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Whoosh!
When they heard Murong Fu's words, the inn was in an uproar again.
It was fine if Murong Fu had offered five thousand gold taels earlier, but now he had actually offered ten thousand gold taels.
One had to know that this was ten thousand taels of gold. With this amount of money, it was enough to buy ten more supreme-grade divine chariots.
Not to mention, he could even get Murong Fu to do him a favor.
This was a great deal. At this moment, everyone in the inn hated that the white horse was not theirs. Otherwise, with ten thousand taels of gold and Murong Fu's favor, it would be enough for them to live a wealthy life.
However, others thought it was a good deal, but Jiang Chen didn't think so.
"Young Master Murong, I've said that I'm not selling!!”
At this moment, the smile on Jiang Chen's face disappeared.
"Young Master Jiang, are you really not selling it?"
Murong Fu's expression darkened. At this moment, he had also lost his smile and his eyes were filled with coldness.
Ever since he had traveled in the martial world, he had never met someone who did not give him face.
Today, a mere youth actually dared to look down on him, Murong Fu?
At the same time, when Jiang Chen had offered 10,000 taels of gold to Murong Fu, he still hadn't sold it to him.
Everyone in the inn was shocked.
Bang!
"Brat, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. It's your honor that my young master bought your colt. Today, you have to sell it no matter what!”
Suddenly, Feng Poliu, who wasn't far away, slammed the table and stood up. He looked displeased and angry. He looked at Jiang Chen and scolded him angrily.
"Ha…what can I do if I still don't sell it?”
Jiang Chen smiled coldly. Murderous intent slowly rose in his heart.
It seemed that his Heaven-cleaving Sword would be stained with blood again today.
"No, no. This young master, since ancient times, there has been a saying that a precious horse is given to a hero, but it is also given to a beautiful woman.”
"My young master is the young master of the Murong Clan in the Great Song, and he's also a famous person on the Prodigy Roll. Only someone like my young master is worthy of that divine white horse.”
"Today, my young master didn't ask you to give it to him, but to buy it with money. Yet, you refused. You really don't know what's good for you. After all…you're just a young man, what right do you have to own such a divine chariot?”
Bao Butong walked up to Jiang Chen slowly, shaking his head.
His words belittled Jiang Chen, and he praised Murong Fu to the heavens.
"They are indeed birds of a feather."
Jiang Chen said coldly," It's said that Mr. Boson has a foul mouth that can distort the truth and talk about the dead. I've learned something today.
However, if you are really so good at talking, why don't you go and talk to your previous master, Murong Bo, when you heard that he had passed away?”
"Brat, how dare you!"
"How dare you insult the head of the Murong family?”
As soon as Jiang Chen said this, Feng Bo 'e and Bao Butong's expressions changed. They stared at Jiang Chen and shouted angrily.
Even Murong Fu's expression was cold, and killing intent appeared in his eyes.
"Young master Jiang, you've gone too far with your words!!”
Murong Fu looked at Jiang Chen and said coldly.
"Young Master, why are you still talking to him? How dare you insult the old master? I will definitely cut your head off today.”
Boom!
As soon as Wind Following the Heart finished speaking, he flashed. Holding a long stick, he attacked Jiang Chen heavily.
"You're courting death!"
Jiang Chen didn't panic at all in the face of this attack. There was only endless killing intent.
Weng!
The next moment, Jiang Chen moved slightly. He was still sitting on the bench, but he suddenly struck out with his right hand.
Rumble!
In an instant, a terrifying true essence power surged out from his dantian and shot out from his right hand.
Instantly, a three-meter-long palm print appeared out of thin air. It carried a terrifying aura and pressure as it suppressed the Evil Duke.
"Not good!"
"Be careful!"
The moment Jiang Chen attacked, Murong Fu, Bao Butong, and the other two changed their roles.
Feng Poliu was definitely not an existence that could withstand such a terrifying aura.
However, their reaction was still too late.
Rumble!
As soon as the three-meter-long palm print appeared, it instantly shattered the long rod. Then, with a terrifying aura, it sent Feng Poliu 'e flying.
Furthermore, he smashed through several stone walls and overturned the entire inn. Only then did Feng Poliu fall heavily to the ground, no longer breathing.
At this moment, dark red blood splattered in the air. The pungent smell of blood instantly filled the entire inn.
A mid-stage Connate Essence Condensation Realm expert was killed by a palm just like that.
Hiss!
Everyone in the inn couldn't help but gasp when they saw what was happening.
Everyone was shocked. They looked at Jiang Chen with dull eyes.
This was a mid-stage Connate Essence Condensation Realm expert, yet he was actually killed by a palm strike so easily?
Moreover, Feng Poliu E was one of the four retainers of the Murong family. How could he be so brazen?
Even though this kid was powerful, how could he be Murong Fu's match?
"Ah…Kid, you killed my brother. Today, I will make you pay with blood!”
At the side, Bao Butong, who had finally recovered from his daze, was instantly enraged.
The cultivation of the Connate mid-stage Essence Condensation Realm completely erupted from his body.
Strands of extreme fury, carrying a terrifying killing intent, rushed toward Jiang Chen like a thunderbolt.
"Brother Boson, no…"
Wang Yuyan's originally delicate face instantly paled in fright. She hurriedly shouted out to stop him.
Even Feng Poliu wasn't a match for Jiang Chen. If Bao Butong attacked him, he wouldn't end up well.
However, everything was still a step too late.
"Courting death!"
"Today, I will kill you. Who can stop me?”
Jiang Chen smiled coldly. Facing Bao Butong's furious attack, he just sneered and turned his right hand over.
Clang...
In the dark, there seemed to be the sound of a sword ringing, and then a sword light cut through the void.
The dazzling light was so dazzling that everyone in the inn subconsciously closed their eyes.
Puchi!
There seemed to be a tearing sound as a stream of blood spurted out and scattered on many tables and chairs.
Bao Butong's eyes instantly widened and his pupils dilated. At this moment, no matter how unwilling he was, the aura on his body began to dissipate bit by bit.
Thud!
Bao Butong, who was ranked third among the four retainers of the Murong family, had died.
Clang!
Jiang Chen moved his right hand slightly, and the Heaven-cleaving Sword returned to its sheath.
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