?"

Chen Feiyu could tell at a glance that the strength of this strong man had reached the "innate" realm, much more powerful than Chen Yongming.

Moreover, there were three people on the table where the strong man came, each of whom had the strength of the "innate" realm. Even if Chen Yuchang and Chen Yongming and his brother were on the same side, they were afraid they would not be the opponent of the other four.

Chen Yongming could not see the gap in strength between the enemy and us. Seeing Ping Honglin so arrogant, he immediately became angry, clenched the hilt of the sword, and sneered: "Do you want to blackmail or rob?"

"Young brother is wrong. Aren't you short of money? It's not a big deal for you to invite some brothers to have a few drinks of wine?"

Ping Honglin laughed, looked at Chen Yuchang again, and continued, "By the way, our brothers are old bachelors who have been fighting for decades. Why not be as good as this beautiful lady? Go to our table to have a drink together and let us taste the taste of women."

As soon as these words came out, the people in the teahouse burst into laughter.

The three people at Ping Honglin nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's the best."

One of the three was a monk, who clasped his hands together and smiled and said, "Amitabha, if this female donor can give charity in the body, it is a great merit. In the future, he will definitely be reborn in the Pure Land and enjoy happiness forever."

The people in the teahouse laughed even more presumptuously.

Chen Yuchang's pretty face and eyebrows were standing up, cold as if it was frosty, and she was already extremely angry. However, she had never cursed people since she was a child. Even if she was so angry that she trembled all over, she would only curse the simplest swear words: "Shameless!"

Chen Yongming's face turned red even more angry, and he suddenly stood up and pulled out his sword: "I dare to tease Sister Chang. Even if you apologize today, it's not over. Do you dare to go out with me to gesture with me!"

"Of course it's not over. Such a young fat sheep and such a beautiful little girl, of course, I have to play for a while." Ping Honglin laughed, picked up the long knife on the table, and came outside the teahouse.

Chen Yongming was about to walk out with the sword, and Chen Yuchang whispered: "Be careful."

"Don't worry, Sister Chang, a mere mountain man doesn't take it in my eyes."

Chen Yongming looked proud and jumped out of the teahouse, stood opposite Ping Honglin, and pointed at the other party with his sword: "I dare to speak dirty words in front of Sister Chang. Today I will use your blood to make you feel the deepest regret."

Chen Yuchang nodded, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's worthy of being Ming. It's true that he has the momentum and has not embarrassed the Chen family."

Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled. Although Chen Yongming was not weak, he was not Ping Honglin's opponent. The more he said, the more ruthless he would end up being defeated by Ping Honglin later.

"Why are you laughing at?" Chen Yuchang frowned, very displeased.

Chen Feiyu took another sip of tea and said slowly: "Your brother Ming, I'm afraid you will be taught to be a human being if you don't use three moves."

"Impossible. My brother has reached the 'half-step innate' realm, and he has a lot of experience in the Chen family's swordsmanship. Even if I can only win ten moves outside to defeat him. How could a great man beat my brother within three moves? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

Chen Yuchang snorted, very dissatisfied with Chen Feiyu, and then scolded: "You are still surnamed Chen, but you actually poured cold water on the people of our family."

Chen Feiyu laughed in silence. Is this OK?

Outside the teahouse, Ping Honglin also raised his long knife and said with a gloomy face: "Boy, be careful that his tongue will be flashed when he speaks too much. I will not be able to lick it later."

Everyone burst into laughter again.

"Die!"

Chen Yongming's angry face turned red, and in an instant, his sword attacked Ping Honglin, with his moves very exquisite.

The sword shadow flashed for it.

The sword sounded stirred up by it.

Chen Yuchang nodded with greater satisfaction: "It seems that Brother Ming is already quite excited about his swordsmanship."

Chen Feiyu looked slightly and shook his head again.

From the perspective of a master of swordsmanship like him, Chen Yongming's sword moves have too many loopholes and too big flaws. Not only does it have nothing to do with the word "subtle" but it is also not enough to be on the table.

Of course, for others, Chen Yongming's sword moves are indeed the word exquisite.

Chen Yuchang naturally noticed Chen Feiyu's expression and snorted, becoming more and more dissatisfied.

"You little face have some skills, but that's all."

Ping Honglin laughed to the sky, actually ignored Chen Yongming's exquisite sword moves, raised his long sword high, and slashed straight towards the direction where Chen Yongming rushed.

Suddenly, a strong and rapid sword energy broke through the air!

Use strength to break the tricks!

Chen Yongming's face changed slightly. The power of this sword alone was above his imagination.

Even if Dao Gang was still a little far away from him, he felt dizzy and shortness of breath, obviously being impacted by Dao Gang's aura!

Only then did he realize that the other party's strength was above him!

Chen Yongming was shocked and helpless, so he could only concentrate all his strength at one point and waved his sword to face the sword.

The next moment, swords and swords intersect.

Chen Yongming used all his strength to block Ping Honglin's sword energy, but he was also hit by the violent force of the sword energy. He groaned, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he took several steps back.

Suddenly, Chen Yuchang exclaimed.

Ping Honglin took this opportunity and rushed to Chen Yongming and slashed it again with a heavy knife.

Before Chen Yongming could stand firm, he could only push his sword to fight back again, spitting blood in his mouth, and flew backwards to the ground.

Before Chen Yongming could react, a chill came from his neck, and Ping Honglin had already held a long knife on his neck.

As Chen Feiyu said, three moves failed!

Ping Honglin laughed and said, "Young man, it seems that your skills in your hands are not as good as your mouth."

Everyone in the teahouse laughed.

Chen Yongming's face turned red.

"stop!"

Chen Yuchang exclaimed, stood up with a "Teng", pulled out the soft whip from his waist, and was about to rescue Chen Yongming.

Suddenly, the three remaining people at Ping Honglin all attacked Chen Yuchang.

These three people are all powerful people in the "innate" realm, and each of them is not as strong as Chen Yuchang.

Chen Yuchang was shocked and quickly waved his whip to the enemy, and was beaten to the point of being in a hurry.

Suddenly, with a "click" sound, affected by the remnant force of their battle, the table in front of Chen Feiyu suddenly shattered, and even the tea and side dishes on the table were dripping all over the floor.
Chapter completed!