All the arty dandies in the restaurant laughed together and looked at Chu Tian with admiration.
He is indeed a charming and suave Celestial Master who can write such words. He can still say such strong words when facing the domineering Haolong clan!
Naturally, they don't have the confidence to provoke the Haolong clan, but in the fifth island circle, they are real local snakes. They don't have the confidence to provoke them, which does not prevent them from deliberately amplifying their laughter and giving Hao San a hard look.
Zi Xiaosheng laughed loudly at the side: "Hey, break three legs? Interesting, interesting!"
The folding fan in his hand opened with a snap. Zi Xiaosheng squinted his eyes and glanced at Hao San's legs strangely, as if he was planning where to strike.
Hao San felt an inexplicable chill all over his body. He couldn't help but shiver and his face turned a bit ugly. After all, the Haolong clan is the true spirit of heaven and earth. They are born with extremely keen senses that far exceed those of ordinary people!
In this restaurant, he felt the danger of death!
After changing his tone, Hao San reached out his hand to pat Chu Tian on the shoulder with a smile on his face.
Chu Tian sneered, raised his hand and grabbed Hao San's wrist. The five fingers were like hooks, sinking deeply into the flesh and bones of Hao San's wrist, making constant "click" sounds. Chu Tian looked at Hao San's ugly face and sneered: "Hao San, tell me, where is the evidence? I colluded with the Celestial Clan?" Evidence? If there is no evidence, I will destroy your claws now!"
Hao San was furious, and just as he was about to explode, Zhenzun Haolong took two steps forward with a troubled look on his face, and was about to say a few words to smooth things over. Among the twelve patrol envoys, one was eight feet tall and born. The figure of the handsome and handsome young man standing in the wind suddenly appeared beside Chu Tian.
With a "chi" sound, a white light erupted from the young man's palm, and a white snake-shaped Chi Xu Fei Sword erupted, swinging its head and tail and slashing down on Chu Tian's wrist.
The young man laughed sternly and said: "How dare you be rude to the inspector? It's obvious that you are a spy who cheats on everyone!"
The young man struck very hard and quickly. With a flash of sword light, the flying sword approached Chu Tian's wrist, clearly intending to chop off Chu Tian's palm with one strike.
But Zi Xiaosheng was faster. He swung the folding fan in his hand, and an evil wind roared out from the fan. A faint purple air loomed in the white wind, like countless steel needles piercing the fan. On the flying sword shaped like a white snake.
With a few "chichi" sounds, the small flying sword vibrated violently, letting out an overwhelmed whine and retreating suddenly.
The body of the young man who took action swayed, and he stumbled backwards in an abnormally embarrassed manner. He took a sharp breath, and the flying sword that was rapidly retracted towards him suddenly stopped, floating next to him with a slight shuddering moan and a slight sword clang.
"You dare to take action against me?" The young man looked at Zi Xiaosheng coldly: "Do you know who I am?"
Zi Xiaosheng looked at the young man lazily and smiled softly: "If you can't win, why don't you start comparing your family background and your origin? Isn't it embarrassing? If you really want to compare your origin, I will tell you the origin of my surname, wouldn't you? Want to get down on your knees and lick the soles of my boots?”
Hao San's expression changed slightly, and Zhenzun Haolong also looked at Zi Xiaosheng with great suspicion.
The young man who took action and the other eleven patrol messengers all blinked and looked Zi Xiaosheng up and down.
After hesitating for a while, the young man who took action coughed, put away his flying sword, and saluted Zi Xiaosheng. His stiff and cold face was already full of smiles: "I am Luo, a direct disciple of the Spirit Realm Sword Sect..."
Zi Xiaosheng interrupted him impatiently: "The Heaven-defying Sword Sect is the Heaven-defying Sword Sect. What kind of secretive sword sect are you talking about? Do you really think no one knows your origins? Luo? You are the Heaven-defying Sword Sect. A member of the Luo clan? Well, is that old guy Luo Sanguang still alive?"
Hao San, Hao Long Zhenzun, and the group of people brought by Hao San all lost their arrogance. They all looked at Zi Xiaosheng cautiously, their eyes flickering, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Only the disciple surnamed Luo from Jianmen could almost see gall dripping from his face. He smiled dryly and said: "Hehe, hehe, Patriarch Sanguang, his body and bones are getting healthier now. A few days ago, he was still..." Teach us the Sword Scripture."
Zi Xiaosheng waved his big folding fan and said calmly: "Oh, I can't help him, but his life is really tough. A hundred years ago, he was alone and arrogant and walked into the dark area alone. He was killed by the nine great powers. The Ghost Emperor teamed up to chase him, and he almost managed to escape back to Fallen Star Ocean without being dismantled in pieces, but he was still able to survive, it’s not easy!”
With a mysterious sneer, Zi Xiaosheng lowered his voice: "How much did it cost your Jianmen to buy the 'Purple Cloud Pill' that saved his life from Tian Clan Zi...?"
Hao San's body trembled, and his wrist, which was still strong when Chu Tian's five fingers were tightly clasped, suddenly became limp.
The face of the disciple named Luo from Jianmen was twitching crazily, looking at Zi Xiaosheng as if he had seen a ghost.
"How could I, I, my Sword Sect, have such contact with... the Heavenly Clan!" The disciple surnamed Luo not only had his face twitching, but gradually, his body began to tremble slightly.
The other eleven patrol envoys all had their eyes flickering, like daggers, constantly staring at the heart of the disciple surnamed Luo from behind.
"Hey, what are you afraid of? What's the big deal?" Zi Xiaosheng smiled nonchalantly: "Which family in the spiritual realm is not in cahoots with the Celestial Clan? Scared, for example, you Haolong Clan, That Dragon Supreme Armor I got a few years ago!”
Zhenzun Long strode suddenly to Zi Xiaosheng, and solemnly bowed to Zi Xiaosheng with a deep bow: "Young Master, it was my third brother who made the mistake today. When I go back, I will definitely report to the elders of my clan. Teach me strictly. Since the young master knows the name of the object, I guess its identity must be unusual, so there is no need to talk about this matter, right?"
Zi Xiaosheng looked at Zhenzun Haolong with a "hehe" smile, and slowly stretched out his left hand: "Is it something shameful? Then, what about the hush money?"
Zi Xiaosheng smiled brightly, and Chu Tian silently threw away Hao San's wrist and took two steps back.
After being harassed by Zi Xiaosheng for a while, the people Hao San brought were as trembling as quails in a storm. It seemed that no one dared to cause trouble to Chu Tian today.
However, Zi Xiaosheng knew quite a lot of secrets.
Hmm, "Celestial Purple"
Tian clan, Zi family
Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng's back thoughtfully. This guy was really bold and reckless. He dared to wander to Fallen Star Ocean to sap him all by himself? He even gave the Supreme Leader of Phantom Pavilion a slap in the face
When Hao San and the others met Zi Xiaosheng, they were really unlucky!
Zhenzun Haolong laughed dryly, quickly took out something and placed it in Zi Xiaosheng's palm.
Hao San and he saluted Zi Xiaosheng at the same time, and the group left in despair.