It is said that this person is good at swordsmanship and has extremely strong abilities. He is indifferent and obsessed with Taoism and swords and ignores the world.

"In the grand cultivation ceremony, there is a time to show off your skills, so why rush to compete today?" Zhuang Ming chuckled and responded.

"There are too many rules in the grand practice ceremony, so how can we have fun by competing on our own?" Chen Feiyun said coldly.

"This is the King's City of Da Chu, not a place for fighting." Zhuang Ming said: "When it comes to skills, you and I can let go. Once the Taoism spreads, we can cover half of the King's City. The Royal Guards will not tolerate this fight between you and me. Fight.”

"When your cultivation has reached the level of you and me, you can freely adjust your abilities. The assessment of your ability has never been about whether whose Taoist power spreads more widely." Chen Feiyun said: "You and I have restrained ourselves and only competed for our abilities. There are limitations.

In one hospital, it can be done as far as possible without harming lives, that's all."

"But I don't want to take action." Zhuang Ming smiled.

"It's not up to you."

Chen Feiyun's tone suddenly turned cold.

Boom!

The courtyard door exploded with a bang!

But I saw a young man in a light yellow gown approaching with a sword in hand, his expression cold to the extreme.

"Be bold!"

Zhenyue took a step forward, his blood boiling, and he pressed forward.

Zhuang Ming nodded towards the visitor with a smile and said, "Zhenyue is my follower. If you want to challenge me, let him lie down first."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Ming waved his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the room.

Chen Feiyun's face suddenly turned cold.

Even though he is obsessed with swordsmanship, he also has his pride.

He is ranked fifth on the list of outstanding people, so he is so high-minded that he dares to regard Chen Feiyun as if he is nothing?

He's just a follower and you want to get rid of him?

"Let's see if Chen Moujian picks you as a follower and then competes with you."

Chen Feiyun raised his sword and saw a ray of light condensed on his sword, which was so condensed that it looked like frost.

Zhenyue's expression remained indifferent, he only followed the tone and speaking method taught by Yue Ting, held his head high and spoke in a deep voice.

"Except for the handsome young man, no one in this world can be more arrogant than me!"

"Come here first and see how many punches you can take from me?"
Chapter completed!