A burst of heartbeats kept beating in the hall on the seventh floor. At this moment, the only sound of heartbeats was being transmitted throughout the hall, and the rest was dead silent. Everyone was stunned, staring with their eyes wide open. They had seen the crazy and arrogant ones, but they had never seen such arrogant ones.

A man in the early stage of the tribulation held a plate full of vegetables in one hand and directly pressed it on the face of a strong man in the middle stage of the tribulation. This was no longer a slap in the face, but a slap in the face.

How arrogant this man is.

A situation that will never stop until death!

The cultivator, the more he cares about his face as he goes to. Unless the strength gap between the two sides is too large, otherwise, if you lose my face, I will make your face ugly. This is lighter and heavier, just wait for endless hatred.

A noodles were hung on the cheek of a luxurious man in white robe, and water was dripping with water. His face was covered with soup, and his body was trembling slightly. His eyes sprayed with flames that could kill people, just like the essence. Even a mid-stage cultivator of the same level felt his scalp numb when he saw it.

However, Zhang Tiejun, who was standing in front of him, looked nothing, and his eyes were even mixed with a hint of anger. It was the lunatic in front of him who disturbed the wonderful time of having dinner with the second and third brothers.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Zhang Tiejun's eyes. He was still angry when he hit someone. Is this reasonable?

Li Minghui and Qian Lei in the rear were still eating on their own, but the speed was still slightly slowing down. Qian Lei filled Li Minghui with a glass of wine, poured him another glass, and smiled obscenely, "Second brother, how many people do you think you can put the eldest brother in the audience?"

Li Minghui drank a glass of himself, and his sharp eyes looked around as lightly. There were about 30 cultivators in the audience. There were seventeen or eight in the early stage of the tribulation, and the middle stage of the tribulation was led by the man in white robe. There were seven or eight in the middle stage of the tribulation. One of them was a little older, but the strength here was all in the late stage of the tribulation, which was amazing. They smiled and watched the situation, drinking from time to time.

"Can you and I not understand the strength of your brother? He took the crazy and domineering route, which was very erect as the fourth brother back then, but the fourth brother said that his body was not weaker than him. These people could not resist the invincible iron fist of his elder brother. There was only the last few cultivators who were in the late stage of the tribulation, but they were just a little bit powerful, and they were still not enough to see in front of the elder brother." Li Minghui said lightly.

Qian Lei, who was standing beside him, nodded with a slutty smile. They were still quite clear about the boss's strength, just a perverted strong man.

At this moment, the white-robed man Lu Hao was going crazy, his eyes were blazing fire. He looked at Zhang Tiejun coldly, like a giant beast about to go crazy, and said coldly, "Do you want to die, do you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the audience suddenly became a little colder. The seven or eight men in the middle stage of the tribulation behind him were watching the two young men behind Zhang Tiejun playfully. I wonder why the two young juniors in the early stage of the tribulation had the intention to eat.

Zhang Tiejun shrugged, his iron arm shook slightly, and a loud noise came. His body had reached such a terrifying level. Even ordinary Mahayana powerhouses would not want to cause too much damage to his body.

He responded, "There are so many people who want me to die, who are you?"

Zhang Tiejun's tough and decisive answer made the white-robed man Lu Hao unable to bear it anymore. This boy who was less powerful than him in front of him was so arrogant. He seemed not a cultivator in Qingshui City. How could he tolerate it?

When a person is angry, his head will be controlled by emotions. The strong man in the Tribulation Period is still like this. At this moment, Lu Hao's eyes turned red and he punched him directly at Zhang Tiejun.

He is a worshiper of the Lu family in Qingshui City. The Lu family is one of the five major families in Qingshui City and is very famous. You can imagine how Lu Hao can be worshipped in the Lu family.

His fist has a strong smell, and one punch can make ordinary people afraid of the mid-stage tribulation. After all, it is a worshiper from the Lu family. There is no weak strength, and the big family will not recruit some worshipers with weak strength to support them at home at a high price. That is something that a fool can do.

"Lu Hao took action. His strength is very strong in the middle stage of Qingshui City. It is said that he is about to become a strong man in the late stage of the tribulation."

"Yes, that rough man seems to be suffering a big loss."

Someone whispered behind, saying that the most powerful people in the early stage of the tribulation in the hall, while the seven or eight powerful people in the middle stage of the tribulation behind Lu Hao had a steady smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Go to die!" Lu Hao took action without any mercy. This attack could seriously injure a cultivator who was in the early stage of the tribulation. But this was far from enough. The instructions given by Lu Hao's angry head did not only seriously injure the arrogant and rude man in front of him.

Zhang Tiejun's iron-resolute mouth raised steadily, revealing a sarcastic look. He also punched, and the howling wind blew, causing the dish on the tables around him to shake.

The two fists thumped and something terrifying happened. Lu Hao's body instantly burst out and directly hit the wall dozens of meters away.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of Lu Hao's mouth, and Lu Hao's eyes were staring loudly, and his face looked unbelievable.

Everyone around was also looking at Zhang Tiejun with monster-like eyes, completely unable to understand why the fist of a cultivator in the early stage of the tribulation was not only not inferior, but instead knocked the cultivator in the middle stage of the tribulation away with one punch.

They didn't even fight each other, and they just punched them away. The whole process was smooth and flowing, and even had a strong ornamentality.

Your eyes are not blurred.

"Who is this big man? What a terrifying strength!"

"Oh my God, I knocked Lu Hao away just by just a meeting. His strength is still lower than Lu Hao. A person with such strength will never be unknown in Qingshui City."

"Maybe it is a strong man from the outside world."

A group of strong men in the early stage of the tribulation were very happy. They were all in the early stage of the tribulation, so naturally they didn’t want Zhang Tiejun to lose, but they still wanted to win. But they didn’t dare to think about it because this was something that had never happened before.

The cultivators in the early stage of the tribulation were excited, just like they punched Lu Hao to death. The seven or eight cultivators in the middle stage of the tribulation grew up and their eyes showed an incredible look. Lu Hao's strength was ranked among them, which means that at least four of the seven or eight people would be punched by the rough man in front of them.

"This person is extremely dangerous!"

“Very strong!”

This is the evaluation given to Zhang Tiejun by seven or eight powerful men in the middle stage of the tribulation.

And the last one, four late-stage strong men in the tribulation stage, showed a hint of shock in their eyes. They were stronger, so many people were far away from each other when they saw it.

"The man did not exert his strength, but knocked a cultivator who passed through the mid-stage tribulation away."

"If this person fights me, I will only have three points to win."

Several powerful men in the late stage of the tribulation exchanged in a low voice, and they were also shocked.

Lu Hao stood up from the corner of the wall, his body trembling slightly, and his blood-red eyes were filled with murderous bodies. In his heart, he still thought that Zhang Tiejun's sneak attack accounted for more. Even if he was not good, he would not lose to a cultivator who was in the early stage of the tribulation.

"Come on your life!" Lu Hao yelled. Everyone could see that he was really angry, his eyes were blood red.

A blue long sword appeared in Lu Hao's hands, and he had no weapons before, indicating that Lu Hao did not have the intention to kill people. After all, killing people in Mingyue Tower will also cause him a lot of trouble. But now Lu Hao doesn't care about that much.

When a person's mind gets hot, he can't do anything.

There was a hint of mocking at the corner of Zhang Tiejun's mouth, so he simply put his hands back, put them behind him, and raised his chest. He looked down at the mad dog in front of him.

Seeing Zhang Tiejun's appearance, the eyes of more than a dozen cultivators who had passed through the tribulation were filled with small stars. This is the fucking strong man.

"If this elder brother is fine, I must make friends. Even if I want to be his younger brother, I would be willing." A cultivator who was in the early stage of tribulation wanted to recognize Zhang Tiejun as his elder brother.

"Go to die, don't you see my elder brother looking scared at all?" This person is even more powerful. He called him brother without Zhang Tiejun's consent.

"Come on my life. My sword hasn't drunk blood for a long time. Although you are not a cultivator in the middle stage of the tribulation, if you provoke me today, you will only end up dead." Lu Hao roared angrily.

Everyone around heard Lu Hao's voice and showed a hint of fear when they saw the long sword in his hand. The Lu family worshippers are good at using swords, and Lu Hao is one of the best sword masters in worship.

"Brother Lu has taken the sword, that kid must be in danger."

"This is naturally. Brother Lu has the Lu-style sword technique. It is rumored that Lu-style sword technique is a profound sword technique. This sword technique is only qualified to learn by offerings that have made great contributions to the Lu family. The worship of those who have learned the Lu-style sword technique is much different from the worship that have not learned."

Some of Lu Hao's friends saw that Lu Hao was really serious and used the very powerful Lu-style sword technique as soon as they came up. Several of them had their eyes completely stared at the sword in Lu Hao's hands, and could watch some of the legendary Lu-style sword technique for free, which is a rare thing to encounter.

"It's so stupid. It's okay if you don't hold a sword. It's so stupid to hold a sword in front of my second child." Zhang Tiejun smiled in his heart. The reason why he put his hands behind him was that he knew that after Lu Hao picked up the sword, there was nothing he had to do with him.

Not to mention the Mahayana sword cultivator or the Tribulation Sword Cultivator, there are really not many who are qualified to hold a sword in Li Minghui's hands. This is a shame to a great swordsman. This is not what Ye Yu said, but the original words of the Black Crane Earth Immortal.

The sharp sword edge rushed towards him, and Zhang Tiejun had no fear at all. Instead, he was looking at Lu Hao with the gaze of watching the show.

"Die!" Lu Hao roared, his sword was less than half a foot away from Zhang Tiejun.

At this critical moment, a terrifying purple sword energy instantly appeared in front of Zhang Tiejun, as if it was an invincible swordsman coming to rescue him. It bombarded Lu Hao's right hand holding the sword like lightning. With a puff, blood and flesh flew out, and the right arm flew out instantly. The sound of the white sword hit the ground, and blood mist was dripping in the air.

In an instant, a sad and painful scream came from the corner of Lu Hao's mouth. His right arm was gone, and his forehead was so painful that it was sweating.

Everyone stood up in shock, including the cultivator who was sitting at the end of the tribulation, who was also staring at the end of the tribulation. At this moment, they were shocked and completely shocked.

The seven or eight middle-stage strong men behind Lu Hao were trembling with their legs weak and they didn't know what was going on. It was Zhang Tiejun who should have died, but he turned the world around. However, Lu Hao broke his arm.

At this moment, a cold face raised his head and said in a cold voice; "Use a sword in front of me, cut off his arm! I hope you can do it yourself."

Time seems to be frozen in this moment forever.

A powerful swordsman, here, took the first step in his invincible life!
Chapter completed!