"What, why, you are actually Yizhimei, Beihai?"

Chen Xiaotian is completely silly.

Who are their Chen family fighting against?

The first in the Hualong list, Beihai Yizhimei! After eating the bear heart and leopard, I was brave! Not to mention that their Chen family is just a sideline, even the Chen family in Yanjing dare not say that they are against Beihai Yizhimei! You know, this is the number one person in China! Such a person must be respected and given up on him even by the aristocratic race! However, after being stunned for a moment, Jin Ke laughed out loud.

"Drinker, are you really good at joking?"

"You said Yizhimei in Beihai is actually this doll?"

Jin Ke really couldn't believe it, after all, this kid was too young.

Although his talent is good, the key to martial arts is accumulation. Without the accumulation of Jiazi's skills, how could he create a strong man like the Hualong List?

"The Northern Fist School actually made a young child the leader. It seems that your mainland martial arts world has really declined!"

Jin Ke couldn't help but sigh.

"You don't believe it yet?"

The drunkard suddenly glared at the cow's eyes.

The other party's contemptuous laughter stimulated him.

The other masters also looked bad, but they were helpless. After all, this is indeed difficult to accept.

If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed that a young man would have such strength.

And Chen Xiaotian also recovered now.

Yes! Those experts on the Hualong List are all old monsters. How could there be such a young master? Besides, it’s Yizhimei, Beihai.

It's absolutely impossible! "Master Jin Ke, this kid must be pretending, don't be fooled by him!"

"Let's do this, as long as you get rid of this for our Chen family, my Chen family is willing to give half of the property to support Jiange!"

Chen Xiaotian offered conditions on the spot.

After all, it seems that this kid is now surrounded by the Northern Quan lineage.

Such a force was simply terrifying, and it was even enough to destroy the entire Chen family in an instant.

So for the sake of the present, the only way to surrender to Jiange is to have a way out! "Half of the Chen family's property?"

The drunkards and others were also very surprised.

As a family member of the aristocratic family, everyone has great achievements and their family property must have been astronomical.

Half of the property is at least 18 billion, right?

Jin Ke frowned. To be honest, he was moved.

Although Jiange is a sect of cultivating the cultivating sect, the disciples in the sect also cost a lot, and the master sent news from the guard room.

Now that the great world is coming, when he comes out of seclusion, he must have to walk around the world and collect disciples. At this time, money will be even more important.

In fact, when he came out this time, he was also thinking about making money.

"All right!"

Jin Ke thought for a moment and finally nodded and agreed. Compared to taking a potential apprentice, half of the Chen family's property is more delicious.

After all, he also realized that this kid was unruly and it was not easy to earn money for himself.

"Boy, don't blame me for this. If you want to blame, blame you for offending the Chen family. I'm just taking money to eliminate disasters for others!"

Jin Ke let out a sinister sneer and said this, which means that he is already standing opposite Jiang Beichen and must take his life today.

“Bold!”

"How dare you threaten our leader!"

On the Beiquan side, Yang Zongbao and others stood up one after another.

Now Jiang Beichen is the entire Beiquan lineup, so naturally he cannot easily be humiliated.

"Haha, just you want to stop me?"

Zyng! The sound of the sharp sword coming out suddenly resounded throughout the audience.

I saw that the sword on Jin Ke’s waist was one-third of the body at some point, and a cold breath came from a distance, making Yang Zongbao and other groups of masters tremble.

"Good sword!"

The drunkard couldn't help but praise, and his eyes showed a deep look of fear.

Sword cultivators are different from ordinary warriors. While their own strength is strong, they also have weapon bonuses. Even the higher the weapon level, the greater the bonus.

Obviously, the sword in Jin Ke's hand is absolutely extraordinary.

"This time, called "Drinking Blood" is the work of Master Ou Yezi back then. Although it is just a low-grade spiritual weapon, it is definitely not something you can stop!"

"Are you going back quickly yet!"

The drunkard suddenly glared and took two steps forward fiercely. A stream of ice swept through the scabbard, and everyone hurriedly retreated.

And the only people who remained still were Jiang Beichen and the drunkard.

But at this time the drunkard's face was also serious.

He has also heard of spiritual weapons, but they are from the lineage of practice.

The martial arts world will also use weapons, and there are even weapon masters like the Golden Leopard.

But what they made was incomparable to spiritual weapons.

There are even rumors that the method of making spiritual weapons was actually passed down from the fairy world, and the formations and patterns in them were also made by immortal techniques.

So nowadays, no one can make spiritual weapons.

This thing seems even more precious.

"With external force, you can finally get the small way!"

However, the drunkard still looked disdainful.

"If you have to be obsessed with it, then let me learn about your so-called spiritual weapon!"

The drunkard's burly figure stood forward, so naturally no one allowed to provoke his master.

"You want to understand?"

Jin Ke couldn't help but sneer, "Then you are not qualified yet!"

While speaking, the whole person rushed towards the drunkard.

The drunkard was calm and quickly used the drunken fist, bullying himself, and used it out with a move from the black tiger to his heart. The fist wind was fierce and domineering, and the air kept thundering.

Jin Ke was not afraid, and directly lifted the sword sheath to resist.

Kneel! An old fist hit the hard scabbard very hard, making a harsh sound, and sparks burst into pieces in an instant.

But at this moment, the drunkard felt like a powerful force that reflected back from the scabbard, and his face was filled with horror. Before he could react, his burly body had already flew backwards and hit the ground in the distance, and suddenly spit out blood.

"Drinking man!"

The masters were shocked and hurried over to help him up.

"The spiritual weapon is so terrible!"

The drunkard stood up while stroking his chest, looking surprised and suspicious.

You should know that the opponent's sword has such strength before it is unsheathed. If it is unsheathed, its power is simply unimaginable! "Jin Ke, you are not glorious when using weapons. If you have the ability, let's fight fairly!"

Yang Zongbao shouted in anger.

"Yes, what a good guy is to use weapons!"

"Get the right battle to be fair!"

Other martial arts masters also agreed, with a look of fear. After all, they are all masters of boxing and are not good at weapons.

"Haha, I think you are my opponent if I don't use weapons?"

Jin Ke looked disdainful.

"I don't have time to talk to you!"

"In addition, since ancient times, there has been no saying that you are not allowed to use weapons. If you have the ability, you can use it too!"

"If you don't have the ability, just shut your mouth to me!"

"I only have this kid today!"

"If you dare to stop me, don't blame me for unsheathing my sword and kill all your Northern Fist lineage!"

Jin Ke looked arrogant, and the sword in his hand slammed out of half a sheath with a slam, and a sharp murderous aura came to his face, and all the masters took a step back together.

Now, everyone looked at Jiang Beichen at the same time.

This Jin Ke came with a spiritual weapon, which was definitely more fierce than the previous Kato Taketsuki.

Jiang Beichen is probably the only one who can stop him at the scene.
To be continued...