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Chapter 479

Therefore, if you think that with the protection of this rule, you can be fearless in the Donglin Pavilion, then this boy in coarse linen would be too naive.

At this moment, when the cultivator Guiyuan, who had scolded Chen Rui, saw the latter's fearless attitude, his face suddenly became gloomy. He obviously did not expect that the boy who had only cultivated himself in the early stage of the Killing Pill would ask so confidently.

However, this person is a cultivator Guiyuan after all. He has been in the cultivation world for hundreds of years, and he is definitely not without any cunning people. You should know that some cultivators Guiyuan have practiced some secret techniques, which can completely hide their cultivation, so that people of the same level or even slightly higher than the first level are not specific. Perhaps the person in front of him has practiced such secret techniques, so he has to be more cautious.

However, this person could only think of this. He never thought that Chen Rui's cultivation was far higher than him. The reason why he regarded Chen Rui's cultivation as the early stage of the Dan Cultivation was just that Chen Rui did it on purpose.

With Chen Rui's current cultivation level, he wanted this person to be regarded as whatever cultivation level he wanted.

This person was silent for a moment. Although his face was gloomy, he did not turn his back. Instead, he took a step back, looked at Shen Tu Ling, smiled faintly, and said, "Miss Shen Tu, this person has insufficient cultivation and is definitely not qualified to participate in the auction. Isn't this violating the rules of Donglin Pavilion?"

He was smart and kicked the ball directly to Shen Tu Ling.

Shen Tu Ling just smiled slightly and said, "Elder Lu is joking. He is a guest from afar. Since he has come, why is the little girl embarrassed to drive away? If Elder Lu really can't stand it, he can do it himself. Of course, this matter has nothing to do with my Donglin Pavilion."

The monk named Lu was embarrassed and thought to himself that this woman was really difficult to deal with. He turned his eyes to Chen Rui and said in a low voice: "Boy, you heard it, please do it now."

Meteor sat on the side of Chen Rui and suddenly whispered to Chen Rui: "You are such a troublemaker. You are in trouble everywhere you go."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Rui grinned and couldn't help but be speechless. The culprit of this incident was obviously you, and the blame was really quick. He became the king of trouble in one sentence.

Chen Rui was silent and did not pay attention to this monk named Lu. Now he is a dignified person at least asking the monk. If he takes the initiative to take action, he will be a self-destruction.

What the words of the monk named Lu did not attract Chen Rui's silence. The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch, and a hint of resentment surged into his eyes. When did a mere early stage monk dare to ignore him? Does this kid really not know the difference in cultivation between the two sides?

"It seems you can't understand people's words!" A ruthless look flashed through the monk surnamed Lu's eyes and said in a low voice: "Then don't blame me for being rude."

"You're really not over, you're not finished." Chen Rui's words instantly became cold.

As soon as Chen Rui's voice fell, the eyes of the monk named Lu suddenly became cold, and the power of cultivation burst out from his body wildly. The pressure of the cultivation level in the Guiyuan period immediately attracted the attention of many masters in the Donglin Pavilion.

The strength of this monk named Lu has reached the middle stage of Guiyuan. Although this strength is not first-class in Shentu City today, it is quite extraordinary.

The monk named Lu looked cold and his body shook out like a ghost. His spiritual power gathered all over his palm and slapped Chen Rui angrily. This method was obviously already behind the rules of Donglin Pavilion.

He no longer cared about it and was about to slap the arrogant boy to death with one palm, because he knew that even if he violated the rules here, the young sect leader Xiahou Yan would stand up for him, and Shen Tu Ling would not make things difficult for him at that time.

In the Donglin Pavilion, countless eyes watching this scene were slightly condensed. Elder Lu was also cruel and did not reserve at all to attack a cultivator in the Jiedan stage. If the boy in the coarse linen was hit by this palm, he might explode and die on the spot.

Facing the chapter of the middle-stage cultivator in Guiyuan condensing all his spiritual power, Chen Rui's eyes suddenly condensed, he picked up the teacup and drank it gently. At this moment, the death-taking palm containing terrifying spiritual power had arrived in front of him. The palm wind caused his hair to dance.

In the Donglin Pavilion, countless monks looked at this scene in surprise. This kid was too calm. Didn’t he know that the God of Death had waved to him?

"Since you are looking for death, then no wonder Mr. Lu!" The palm of the cultivator surnamed Lu, which contained amazing spiritual power, was already coming like lightning, and it was approaching instantly. Not to mention a cultivator in the early stage of Jiedan, even in the middle stage of Guiyuan who was on the same level as him, even if he wanted to dodge and even defend with all his strength, it would probably be too late.

Unexpectedly, this casual cultivator who came out of nowhere turned out to be an absolute idiot. It seems that this time, the young sect leader can gain another beautiful character.

However, just as he was sure that the other party would die, the space in front seemed to be abruptly twisted, and then he saw a pair of sword fingers pointing lightly on his palm.

At this moment, the cultivator surnamed Lu suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body stopped instantly, and then completely lost control, and the spiritual power condensed on his palm disappeared invisibly.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the monk named Lu without warning. His body suddenly flew backwards. As he vented, a long trace was passed, and finally, with a bang, it landed at the feet of the young Xiahou Yan, the innermost part of the Donglin Pavilion.

The voices of the entire Donglin Pavilion were silent at this moment. The eyes were all looking at this scene in shock. The previous scene was too strange. It seemed that the boy in the coarse linen just slightly. The offensive of the monk named Lu was automatically broken, and he was shocked to make his seven orifices bleed.

"What did he do?" Many monks looked horrified, and their faces became solemn. They could defeat a full-strength attack from a monk Guiyuan at the critical moment. Even in Donglin Pavilion at this moment, there were probably not many people who could do this.

Obviously, to achieve this, you must have the cultivation level of the late stage of Guiyuan or even the Great Perfection of Guiyuan. Does this cultivation level seem to be just like the kid in the early stage of Jiedan, which is actually a cultivator of Guiyuan and Great Perfection of Guiyuan?

This person is not easy to mess with!

If this person is a Great Perfection of Guiyuan, it can explain everything that happened before. Such a person does not need any secret techniques at all. As long as he restrains his cultivation and releases a little bit, he can reach the Great Perfection of Guiyuan without letting them see it. That is really easy.

This can also explain the calm expression of the man in front of him, and also explain why he was able to defeat a mid-stage monk in Guiyuan in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this layer, many people's eyes met. When they looked at Chen Rui's figure again, they had solemn fear and even fear in their eyes.

This time, the young master of the Bajian Sect kicked the ball to the ironclad.

(End of this chapter)
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