Didn't get beaten enough last time, and I still want to be beaten once?"

After saying that, Nanchen picked up the tea and took another sip.

Kato was very angry when he saw Nanchen so calm.

These days, he never wants to seek revenge on Nanchen for his arm cut.

But when he thought that the other party was an Oriental Onmyoji, he did not dare to act rashly.

Until the day before yesterday, they found a Fusang Onmyoji, who dared to come to Renjia Town this time.

They arrived in the afternoon and found some details with the mayor.

After dinner, he went straight to the charity house.

For the sake of revenge.

"Baga, speak wildly."

"Baga, I'm going to kill him immediately..."

As he said that, the two ronin in the lead pulled out the *** and were about to take action.

But another ronin stopped them:

"Kato, Kojiro, you are not your opponent, step back.

With Miyamoto Onmyoji here, he died and died…”

The two of them must have nodded violently:

"Hi!"

At the same time, the crowd gave in.

Then the Fusom Onmyoji who was about 1.6 meters tall.

Holding a wooden staff hanging on the wind chime, he walked up step by step.

When several people saw the young man, they seemed very respectful.

The Kato just now spoke respectfully:

"Miyamoto Onmyoji, they are..."

This is Japanese, and Nanchen doesn't understand it very well.

But when the ronin pointed at them, he also understood what he meant.

The Onmyoji nodded and walked a few more steps forward.

Then, he glanced coldly on the faces of Nanchen and the other two.

Then, a wooden stick in your hand was pestle on the ground.

In an instant, a sensation of energy vibrated, like ripples, constantly surging around.

Obviously, I want to give everyone a warning.

As this qi appeared, Nan Chen was slightly stunned.

By judging the strength of the Gangqi, Nanchen discovered the cultivation level of this Fusang Onmyoji.

He is actually weaker than him, only at the sixth level of the yellow level.

Nanchen smiled.

I thought the Fusang Onmyoji was so powerful, but it turned out that he was just a monk at the sixth level of the yellow level.

Although I don’t know how he broke the table five meters away, Daoxing was in front of me.

Nanchen's heart was instantly released back into his stomach.

Since the other party's cultivation is weaker than his, then there is no worry about life.

There is no need to call Dong Xiaoyu to come and help.
Chapter completed!