The well-dressed thug smiled - although the black-faced scholar took a few slaps from him just now and seemed to be unscathed, the meridians in his body were definitely severely damaged. Each of his palms has a force of a hundred kilograms. Now he actually dares to face him.

Confrontation?

"Hey!" Li Yi suddenly became angry when he saw that the other party was actually laughing at him. No matter whether he could beat him or not, at least - Lao Tu would be here soon.

Although this guy was a little scared, he was still quite energetic when it came to a real fight. He gritted his teeth, took a step forward, clenched a fist with his right hand, and swung it with all his strength.

"Bang——" The casserole-sized fist was tightly grasped by the powerful thug on the opposite side.

The well-dressed thug smiled contemptuously, glanced at Li Yi contemptuously, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen him before."

Li Yi bared his teeth and blushed. He was obviously very dissatisfied with the effect of his punch - if this punch were my second brother, wouldn't it have hit you so hard that you were stuck to the wall and couldn't be pulled off with your fingers?

The many onlookers downstairs were already extremely happy at this moment - this black-faced scholar is really funny, he actually dares to brag to the famous top thug in Luohonglou?

"Haha, I'm really laughing to death. Brother Li, do you think he will be thrown out head-up or head-down?" A spectator laughed loudly, hugging the woman in his arms.

The person next to him shook the folding fan, and with his big hand, he twisted the woman's delicate buttocks in his arms, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, I think he will fall out of his buttocks..."

"Haha, congratulations, Brother Li..."

For a time, this dangerous fight became a good show that the drinkers in front of them were happy to watch.

"Another punch?" Li Yi naturally heard what was said downstairs. Being naturally thick-skinned, he just raised his eyebrows and asked for advice in a low voice.

The thug smiled contemptuously and let go of his hand.

Li Yi clenched his fist again, accumulating strength. His whole body tensed up like a stretched bowstring. He clenched his right fist tightly and swung it away again.

"Bang——" There was still a slight muffled sound. Li Yi raised his head and glanced bitterly at the handsome man in the suit who was holding his fist opposite him. He was about to say something when suddenly, a thin heat flow came from his chest.

His chest dipped.

The heat quickly flowed into his body, following the meridians on his chest and flowing into his Dantian.

Then, like a ladle of boiling water thrown into a hot oil pan, the entire Dantian boiled!

"Boom -" Li Yi only felt a violent tremor in his Dantian, and then a surge of astonishing energy quickly flowed out, following the meridians on his arm, and transmitted to his right fist with great momentum.

"Bang——" There was another muffled sound where the fists and palms met, and then Li Yi saw this man in a strong suit, who was a head taller than him and with bulging muscles, fly out like a straw.

"Boom -" With a roar, the big man knocked away the two thugs who were confronting Lao Tu. His speed did not slow down, and he was suddenly mounted on the flower stand behind like a huge human-shaped cannonball.

The flower pots were broken, the flower stands were scattered, and the human-shaped cannonballs smashed through the flower stands, and then hit the wooden wall with a bang.

"Young Master..." Lao Tu stood there dumbfounded, his expression astonished, and the steel knife in his hand still maintained the downward slashing posture.

"I..." Li Yi was also stunned.

"Master, is this Li Yi a master-level warrior?" The middle-aged man downstairs stood up with a roar.

"What happened just now? Brother Li?" The wine glass in the hand of the man who spoke before fell to the ground, and he still didn't realize it.

The other man seemed to be a little unsure and lowered his voice, whispering: "It seems that this black-faced scholar punched away the number one thug in Luohonglou?"

"Ah!" All the spectators who were waiting for Li Yi to be thrown out with smiles fell silent. Everyone looked at him as if they had seen a ghost - could this kid be a master-level expert, but he had just been

Pretending?

Li Yi was at a loss at this moment, feeling that the surging energy just now retreated quickly like a tide, and then his right arm went limp, and he could no longer find the feeling of power that he had when he punched people away.

"What's wrong with me?" Li Yi looked at his fist carefully and found that even the palm prints had not changed. He raised his head, looked at Lao Tu, and said in a loud voice: "Lao Tu, let's go back.

Bar……"

"We made trouble in Luohonglou, are you leaving?" A gloomy voice came from downstairs.

Li Yi turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a green robe walking slowly upstairs. His steps seemed relaxed, but with every step he took, he moved forward a few meters.

, making it look like the eyes have an illusion.

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding!" Li Yi waved his hands hastily, joking, I am not here to find a fight.

"Misunderstanding?" The man in green robe narrowed his eyes and instantly stepped over Lao Tu and stood in front of Li Yi.

Li Yi sighed, shrugged and said helplessly: "Then what do you want?"

The green-robed man glanced at Li Yi contemptuously, and then said: "You cut off one of your own arms, and then pay ten times the compensation for the loss caused by falling into the red building today, and that's it."

"Fart!" Lao Tu was furious and slashed with his knife.

The steel knife turned into a stream of light and fell, but it could only lightly pass by the man's green robe.

"Monk." Lao Tu gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely.

"If you don't cut off your arm yourself, then I can only cut it off for you." As the man in green robe spoke, his robe automatically moved without any wind. His body slowly rose up in the air, then he raised his brows and said softly: "Behead!"

As he raised his right hand slightly, a light blue light formed in the air, turned into a sword light, and slashed towards Lao Tu rapidly.

"Fuck you!" Lao Tu waved his long sword and went straight to meet the sword light.

The steel knife and sword light met, but strangely no sound was made. Then Lao Tu's expression suddenly changed, and he took two steps back before he could neutralize the power of the middle-aged man's casual wave.

"Still quite capable." The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously and said casually. Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand again, and another light blue light gradually took shape, turning into a sword glow in the air.

The sword gleam hung in the air, not emitted, but pointed directly at Lao Tu, whose face turned red because of the sword gleam.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched what happened. The Luohonglou was really too lively today. Not only did a black-faced scholar at the master level come out, but now a monk in green with no apparent strength level came out.

A good man will not suffer the consequences of his immediate loss. When I go back and call that guy Wu Xiaoming over, I will let him stab you to death with two knives... Li Yi gritted his teeth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by someone before him.

"Sir, wait!" Suddenly someone spoke before him.

Li Yi subconsciously looked down and saw that the speaker was wearing a luxurious white gown, his skin color was slightly dark, he looked about 20 years old, and he looked friendly yet dignified.
Chapter completed!