He could only speak hard:

"Boy, I will make you pay the price tomorrow!"

Nanchen is not afraid at all.

“Waiting for…”

Shi Xiaojian, with anger, led several injured Maoshan disciples and left immediately.

When Taoist Simu saw everyone leaving, he came to Nanchen:

"Nanchen, you are not injured, are you?"

Nanchen shook his head:

"Uncle Master, I'm fine."

"Master, how could we get hurt? How could they be our opponents!"

Jiale spoke with a proud look on his face.

As a result, Taoist Simu directly came with a hammer.

Then, Mamadi also walked over.

He gave some advice to Nanchen and others:

"This old guy Shi Jian is very revenge. Please be careful, don't be too far away from us these two days."

Taoist Master Qianhe patted Nanchen on the shoulder, then followed Mamadi and Simu Taoist Master left, and went to drink and eat again.

After a while, two tables were set up here again.

This banquet is worthy of its kind.

At noon, I ate two tables.

However, Nanchen became the focus.

The Maoshan disciple coughed up blood with one punch, which attracted two seniors from the world to take action.

Many people have closely followed Nanchen's table.

Even, they inquired about the details of Nanchen and others.

At the same table, Zuo Sanqian was already extremely shocked.

He really didn't expect that Nan Chen and others would be so terrifying.

The wood long and short who were clamoring before and were the first to be the top, now they are shut up.

Just now, they all felt the powerful aura of Nanchen.

Although they were at the peak of the Yellow Level later, they did not think that Nanchen only had the peak of the Yellow Level, or even stronger.

But they can't guess how strong they are.

The banquet was in such a strange atmosphere.

But unexpectedly, it took a while.

Some fellow Taoist sects whom I don’t know at all.

He actually came to Nanchen's table with wine and toasted.
Chapter completed!