Nine Yang Sword God

The moment the youth finished speaking, Wang He led the five of them into the restaurant.    

In the restaurant, everyone's gazes were on them.    

"Aren't they the elders of the Wang Clan?"    

"Wang He is truly worthy of being the direct descendant of the Wang Clan. It's just that he was wronged and was able to request the help of several elders of the Wang Clan."    

"The Wang Clan's elders are here. That teenager in black with a sword on his back is probably done for."    

Wang He led the few clan elders and walked towards Chen Chang He, his eyes filled with ridicule and ridicule, and said: "Kid, weren't you very arrogant just now? Now I want to see how arrogant you are! "    

Chen Chang He looked at Wang He, and then shifted his gaze to the five elders, and asked: "Do all of you truly wish to help the evil?"    

An old man with a clean face lightly said, "In this world, there are always people that you cannot offend, and there are always things that you cannot do. Since you have offended him, and have done what you shouldn't have done, you will have to pay the price. "    

Chen Chang Xu lowered his eyes and did not speak any further.    

Since the elders of the Wang family were all so unreasonable, Chen Changyu had nothing to say.    

Wang He shouted, "Elders, why are you wasting your breath on him? Quickly capture him and bring him back to the Duke's Mansion. I will personally torture him! I want to use all of the ten great torture methods in our White Dragon Country on him! "    

"Yes."    

The few clan elders agreed and without further ado, they rushed towards Chen Chang He.    

The green-clothed youth watched the battle with excitement on his face. He even raised his arms and cheered.    

Earlier, Chen Chang He was very unhappy with him, so he hoped that someone would help him teach Chen Chang He a lesson. However, if something really happened to Chen Chang He, would he help out?    

However, facing the five cultivators who were suddenly charging over, Chen Changyu did not even pull out his sword, nor did he move.    

Seeing that an eagle claw was aiming for his throat, Chen Chang He squinted his eyes, and with a slight turn of his upper body, he dodged the attack. At the same time, his right arm shook, and his right shoulder smashed heavily into the attacker's body.    

With a stuffy groan, the attacker's face immediately changed. He was sent flying, smashing two tables before falling to the ground.    

At the same time, three swords pierced over from three different directions: his front, left, and right. The sword beams were like frost, sharp and forceful.    

Chen Chang Ku's face did not change, he twisted his legs and instantly unleashed the Moon in the Water.    

"Crack."    

When the three swords pierced into Chen Changsheng's body at the same time, the green-clothed youth's expression changed slightly, he could not believe that Chen Chang He could not dodge such a simple sword, but in the next moment, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face, because he realized that Chen Chang Ku had appeared behind the elderly man.    

Chen Chang He was no longer where he was before, what was left behind was naturally an afterimage!    

By the time the three attacking cultivators reacted, Chen Chang He did not give them the chance to attack anymore, he suddenly took a step forward, and directly struck the old man in front of him. He then used the flower in the mirror, and jumped to the middle of the other two attacking cultivators, with a flip of his wrist, his palm turned into a blade, heavily slashing the two attacking cultivators' swords.    

Ah!    

The two screamed as the swords in their hands fell.    

"F * ck off."    

Chen Chang He leaped up, his two legs kicking out in two directions, the two old men holding onto their wrists as they cried out in pain simultaneously let out a groan, and flew out like cannonballs, one of them even broke the window and fell out of the restaurant, looking to be in a sorry state.    

At this point, of the five people Wang He had brought with him, only one remained, he was the expert at the sixth level of the Spirit Origin Stage.    

"Unexpectedly, you are a cultivator at the fifth level of the Spirit Origin Stage. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. With your strength, you can already rule a small country. It's a pity that you offended the wrong person! "    

The sixth stage cultivator growled, and thrusted his sword at Chen Chang He.    

From his point of view, Chen Changsheng was only a cultivator at the fifth stage of the Spirit Origin Stage, while he was a sixth stage Spirit Origin Stage cultivator. Regardless of speed or spiritual energy, he was far stronger than Chen Chunyu, so this sword would definitely be able to defeat him.    

Only, what he did not expect was that even though Chen Changsheng had taken action, his speed was even faster than him!    

Before he could even react, Chen Chang He's figure had already appeared in front of him like a ghost, his fist had landed heavily on his chest.    

When Chen Changsheng returned to his seat and picked up a wine cup to drink, a commotion broke out in the previously quiet restaurant.    

"This guy …"    

"He actually defeated a few elders of the Wang family?"    

"The Wang Clan's Grand Elder is actually not even able to withstand a single blow from him!"    

"From this moment onwards, Wang He can be said to have kicked an iron plate."    

The azure-dressed youth also looked at Chen Chang He with amusement, "No wonder you dared to stay here, it turns out you have decent fighting capabilities."    

Chen Chang He ignored him and continued drinking his wine.    

The green-clothed youth's face lifted up as he snorted, "Hey, aren't you being too rude? I'm talking to you, why aren't you making a sound?"    

Chen Chang He continued to ignore him.    

The green-clothed youth was a bit angry. He directly snatched the wine away and said, "What you're drinking is my wine, and you're so rude to me. I won't let you drink it!"    

Chen Chang He stared at him, but did not say anything, he stood up and walked out of the restaurant.    

The youth's origins were unknown, although he lacked experience in the martial arts world, he had a lot of schemes, and Chen Chang He did not want to get involved with such people.    

The five Wang Clan elders, who had been defeated by Chen Chang Ku, did not even dare to stand up and stop Chen Chang He, and could only watch as Chen Chang Ku, who had humiliated the Wang Clan, left.    

Although Wang He was furious, he had wanted to stop Chen Chang He for a few times. However, he was scared off by Chen Chang He's cold gaze, and in the process of retreating, he had tripped the doorstep and directly knocked himself out.    

However, the moment Chen Changsheng stepped out of the restaurant, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.    

He did not move. It was not that he did not want to leave, but he could not leave for the time being because a person had appeared.    

Initially, a white shadow appeared at the end of the street, but in the next moment, the white shadow was clearly reflected in Chen Chang He's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the white shadow had appeared in front of the restaurant.    

It was an old man wearing a white robe, looking like a sage.    

There was a pleasant smile on his face.    

He was sizing up Chen Chang He.    

After a moment, the old man asked, "Little friend, where are you from?"    

Chen Chang Zai replied, "I've always been here."    

The old man laughed and said: "Since little friend doesn't want to say, then this old one won't ask. Let me introduce myself, this old one is currently the Imperial Advisor of the White Dragon Country and is also called Daoist White Dragon. "    

Hearing that, Chen Chang He raised his eyebrows.    

Just now, the waiter had said that the number one expert of the White Dragon Country was Daoist White Dragon, who lived in the inner palace. The outside world claimed that he was at the fifth level of the Heavenly Path.    

The green-clothed youth that was about to rush out also stopped, raising his eyebrows with great interest.    

He knew that another good show was about to take place.