Ning Chen was very angry. Who did he provoke whom he asked? Is it a big mistake to take the wrong path?

If it weren't for the sake of the other party being a girl, he would have the urge to beat him up.

After turning the wheelchair, Ning Chen continued to prepare.

He comforted himself that he was a man and could not care about women.

"Bang"

The girl's whip fell into nothing, and the girl's anger became even stronger. The long whip in her hand was whistling, but she was still reluctant to give up.

Ning Chen listened to the sound of the wind in his ears, his body began to tremble. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the whip. He endured it again and again before suppressing the anger in his heart.

With a casual swing, he endured it again.

He can't be petty if he is young.

"Bang"

He hid with a whip.

"Bang"

He still hid when he flew up and whipped.

"Smacking"

With countless whips flying, Ning Chen finally became angry. He turned around suddenly, stared at the unruly woman in front of him, and his anger burned the Nine Heavens.

"You're not finished yet!"

He decided not to bear it anymore and let the good man not fight with the woman and die. He really tolerated it enough.

The wheelchair moved, and instantly crossed a distance of three feet. The right palm flipped and the palm print was on the front.

The girl was shocked and even more angry. She held a whip in her hands and blocked her heart, but she had no choice but to send huge force, unable to stop it, and her blood and energy surged, and she took several steps in a row.

Ning Chen still kept his hand, otherwise this palm would not be as simple as taking a few steps back. He was angry, but he did not lose his mind. He had tens of his palms and seven points of his hand, just to teach this unruly woman a lesson.

The girl threw the long whip in her hand again, and with a loud bang, it was extremely loud.

Ning Chen sneered. If he was thrust by this broken whip, he would really be in need of thrust.

He grabbed the whip that was coming in front of him, and then pulled it hard. The girl's palm hurt and the long whip immediately took off her hand.

The gap in strength cannot be compensated. The girl was angry and couldn't care about anything else. She shouted to the people below: "Give me a fight, each person will have ten taels of silver."

The people below were suddenly excited and rushed up like a tide. Ten taels of silver were not small, enough for ordinary people to eat for several months.

The girl stepped back and stared at Ning Chen angrily, wanting to see how the latter made a fool of himself.

Next to him, the middle-aged man frowned, but did not stop the girl from making trouble. From the move just now, he could see that the boy in front of him seemed not simple.

In the center of the ring, Ning Chen looked at the crowds coming around and sighed softly. It turns out that money can make the devil push the mill.

When will he be so generous?

"Helpless!"

With a helpless voice, Ning Chen's breath was fully opened, and the silver light surged, turning into a huge force and instantly pushed everyone on the stage away.

"What a strong foundation"

The middle-aged man's eyes shrank, and the young man in front of him had a low cultivation level, but his foundation was surprisingly strong, and his true energy was strong enough to match the powerful ones of the fifth-level acquired level.

You should know that the fifth level is the first level of martial arts, and it is very different from the fourth level. He has never heard of anyone who can have such a powerful true energy at the fourth level.

Ning Chen himself didn't care, but the role of the scroll of life without realizing it has gradually begun to be revealed. Among the ten heavenly books, life begins, and is the only volume that can practice the mind and moves together without reaching the innate realm. The tempering of the foundation is unparalleled, and even other heavenly books cannot match it.

The key to fighting is either to fight or to be beaten. The key to being beaten is even simpler. The skin is thick and flesh is thick, and the blood is thick and the resistance to beating!

Mu Chengxue gave him this scroll of life.

Therefore, Ning Chen has suffered many injuries. Although he is missing his arms and legs and is disabled, he survived.

The middle-aged man was a person who had seen the world, but the girl was not. She originally just planned to teach this kid a lesson, but now she has changed her mind.

"Ada, A Er, A San, come on for me"

"Yes, princess"

Three whoosh, three men with swords appeared on the ring, surrounding Ning Chen with a bad expression.

Ning Chen's eyes became solemn. When he heard the word "Princess" he knew that things were going to happen. His luck was so bad that he could hit the royal relatives even if he hit him.

He estimated that the prince's father of this unruly woman was either an idiot or had a trick on her head, so he let his daughter make such a fool of herself. It was too absurd to make a move.

Both the princess, Xia Miaoyu and this willow woman are completely different. He was considered to have encountered a "big fortune" today.

Thinking about Jian and Jian Feng approached him, the three of them took action, and their true energy was so exciting that they were all powerful people in the fifth level.

The warriors are not da cabbage in this world, and there are not many strong people who can cross the fifth level. This unruly woman can shout at random and call out three of them. It is really unhappy.

Ning Chen was envious, jealous, and even hated, but there was no way. He was the princess, he was the eunuch. Bah, he was not the eunuch.

With a loud bang, the ink sword was unsheathed, and the cold was covered with snow, easily blocking the long sword in a person's hand. Then the sword momentum changed and he used the force to swing the second sword.

At the same time, the third sword light had arrived in front of him. Ning Chen's left hand pointed a shaking sword, and the dark yellow light blessed him, avoiding the sword edge, and shaking his fingers to open the third sword.

With one move, Ning Chen bullied himself and Qingxue slashed at the nearest person.

Faced with the three of them joining forces, he always suffers losses, and his cultivation is not advantageous. If he is passive, he will eventually lose.

"when"

Asan raised his sword to resist. When the sword was trapped, Mo Jian's sword body turned again, revealing the hollow gate behind him, and swung his sword at A Da.

Ada's eyes moved, he took a step back half a step away from the sharp edge of the ink sword, and his eyes reflected A'er's sword light.

The exposed hollow gate became the target of A Er's attack, and Ning Chen's sword power was exhausted, so it was difficult to guard against it.

On the edge of the ring, the middle-aged man was about to shout, but his mouth was closed immediately before he opened.

A Er's sword welcomed not the flaw of the hollow gate, but a sharp dark arrow.

Ning Chen is definitely not the kind of person who exposes his back to his opponent, especially after his legs are broken, he doesn't like having strangers standing behind him.

The dark arrow behind it, even the wheelchair I had retired before, not to mention this one.

With a local sound, A Er's sword and the dark arrow collided, making a harsh sound. In just a moment, the winner was the death-chasing ink sword.

A Er's eyes shrank, subconsciously turned sideways, and then he saw a waterfall of blood scattering, and the ink sword pierced through his right arm.

"Dingdang"

The long sword fell, and Ah Er's body froze and could not react.

Ada, A San showed anger on his face, and his body moved, and he was about to continue to take action, but was stopped by a calm shout.

"stop!"

The middle-aged man made the noise. The battle could not continue, otherwise the consequences would be difficult to deal with.

He could see that the boy in front of him was definitely not a rude person. The sword just now clearly had a real fire. If he continued to fight, someone would definitely fall down today.

"Uncle San"

Xia Nianyi was dissatisfied and said softly, she didn't understand why Uncle San wanted to stop this battle.

"Shut up!"

Prince Yan's face turned cold and shouted.

Xia Nianyi was stunned, her face suddenly became a little scared.

She knew that although the third uncle loved her very much, he became disagreeable once he got angry, and even his father dared not provoke her easily.

"You, name"

Prince Yan walked forward and asked seriously.

"Ningchen"

Ning Chen honestly reported his name. It was not that he was stupid, but that he guessed the other party's identity.

Today, Emperor Xia still has four brothers alive, one is Prince Hua in the imperial city, one is Prince Yue in the southern border, and the father of the unruly woman, Prince Tai, whose fief is in Wushuang City. As for the middle-aged man in front of him, he must be Prince Yan, who ranks third.

Prince Yan has no children in his life, free and easy life, and is not bound by power, so he is also the freest of the four princes.

The other three princes, whether Prince Yue or Prince Yan, have their own fiefdoms, but they are actually no different from disguised house arrest.

The reason is very simple. One of the fiefs of the two princes was in charge.

As for Prince Hua, let alone, he was trapped in the imperial city for his whole life and was not free.

In comparison, Prince Yan had to be much more free, and Emperor Xia gave the greatest tolerance to this brother.

The reason Ning Chen knew about Prince Yan was because Changsun and Prince Yan had a good relationship. It is said that Changsun was almost accused of marrying Prince Yan by the previous emperor.

What was the truth? He didn't ask. The person who dared to gossip about the eldest grandson in this world had not been born yet, and he didn't have the courage.

However, what he was sure of was that Changsun trusted Prince Yan very much.

Prince Yan walked to Ning Chen and asked lightly for a long time, "That little eunuch beside Wuyou?"
To be continued...