Time passed quickly. After about half an hour, everyone in the village came back one after another, and put all the wine in the wine jar in the middle of the gate of the village, about fifty jars. However, when he saw this scene, the middle-aged civil servant changed his face and looked a little unpleasant. He glanced at everyone in Linjia Village, and his long and oblique eyes suddenly became cold.

"That's it." The middle-aged civil servant looked at Lin Xishan aggressively with his long slanted eyes.

Lin Xishan felt a slump when he saw the middle-aged civil servant, and he secretly shouted, but he still bit the bullet and said with a smile—

"Sir, this is indeed all the wine in the village. Not only does the Xianren brew require difficult materials, but the brewing process is also complicated and cumbersome, and it takes a long time, and the yield is low. In addition, some tribute was paid at the end of the year, so there is not much wine in the village. I hope the adults understand it."

Lin Xishan bowed to the middle-aged civil servant, but his actions did not seem to be understood by the middle-aged civil servant, but instead made the latter's face even more gloomy.

"I understand that there are more than 100 families in the village, and there are only such a little wine. Can't the family even take out a jar of immortal wine? Do you think I'm still cheating, or is it easy to be a court? Well!" The middle-aged civil servant suddenly thought of Lin Xishan and glared at him, and a general trend directly pressed towards Lin Xishan. The middle-aged civil servant is a warrior. Although his cultivation is not high and he can only transform his strength, for an ordinary old man, Lin Xishan, this momentum is no less than that of Mount Tai.

"Ding...Ding..."

Lin Xishan's body became unstable and staggered back several steps, almost falling to the ground. If it weren't for the support of the men next to him, Lin Xishan would have fallen directly to the ground. This made people angry. A martial artist in the power made an embarrassing an old man, and all the people in Linjia Village glared.

"There is no alcohol in our village." Lin Ke shouted at the middle-aged civil servant, with a hint of unconcealed coldness in his big dark eyes, but this hint of coldness was seen by the middle-aged civil servant.

"At a young age, I still have evil thoughts, so I can't keep you." The middle-aged civil servant looked cold and slapped out his palm, and he was about to kill Lin Ke, because when he saw the cold light in Lin Ke's eyes, he suddenly felt a trembling feeling. Although he didn't know why a child's eyes made him do this, it also aroused his murderous intention. In the practice of not leaving any future troubles, he wanted to kill Lin Ke.

"No", "Stop", "Brother Lin Ke..."

Everyone's face changed drastically, and when the middle-aged civil servant took action, he slapped a big blue palm print and slapped Lin Ke, the vast trend was pressed down, and all the people in Linjia Village changed drastically. They had no doubt that when this palm fell, Lin Ke's small body would be crushed to pieces. However, facing this palm, Lin Ke's face seemed very calm, without panic or fear, and his dark eyes only had a kind of unwillingness and helplessness.

Lin Ke was not afraid of death, but he felt unwilling to die like this.

"Swish...ah!...puff!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and everyone felt a bright sword light flashing in front of them, more like a purple beam of light, which suddenly appeared and directly penetrated the palm of the middle-aged civil servant. Then, the beam penetrated his entire right arm along the palm of the middle-aged Wen Guang's palm and shot out from his right shoulder.

Blood splashed, accompanied by a shrill scream, the middle-aged civil servant staggered back more than ten steps and almost fell to the ground. Everyone was shocked. Even the soldiers led by the middle-aged civil servant were stunned for a long time before they came to their senses. Then they pulled out their blades and surrounded the middle-aged civil servants, looking at Ning Caichen vigilantly.

"Brother Ning", "Young Master Ning", "..."

Lin Ke, Lin Ke and Lin Xishan also looked at Ning Caichen, but Lin Ke and Lin Ke were big eyes dark and bright, with a hint of surprise. Lin Xishan looked at Ning Caichen with a kind of gratitude and a hint of worry. They had long speculated about Ning Caichen's identity, so Ning Caichen was not much shocked when he injured the middle-aged civil servant. However, the others in Linjia Village looked at Ning Caichen's eyes changed in an instant, with shock and awe. However, after seeing the middle-aged civil servant, he became worried again. Although Ning Caichen saved Lin Ke, Ning Caichen also injured the middle-aged civil servant, which was no less than offending the court. Once the court blamed the blame, they did not think that Ning Caichen could deal with the court. Therefore, after a brief period of happiness, the people in Linjia Village became worried and looked at Ning Caichen.

However, Ning Caichen did not care about the eyes of the people in Linjia Village, but looked at the middle-aged civil servant. The middle-aged civil servant was now covering his right shoulder with his left hand tightly. His whole arm was dyed red, and his face showed unbearable pain. The tendons and bones inside his entire right arm were shattered.

"You are looking for death. You dare to attack me. If you die, the court will blame you. If you can't get rid of your wings, it's not just you, but everyone in Linjia Village will die."

The middle-aged civil servant looked at Ning Caichen with resentment and said hoarsely, making all the people in Linjia Village pale.

"Court, you are talking about the Great Yan Dynasty." Hearing the middle-aged civil servant's words, Ning Caichen raised his lips and smiled. The next moment, he raised his hand directly.

"Dare you dare" This is the voice of the middle-aged civil servant. His face changed drastically because at this moment he felt a breath of death.

"Stop" and "Random!" These two voices came from the carriage at the end of the army.

"boom!"

Then, a huge aura as vast as a sea of ​​abyss swept over. If anyone only felt the sight in front of him dim, he saw a huge palm as big as a mountain pressing down on his head, as if he wanted to slap this place a palm to smash it.

"Please kill this thief by offering sacrifices."

The middle-aged civil servant looked overjoyed when he saw this because he knew who had sold it. It was the court worshipped by the imperial court that came with him this time, and the supreme existence of the realm of magical powers. His eyes showed surprise. His eyes looked at Ning Caichen and his eyes suddenly became happy. He was vaguely seeing Ning Caichen's broken bones under this palm.

Everyone in Linjia Village had already collapsed on the ground, and was captured by this trend, and were more scared. They were all ordinary people, but they had never seen such a strong man. Even immortals were just a general speech in their memory and were limited to legends.

Ning Caichen was as white as snow, standing there, but his face did not change much. He just slowly raised his head and looked at the huge palm pressed down above his head. The next moment, in everyone's horrified sight, the huge palm shattered directly in the air. At the same time, the carriage at the end of the army was also split into pieces, and a figure flew backwards, splashing bright red blood in the air.

The middle-aged civil servant's face froze, and he felt cold all over his body because she recognized the figure flying backwards, which was the priest who was high in his eyes.

"Puchi...uh!"

A string of blood beads fell, and the middle-aged civil servant's body stiffened. Then, he fell back weakly and smashed to the ground. At the center of his eyebrows, a bloodline the size of a thumb penetrated through his head, and there was still gurgling blood.

It was quiet, and the needle fell, as if the heaven and earth had lost their voice in an instant. The soldiers next to the middle-aged civil servants first stared at the body of the middle-aged civil servants lying on the ground, and then looked at Ning Caichen, but their eyes were filled with horror. They looked at Ning Caichen with a blade alert, but their bodies were retreating unconsciously. As for the people in Linjia Village, most of them had a blank expression and had not yet fully come to their senses, because they were already stunned by the scene just now. What happened between the flash stones of the electric switch was completely beyond the perception of ordinary people, and only Lin Ke looked at Ning Caichen's back with a pair of eyes.

"Cough! Cough!"

Ning Jing was broken, and a figure crawled out of the ruins. It was the figure who had just flew backwards from the carriage. The worship of the Great Yan Dynasty, a warrior in the realm of martial arts and magical powers. This was a middle-aged man in a black robe, but he looked very embarrassed at the moment, with his hair covered in skinny mountains and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

The middle-aged man got up and walked up to look at Ning Caichen, but there was no resentment or grudge in his eyes. Some were just frightened. Next to the man, there was also a young man in a white brocade robe. The young man looked over twenties, handsome, extraordinary, noble, and a strong aura. He was not weaker than the middle-aged man. He was also a master of martial arts and magical powers. He stood side by side with the middle-aged man and looked at Ning Caichen in surprise.
Chapter completed!