"The things are mine. Since you are borrowing them, why not I don't."

A trace of sharpness flashed deep in Liu Wuxie's eyes.

At this time, many people gathered outside the gate of the courtyard, most of whom were new disciples, and they were all gloating.

They all handed over Xingshi, but Liu Wuxie didn't, and everyone felt uncomfortable.

"Boy, we ask you to borrow it, that's for you to save face. If you don't know the mercy, don't blame your friends for being rude."

The ninth level of birth that he had just spoken, let out a sneer, with a clear purpose. If Liu Wuxie doesn't hand over it, he will deal with Liu Wuxie and snatch the Tianlong Bible.

"Then why are you not polite if you want to?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth. When he first arrived at Tianlong Sect, he didn't want to be troubled, but he was not afraid of trouble.

There is iron bull today, and there are probably others tomorrow. The only way is to establish your own majesty and let those who want to attack themselves consider their own abilities.

"Damn, this kid dares to confront us and fix him."

The speaker shot straight and punched Liu Wuxie in front of him.

As for Tie Niu, he stood there and didn't move, and kept smiling at Liu Wuxie.

The small Tianxuan Realm dares to be presumptuous in front of him.

The fist wind was approaching Liu Wuxie. If he didn't fight back, he would be hit in the head with a punch.

It seems that they have done a lot of similar things over the years.

"court death!"

Liu Wuxie's body suddenly moved, like a afterimage, and also punched, and returned with a fierce countershock.

"jump!"
Chapter completed!