I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 103 Three Treasures
It was afternoon now, and the streets were bustling with people. Many vendors had set up their stalls, and people in the restaurants along the street were also looking out.

Chen Zhian narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Fushu.

Li Fushu did not answer Chen Zhian's question, but just walked forward slowly.

His eyes were gloomy and his breath was deep. It seemed that the more than one month of recovery had not dissipated the anger in his heart, but instead accumulated more and more deeply.

Chen Zhian also looked at Si Hougui and the other two people in the restaurant, then looked at Li Fushu and advised: "Master Fushu, committing a crime in the street is against the law. If you are caught by the government, you will definitely be punished severely."

Li Fushu stretched out his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Chen Zhian's eyes suddenly lit up.

This sword is more than three feet long, and the scabbard is silver-white like frost and snow, shining with a cool luster in the sunlight.

The hilt of the sword is engraved with ancient patterns, which makes it look quite solemn and simple. It is obviously a good sword at first glance.

Li Fushu has already drawn his sword.

The sword blade is extremely sharp and shines with a cold light.

When the people nearby saw this scene, they all showed some fear on their faces and moved away.

Even in Xuantianjing, there were many noblemen who committed crimes in the streets.

Moreover, this kind of people can often escape legal punishment, so the people are naturally very afraid of them, fearing that they will be hurt by the sword and have no place to complain.

Thus, the area around Chen Zhian and Li Fushu on this bustling street suddenly became empty, and even the original noise became quiet.

Chen Zhian sighed and advised Li Fushu: "It is a serious crime to walk through the city with weapons in hand. You should think twice."

Li Fushu took a deep breath, the anger in his heart almost bursting out.

He was severely injured by Chen Zhian and had to recuperate for more than a month. Even though he took many expensive medicines, he still has not fully recovered.

Whenever he thought of this, Li Fushu would always think of the carp in his own pond.

A carp entered the pond and bit the goldfish?

Before this, I even swore to my cousin that carp would die if they entered the goldfish pond.

As a result, in that heavy rain, Chen Zhian broke several of his bones, and in the end it was Li Qingran who carried him back home.

This made Li Fushu feel like several nails were piercing his heart, making him unable to let go and even like he had a mental demon.

As soon as his injuries recovered a little, he hurried here with sword in hand, because he was afraid that if this inner demon existed for a long time, it would obscure his spirit and become an obstacle on his path of cultivation.

Now he has become a Jade God and is only one step away from the innate realm.

His progress has already been delayed due to healing. If he allows his inner demons to grow, the path to enlightenment will only become more distant.

That is why we met in East City today.

The son of the Minister of Revenue decided not to abide by many of the rules in Xuantianjing.

As long as Chen Zhian's painting hand is left, even if it allows him to vent his anger, what difference does it make considering the Li family's status in Xuantianjing?
As he thought this in his mind, the true energy in his body began to flow, and waves of aura rose up, bringing with them a natural sense of pressure.

Chen Zhian seemed a little scared and took a few steps back.

When Si Hougui at the restaurant saw Chen Zhian retreating, there was suddenly a hint of satisfaction in his eyes!

Ever since Si Hougui went to Southern Jiangsu Prefecture and met this mud-legged young man, he has been in trouble all the way.

At first, this young man had obviously no one to rely on, yet he dared to contradict himself.

Later, he made a bet with him and even lost a hundred-forged long sword.

More than a month ago, he saw this man again in Prince Duanque's pasture. This man was even more courageous and even drew out his Dou Ji long sword, humiliating him.

Think about it carefully.

He, the young tiger on the Young Tiger Monument, the Minister of War and the third son of General Rongtian's mansion, had never gained any benefits from this mud-legged young man.

And every time Chen Zhian saw him, he looked fearless, which made Si Hougui even more angry.

But today... Li Fushu threw aside the rules and came looking for him with a sword in hand. He seemed really scared and even took a step back.

Then his frown relaxed slightly and he looked down at the two of them with interest.

"Don't kill him. Just beat him severely and leave him for a few days. Then people from Liuhuoshan and Xipenglai will come to kill him."

Si Hougui thought so in his heart.

The same is true for Li Fushu.

He walked very slowly, his aura rising steadily, pressing directly towards Chen Zhian.

but……

Be it Li Fushu or the three people watching the fight in the restaurant, no one expected that the first person to take action would be Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian took a few steps back, and suddenly he stretched out his right hand into the air, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Si Hougui's pupils moved. This long sword was exactly the Baiduan Yangsui that he lost to Chen Zhian!
But for some reason, this knife now looks very different.

However, Si Hougui had no time to pay attention to these things. He only saw Chen Zhian draw his sword from its sheath. The scabbard fell, and the powerful force caused the scabbard to pierce into the bluestone street.

Suddenly, a surge of true energy burst out from his body and poured into his legs.

The next moment, Chen Zhian bent his knees and jumped, and the blue bricks under his feet shattered, and Chen Zhian jumped out like lightning.

Heavy and solid true energy like flawless jade burst out from his body. Eleven streams of divine energy locked onto Li Fushu, capturing the trajectory of Li Fushu's energy movement.

The long knife falls!

There are twelve levels to the north of Badu.

This bright white sword light streaked across the sky, bringing with it a great deal of power, and it seemed to contain layers of sword energy that were endless and changing without cause.

Li Fushu had never expected that Chen Zhian would dare to draw his sword and even make such a terrifying strike.

His already condensed true energy suddenly started to circulate, but he felt that this true energy seemed not enough to block the attack, so he continued to use his magic to squeeze the Yuan Guan.

But suddenly, there was a sharp pain at the Yuanguan point.

His injuries have not healed...

Li Fushu suddenly realized why Chen Zhian asked this question.

But he had no time to think about it, and he stretched out his sword like a spring breeze blowing on willows.

The sword energy on the long sword became stronger, bringing out many changes to meet Chen Zhian's terrifying sword attack.

There are overlapping sword forces and a strong murderous intent.

This mysterious sword technique may seem elegant, but it is actually a killing skill. Li Fushu had already used up all his strength without realizing it.

Chen Zhian's Badubei sword technique fell down horizontally, colliding with Li Fushu's long sword.

In an instant, Chen Zhian felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and violent true energy came from Li Fushu's sword, bringing with it a hint of coldness.

Chen Zhian, however, remained calm. He landed on the ground with his legs, held his sword without retreating, and pouncing like a tiger with his left hand to grab Li Fushu's wrist.

Li Fushu had come back to his senses and his eyes became much calmer. He also stretched out his left hand, and a ring on his finger emitted light and turned into a green barrier to block Chen Zhian's punch.

But his figure moved sideways like a ghost, and his sword stabbed straight forward, about to cut off the flesh and blood on Chen Zhian's waist.

Chen Zhian did not retreat or dodge. Yang Sui fell down to block the long sword, but all the true energy in his body was concentrated on the two fingers of his left hand.

Two fingers sweep!

Li Fushu thrust his long sword forward and it hit Yang Sui's long sword, causing a dazzling spark to fly.

At this time, there was no true energy in Yang Sui's long sword. When Li Fushu stabbed it with his long sword, Yang Sui's long sword was subjected to extremely amazing force and hit Chen Zhian directly on the waist.

Li Fushu's eyes lit up with joy...

"Let me break your ribs first." He thought this in his mind, and a barrier appeared again in the ring on his left hand, trying to block Chen Zhian's left hand sword finger.

But at this moment, Chen Zhian swept his sword across, and his spiritual treasure barrier was instantly cut open. The sword finger did not even stop, and cut his arm, and the flesh and blood immediately burst open, and the wound was so deep that the bone was visible.

Li Fushu felt pain.

But the huge force of the long sword in his hand had already hit Yang Sui, and Yang Sui's long sword, carrying such a huge force, hit Chen Zhian's waist.

Chen Zhian suffered such a horrible collision on his waist.

Li Fushu felt a little relieved. Even though he was injured, the victory or defeat had been decided...

However, the next moment, when Chen Zhian suffered such a collision, a clanging sound came from his waist, like the collision of steel.

Chen Zhian's expression remained unchanged. He twisted his long sword, which instantly caught fire and slashed Li Fushu's waist in an incredible way.

At the same time, a belt on Li Fushu's waist glowed, and an astonishing aura burst out to block the blade of the burning Yangsui long sword.

But the extremely terrifying power within it fell upon Li Fushu.

Click!

With a crisp sound, several of Li Fushu's ribs were broken, and the powerful force was about to throw his body out.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhian took a step forward in an instant, stretched out his left hand, grabbed Li Fushu's wrist, and pulled Li Fushu down to his knees.

Chen Zhian threw the long sword in his right hand, and it accurately fell into the scabbard beside him. Then he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Li Fushu's neck!

It all happened so fast!

The two fought for only a few rounds.

The illusion that Li Fushu gave the three people in the restaurant that he could defeat Chen Zhian only lasted for a moment.

It was at this moment that Li Fushu was defeated.

Chen Zhian even pinched Li Fushu's neck tightly with his big hands, and a smile appeared on his face, just like before.

"Master Fushu, what a pity." Chen Zhian smiled and said, "If you were fully recovered, even three of me wouldn't be able to defeat you.

But your injury hasn’t healed…”

"Why do you want to rush over to my place to get beaten up?"

"Stop!" Next to Si Hougui, a man in his thirties with a stern look suddenly stood up and shouted angrily.

Si Hougui and another person standing by also looked at Chen Zhian with murderous intent in their eyes.

Chen Zhian was not afraid at all, he casually grabbed Li Fushu's neck and said, "Everyone, I, Chen Zhian, have been bullied many times before.

Today I can't stand it anymore.

If you dare to come forward, I will tear off one of his arms."

"You dare not." Si Hougui sneered: "You know who he is."

"Don't dare?" Chen Zhian's smile became brighter, and he raised Li Fushu in his hand a little higher: "Ask this Master Fushu carefully, do I dare or not?"

Li Fushu's face flushed red, and the severe pain in his ribs made him unable to speak.

Chen Zhian's big hand could take his life in an instant, so he didn't dare to condense his true energy rashly.

Chen Zhian asked this at this time.

He fell silent, and then thought of the upward slash of the knife that Chen Zhian had just made.

If it weren't for the magic treasure on his waist, I'm afraid he would have been broken into two pieces by now...

"This Chen Zhian is simply a madman."

Li Fushu pursed his lips tightly and glanced at the three people in the restaurant.

"Let me guess." Chen Zhian also pointed at the three people and said, "Needless to say, Young Master Si is already quite familiar to me.

As for the two of you, there is no need to guess, you must be the lieutenants and generals under Li Bodu. You are quite thick-skinned, and you are twenty-year-olds who want to come and cheer for the fight."

"However, if this Master Fushu lost an arm, Uncle Li would surely reward you two well when he returns."

Chen Zhian seemed too lazy to say more after this. He shook his head casually and brought Li Fushu to the Yangsui long sword.

He stroked his left hand and the long sword disappeared. He then casually picked up Li Fushu's sword, and then carried Li Fushu as if he was carrying a chicken, and stepped into another long street.

"Go back for now. Your son, the Li family, just broke a rib. He will be back soon."

Si Hougui frowned and looked at the two people beside him.

The two people beside him, who were either lieutenants or generals, had sweat all over their foreheads and didn't know what to do.

Just watched Chen Zhian walk away.

This street is right next to Balian Street. Chen Zhian ignored the looks from others and dragged Li Fushu all the way to Balian Street, where they stopped by to rest.

Qu Junhui was originally lying on a recliner with his eyes closed, but when he heard the noise and opened his eyes, his expression suddenly darkened.

"You little ancestor, do you want to kill me?"

He stood up and cursed, then closed the door of the residence.

Chen Zhian casually exerted force with his fingers, and with a click, Li Fushu's neck was instantly dislocated.

Then came another knee, landing hard on Li Fushu's ribs.

"Master Fushu, I advise you to have a good rest. Wait until your injuries are completely healed, or even reach the Xiantian realm, then come find me.

Otherwise you’re always healing.”

As he spoke, he broke a few more of Li Fushu's bones. Then he rolled his eyes, smiled, squatted down, and took off the ring on his finger and the belt around his waist.

"You won't report it to the police?"

Chen Zhian looked at Li Fushu with some suspicion.

Li Fushu closed his eyes and pursed his lips, as if he had not heard what Chen Zhian said.

Chen Zhian stood up, thought for a moment, and kicked Li Fushu further away before knocking on the door of Xirenju again.

Qu Junhui opened the door a crack and looked at Chen Zhian. Seeing that Li Fushu was gone, he breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door.

Then he saw Li Fushu lying on the ground like a dead dog not far away, and there were many people pointing and talking in the distance, not knowing what they were saying.

Qu Junhui looked helplessly at Chen Zhian who had slipped into the shop.

He looked at it for a long time, then suddenly shook his head: "How brave are you?"

Chen Zhian was also holding a ring and a belt in his hands.

He lowered his head and looked at the ring and belt carefully, and felt that the ring and belt contained many strange spiritual patterns.

These two things... are both magical treasures for protection.

The number of spiritual patterns in it is exactly the same as that in Chen Zhian’s cicada-wing finger gloves, so they should all be third-grade spiritual treasures.

Plus that sword that looks pretty good...

"Master Fushu's family is really rich."

Chen Zhian was full of admiration, and when he looked up he saw Qu Junhui's surprised look.

So he patiently replied: "I told you, I have someone to back me up."

ps: I’m a little late today, sorry. The main reason is that I have too many updates every day and I can’t save the manuscripts, so I write them on the spot every day.

But you don't have to worry about the quality. I have a detailed outline of 18,000 words, so there is basically no problem with writing. The most serious problem is that the details are a little difficult to write.

(End of this chapter)