Chapter 132

The horses whinnied. The group of Combat Sect disciples had already pulled on the reins and looked ahead.

Two figures appeared in front of them.

One of them wore gray clothes that were stained with some mud. His face was as fat as a steamed bun, and because of the swelling, his large eyes had become small eyes. He stared at them coldly, as if he was looking at dead people.

They were very familiar with that figure. The puffiness on that person's face was also their masterpiece. However, the person who should've been crippled had now arrived before them and blocked their path.

The other figure was wearing sackcloth and had a dark face. They had seen him before. It was the black kid who gave them the vitality stones.

"Zhang Shui, do you f * cking want to die? How dare you block my path?" Liu Liu was the first to shout. His eyes were cold.

"A man who is never content is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. I think you are the ones who are seeking death." Zhang Shui's small eyes were filled with coldness.

"How dare you. Who do you think you are? Are you still the Senior Brother Zhang Shui from before?" A disciple stepped forward with cold eyes.

"You have done all kinds of evil and are devoid of conscience. Living in this world is a waste of food." With Zi Chen here, Zhang Shui was not afraid.

"You think you can do that?

Have you forgotten how pathetic you were before? What, you think you are so great because you have a black kid with you? "

The Battle Martial Ancestor's disciple mocked. He urged his horse forward and said mockingly, "In the world of cultivators, what matters is strength and not skin. Being black doesn't mean you are powerful."

"But being white doesn't mean you are powerful."

Zhang Shui said, "Trash like you who do all kinds of devoid of conscience. So what if you are white? You are inhumane. Aren't you just like animals?"

Zhang Shui's words were cold and sarcastic.

"Why are you still talking to trash like him? Hurry up and kill him." Liu Liu shouted.

"Yes, kill him." The others said.

"Don't kill him. Break his limbs and send him back to Qingshui Village. We will slaughter the villagers." The leader waved his hand and said coldly.

"Bastards, it seems that I'm giving you face by praising you like this. You're worse than bastards. At most, you're human scum." Zi Chen finally opened his mouth. His face was frosty and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

Initially, he thought that they were acting under someone else's orders, so it was understandable. However, after hearing the other party's words, it was clear that these people were also acting like this.

Even if they were assigned by the villains, they would carry out the orders even more harshly.

"You're courting death."

This disciple finally arrived in front of Zhang Shui. With a shake of his hand, the horsewhip whistled through the air, drawing a cold light as it struck towards Zhang Shui's face.

The other party's attacks were swift and fierce, and the whip whistled through the air. If Zhang Shui was hit, half of his face would probably be smashed off.

"Hmph, the ones courting death are you guys." Zhang Shui coldly snorted. Facing this attack, he didn't dodge. However, he couldn't dodge it anyway.

"Pa!"

With a light crack, the horsewhip stopped in front of Zhang Shui. At some point, a dark arm had appeared in front of him, a large hand tightly gripping the whip.

"You!"

The disciple looked at Zi Chen and exerted force in his hand to pull the whip, but found that it didn't budge at all. His face instantly changed.

"You scum don't deserve to live in this world."

Zi Chen grabbed the whip and suddenly exerted force. In the next moment, the disciple was sent flying. With a bang, he landed in front of Zi Chen and fell flat on his face.

"No need for formalities. You and I are brothers. There's no need for such formalities. Just hand your life over to me." Zhang Shui indifferently said with his swollen face.

"You're courting death!"

The disciple was enraged. It was as if he had been greatly humiliated. His body suddenly leapt into the air and ruthlessly stomped on Zhang Shui's head.

"Peng!"

However, before his body landed, he felt his leg being grabbed by someone. It was that dark brat again. The disciple was furious, but he couldn't do anything. Zhang Shui's hand was like a large pincer, strong and powerful. Endless Zhen Qi surged, but he couldn't break free.

"Kacha!"

In the next moment, the disciple felt a huge force coming from his ankle, followed by the sound of bones shattering. His entire ankle was crushed. At the same time, a strong force spread from his ankle to his entire leg, making popping sounds like beans being fried.

"Ah!"

The disciple couldn't help but scream in pain. His entire leg was crushed by Zi Chen, and all the bones were shattered.

"Attack, kill!"

The people behind finally realized that something was wrong. The leader's eyes flashed coldly as he shouted and rushed forward.

With a tap of his foot, he turned into a black light and rushed toward Zi Chen at lightning speed.

"Peng!"

At this moment, Zi Chen's fist landed on the disciple's chest. Under the great force, the disciple's chest instantly caved in. His whole body flew backward at an extremely fast speed, and no longer made a sound.

"You're lucky to die so easily." Zi Chen withdrew his fist and said coldly.

"Go to hell!"

The leader had already arrived in front of Zi Chen. He stretched out his hands, forming eagle claws. Streams of Zhen Qi circled around his fingers. His attack was very sharp, and his eyes were filled with ruthless killing intent.

"Pa!"

Zi Chen glanced at him coldly. The next moment, he raised his hand and suddenly slapped down. A crisp and loud slap sounded.

The leader didn't even have time to react before he was hit. His previous strength was gone. The force generated by the slap was so strong that even his attack was dissolved. He was directly knocked to the ground.

"Aren't you strong? Are you going to slaughter the whole village?" Zi Chen looked at him coldly. The next moment, he raised his hand again.

"Pa!"

The slap was crisp and loud, and it traveled very far. This was a solid blow. The leader vomited blood, and two molars were spat out.

"You!"

The leader was completely dumbfounded. He didn't even understand what had happened, and he had already been slapped twice. Moreover, he didn't even see how his opponent had attacked or how he had dissolved his attack.

"Pa!"

Zi Chen didn't say anything. He raised his hand again, and the sound was crisp and clear.

"Not good, we've met a tough opponent."

"He forced Senior Brother to retreat with one move. Let's run."

The crisp sound of slapping continued. Seeing that their Senior Brother could only passively take the beating without any strength to fight back, the other disciples who were about to step forward changed their expressions. They all retreated and prepared to escape.

"Senior Brother, they're going to run." Zhang Shui also noticed their movements and said at this moment.

"Want to run? Where's the prestige of slaughtering the whole village?"

With a bang, Zi Chen sent the leader flying with a slap. This time, several white teeth flew out of his mouth, and the leader almost fainted.

Zi Chen turned into a flash of lightning and flew forward. Lightning represented the fastest speed in the world, and his speed was very fast.

Silver light flashed on his palm, followed by a series of slapping sounds in the forest.

"Ah, don't hit me."

"I was wrong, please let me go."

"Don't hit me, my teeth are gone."

Wails sounded in the forest. Zi Chen was as fast as lightning. He didn't use any sharp attacks, only his palms. He didn't hit anything else, but directly hit the face. The sound of slapping was very loud.

Along the way, Zi Chen learned to look for teeth on the ground and hit people's faces from time to time. Now, it could be said that he learned how to hit people with enough strength and how many teeth would fall out.

"This Senior Brother Zi Chen is too ferocious."

Zhang Shui's eyes widened, and he was tongue-tied. He was stunned, and his admiration for Zi Chen had reached an extreme level.

"Even slapping faces is skillful. Compared to Senior Brother Zi Chen, they are simply trash in terms of face slapping."

Zhang Shui touched his swollen face and felt a lot better. At the same time, he was glad that the one who slapped his face wasn't Senior Brother Zi Chen. Otherwise, it would be over.

"Pu!" "Pu!" "Pu!"

Zi Chen's moves were very ingenious, and there was definitely some skill involved. It wasn't just a simple slap to the face. Zhang Shui, as a spectator, had the most right to say this.

This was because the teeth that the other party spat out were in a regular pattern. First, one of the back molars would be spat out, then two, then three, and so on until all the teeth fell out.

Moreover, the other party's face was swollen and swollen, like a big rubber ball. His eyes had turned into slits, unlike his own face, which had a few finger marks.

"This is also a skill!"

Zhang Shui sighed. Senior Brother was indeed Senior Brother. Even slapping faces was so good, and he could even hit them with rhythm.

"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!"

From the beginning to the end, only a few breaths of time had passed. Amidst the crisp and loud slapping sounds, everyone's face had turned into a rubber ball. Then, they were picked up by Zi Chen and thrown in front of Zhang Shui.

Zhang Shui stared at Zi Chen with a look of worship on his face, thinking that this was his Senior Brother.

In the end, the other party didn't even have time to beg for mercy. His small eyes were filled with terror and shock.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." Liu Liu was in a better state. Zi Chen didn't hit him too hard. At this moment, he could still beg for mercy.

The others were on the verge of death. Just being slapped in the face almost killed them.

"Didn't you guys want to massacre the entire village?" Zi Chen smiled coldly.

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Liu Liu hurriedly waved his hands and said, "This is a misunderstanding. We were forced to do this, and we were also instructed by someone."

"Who instructed you?" Zi Chen asked mockingly.

"Yes!"

Before Liu Liu could finish his sentence, a loud roar was heard. "Liu Liu, shut up!"

The one who spoke was the leader of the black-robed men. He was beaten up earlier, so he could still speak. At this moment, he shouted angrily at Liu Liu, then turned to look at Zi Chen and said coldly, "Kid, we are the Zhan Martial Ancestor's men. If you beat us, you will offend the Zhan Martial Ancestor. If you kill us, not only will you not be able to keep your life, but also the lives of everyone in Da Ling Village. The fury of the Zhan Martial Ancestor isn't something a small cultivator like you can bear."

The leader was very strong. He knew that he would definitely die if he gave in, so he used the Zhan Martial Ancestor to threaten Zi Chen. At the same time, he used the villagers to threaten Zi Chen. It was very smart of him.

"Are you threatening me?" Zi Chen rubbed his chin as a mocking smile appeared on his face.

"Of course not. I'm telling the truth. If you kill us, someone will avenge us. All the villagers of Da Ling Village will be buried with us," the leader said proudly.

"Haha!"

Zi Chen smiled indifferently. He wasn't angry at all. "It's Ling Yun who will avenge you. If I'm not wrong, he must be the one who ordered you to do this."

"How, how do you know?" The leader's face changed.