Chapter 1969 Shot (Part Two)

"Sigh..., who wouldn't want to do this, but it's a pity that these guys are scattered in every level of the sky. There are not many in the ninth level, and most of them are in the lower third level. Who has the patience to find these guys."

"If I become the suzerain, I will definitely send away all the guys who ascended in the sect, and treat our place as some kind of place, and anyone can come in. It's really abominable!"

"Haha, if you want to be the suzerain, wait another hundred years. Your old man is still alive and well. It's not your turn."

"Don't be in a hurry, there is always a chance." A clear voice said with a smile: "Anyway, it will take a long time. By then, the lower realm may have been occupied by Asura."

"It's better for Asura to occupy such a broken place."

"Ah!" Suddenly there was a scream.

The four young people who were talking screamed one after another, and their palms were stuck into the table by the chopsticks that suddenly appeared.

This big restaurant is very grand, the tables and chairs are all made of precious iron wood, hard and thick, even if it is cut with a sword, it will not leave any traces.

In this way, half of the chopsticks were stuck into the table, with a palm attached, blood gushing out, and four young people screamed.

Eight middle-aged people jumped up from the two tables next to them, and hurriedly rushed up to surround the four young people, blocking them in the circle, and looked around intently, their eyes sweeping back and forth like cold electricity.

"Ah!" A young man let out an earth-shattering scream.

He was trying to pull out half of the chopsticks, and when he moved, he let out an even more shocking scream, as if he was being tortured by a thousand swords. The expressions of the three young people next to him changed drastically when they heard this, and they looked at the half of the chopsticks stuck in their palms in horror. Dare to be motionless.

"Where is the sacred, report your name!" A middle-aged man shouted coldly: "The young master of Wanjian City is here!"

Another middle-aged man shouted: "Young Master Liuhua Xiaozhu is here!"

Another middle-aged man said: "The Master of Wangqing Cliff is here!"

An old man hummed slowly, "Here is the master of the Yellow Leaf Valley!"

The voices of the four people echoed in the restaurant, making the whole restaurant suddenly quiet, the noise disappeared, and the quiet needle drop could be heard.

Chu Li slowly put the thick booklet back into his arms, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked around.

Seeing the reactions of the people around him, he knew that these four sects were not small sects, otherwise there would be many first-rank celestial beings in this restaurant, so he would not react like this. Posted, obviously to watch the excitement.

"Ah!" The former youth screamed again.

He only felt a strange internal force suddenly gushing out from that half of the chopsticks, his whole body ached like a thousand cuts, and the pain was unbearable, otherwise his majestic young city lord of Wanjian City wouldn't have screamed so embarrassingly.

"Young City Master, let me come!" a middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

The young man hurriedly said, "Hurry up!"

The middle-aged man is thin and thin, his eyes are like lightning on his thin face, like a cheetah, his whole body is full of explosive power, and his cultivation has reached the first-rank level, he should be able to traverse the world.

"Yes!" He responded, concentrating his inner strength with his right hand, and slowly stretched towards the half of the chopsticks. As soon as he touched the chopsticks, there was a muffled "bang", as if he had been hit by a horse running at high speed, he flew straight upside down go out.

"Bang!" He ran into Zhu Zhu in the restaurant, and stuck to Zhu Zhu without moving.

Dust fell from the roof beams. The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, his expression was ferocious, as if he was struggling with an invisible force, the veins on his neck were bulging, and even his temples were bulging.

However, with such a ferocious expression, he couldn't move, and his anger and unwillingness were ready to come out.

"Ah!" Guo Yang, the young master of Wanjian City, let out another earth-shattering scream.

Everyone shuddered, this is the cry that can only be uttered after suffering so much, the hairs on the whole body stood up, and the whole body shivered.

"Ah!" Guo Yang screamed again, "Hurry up!"

Another two middle-aged men stretched out their palms to press the half of the chopsticks.

"Bang! Bang!" They flew straight upside down, following in the footsteps of the middle-aged people before, hanging on the Zhuzhu and unable to move, struggling hard was useless.

"Ah!" Guo Yang screamed again.

At this moment, he was already dripping with sweat, and his face was pale.

He has never suffered such great pain and torture since he was a child. He is so painful that he wants to kill himself with a knife.

Seeing this, the other three youths did not dare to act recklessly.

"Where is the master here, please forgive me if I offend you!" A middle-aged man clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Young people are ignorant, and I still hope that seniors will see them in Wanjian City, Liuhua Xiaozhu, Wangqingya and Huangye Valley. Let me spare the young masters some face."

The four youths in Guo Yang showed angry expressions, but they immediately lowered their eyebrows and looked down, as if they sincerely admitted their mistakes.

Chu Li shook his head.

It's really not easy for these guys to succumb in time. Obviously, these four sects are not small forces, and they are still big forces at the level of Jiutian. It is too embarrassing and wronged for them to beg for mercy in a low voice.

This is easy to say, but against nature, it is too difficult to do.

The surroundings were quiet, and no one answered. Guo Yang and the others were still enduring severe pain, and their faces became more and more ugly.

An old man in gray suddenly jumped onto the beam, glanced down at the crowd, then floated down and pointed at Chu Li.

It was clear at a glance whether there were chopsticks on the table, but among the ten tables, only Chu Li had no chopsticks with his hands empty, which was naturally his fault.

Another eight middle-aged men fluttered around, instantly surrounded Chu Li, and stared at him.

Chu Li put down the jug, glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "These four guys have no virtue in their mouths, so they will be punished slightly."

"Who are you?" shouted the old man who jumped up earlier.

Chu Li said: "Chu Li."

"Which sect?" The old man in gray frowned, vaguely as if he had heard the name before.

"It's just people from the lower realm." Chu Li glanced at the four young people in pain, shook his head and said, "The people from the lower realm deserve to die, they should be killed by Asura, and all the people from the lower realm who ascended to the outer heavens should go to die , is this the words of the four young masters?"

"We're just joking." Guo Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you take it seriously?"

"I'm listening to the noise, so I told you to shut up." Chu Li waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, don't disturb my drinking interest."

"Are you the Chu Li who killed the great Asura?" the old man in gray said in a deep voice.

Chu Li nodded.

The gray-clothed old man said: "It's not a big deal to kill a big Asura. You're not invincible, so you're not afraid of provoking someone who can't be provoked?"

Chu Li couldn't help laughing: "So, I can't provoke you four sects?"

"That's right!" The gray-clothed old man said in a deep voice: "This time you offended someone you shouldn't offend. If we make an exception, you can still survive. Otherwise, you will be hunted down even if you are a super heavenly man!"

Chu Li laughed and said, "Then I have to try it."

The old man in gray appeared beside the four youths in a flash, and then slapped his palm on the table.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, the table, which was stronger than iron, suddenly softened, and then scattered like sand.

"Ah!" The four screams sounded almost simultaneously, deafening.

The face of the gray-clothed old man changed slightly, and his erratic figure flickered. He hit the acupuncture points of the four people, making them unable to move. Pull out half of the chopsticks with your palm.