Chapter 1762: A Mixed Class (Part 3)

Bai Chen did not emit the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, but he invisibly caused a trace of fear in the old man of the Immortal King Sect.

Because in Bai Chen's eyes, what he saw was a kind of unruliness that was almost indifferent. It was the strong looking down on the weak, a cold and arrogant attitude that was completely uninteresting.

After carefully recalling Bai Chen's words just now, the old man rolled his eyes, suddenly approached Gu Xiaotian, and whispered to persuade: "Young Sect Master, we are not here to cause trouble, it is better to be careful..."

"Haha, the old poison god of the Immortal King Sect actually gave in!" At this time, a short-haired woman sitting with Qiu Luoxue laughed on the spot.

Her sarcastic comment made Gu Xiaotian, who was about to restrain himself, become furious again on the spot.

"Poison God, as the elder of our Immortal King Sect, how can you be frightened by a little devil? If this matter reaches my father, your position as elder will probably be lost, right?"

Hearing this, the Poison God's old eyes trembled and he looked at Gu Xiaotian in astonishment.

In front of so many people, he still couldn't speak clearly, but the woman from Xingchen Pavilion just said these words, obviously she wanted to cause trouble.

They have different purposes for this trip, but it is definitely not a wise move to fight with someone who does not know the details!

This is a truth that everyone can see, why can’t the young sect master see it?

Seeing that the Poison God was still winking, Gu Xiaotian shook his head impatiently: "Okay, since you don't want to do it, then let me do it myself. As one of the three ancient sects of Beichen, our Immortal King Sect has no one Dare to step on our heads so easily!"

The Immortal King Sect, one of the three ancient sects, is indeed true.

But Qiu Luoxue still knew that the ancient tribe had some abilities. What potential could a force that established itself in the world by hugging other people's thighs have?

So she had no interest in this conflict at all: "Xia Xia, don't get involved in such boring things in the future."

"Yes..." The girl named Xia Xia curled her lips immediately, but she still wanted to see what kind of strength the handsome young man in black robe had.

Seeing that the two groups were about to break out, at this time, several more people walked in from outside the inn.

These people have weird hair, with red and green hair, just like monsters, and they look extremely different.

Among this group of people, there was a cold man, who immediately attracted everyone's attention. This man's face had black lines, which were extremely weird like a curse mark. And when he first came in, he obviously saw the Xingchen Pavilion. However, Bai Chen found that his eyes did not linger on Qiu Luoxue and the others, and there was even a hint of contempt.

When these people came in, the atmosphere in Zhanyue Inn became even weirder. Gu Xiaotian thought for a while and finally showed a mean smile to Bai Chen: "My dear friend, I won't argue with you about today's matter. I just hope Next, just don’t hit my hand.”

"Ah, I don't want to kill you either. After all, you have an awesome father, right~" Bai Chen shrugged casually, and what he said immediately made the group of weird-haired men burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at!" Gu Xiaotian's face suddenly darkened.

However, a red-haired man walked over with disdain. His powerful and tall physique made Gu Xiaotian look like a younger brother in comparison.

When their eyes met, Gu Xiaotian's eyelids twitched, and the Poison God stepped across and blocked him.

The Poison God slowly raised his head and looked up at the red-haired man. There was a hint of coldness in his old eyes: "Young man, it can be said that there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons here. If you don't want to cause trouble, then be less arrogant."

"Yeah, it's really a mixed bag~"

Bai Chen sneered, sat down with Lin Mengyao, and then glanced at the direction of the second floor. An old man was standing there, squinting his old eyes and looking at the people on the first floor.

Following Bai Chen's line of sight, the group of men with strange hair also looked up, but when their eyes moved diagonally upward, the old man had already disappeared.

"He has left. You should also sit down." At this time, the cold-faced man with a black curse mark on his face finally spoke.

The cold voice seemed heartless.

Lin Mengyao's face tightened and became more solemn.

"Everyone here seems to be very powerful..." Lin Mengyao lowered his voice cautiously.

Hearing this, Bai Chen raised his eyes with a smile: "Be more confident and get rid of the appearance."

Lin Mengyao: "..."

Because the atmosphere was rather weird, no one spoke much, except for the group of men with strange hair who were noisy and enthusiastic.

"Brother, do you think the people in the Beichen Empire are all so delicate? Men are like women, and women are like fairies." The red-haired man's voice was like a strong wind whistling by, shocking the weak members of the Immortal King Sect. The disciples quickly covered their ears.

Are they not from the Beichen Empire?

Bai Chen, Qiu Luoxue and Gu Xiaotian narrowed their eyes almost at the same time.

As the red-haired man finished speaking, Bai Chen was particularly surprised that the man who answered was not the man with the curse seal, but the fattest one.

"Hey, we don't care what happened to this Beichen man. Anyway, if he comes this time, the broken scroll belongs to us. Whoever dares to snatch it from us, we, the Five Immortals of the Eastern Region, will kill him!"

Fatty's words once again revealed the information that they were from the Eastern Region.

But Bai Chen was a little confused at this time. These guys seemed to show their identities deliberately. What did they mean?

"The boss is right. Even if old Xuanwu comes in person, he is no match for our brothers, let alone a bunch of brats. Hahaha! Drink, drink!"

The red-haired man threatened again, and the words he said made everyone's faces darken in an instant.

Can the existence of Emperor Xuanwu be suppressed? !

Gu Xiaotian turned his back to those people, and suddenly felt a chill on his back, and was sweating profusely.

Qiu Luoxue and others also had their mouths half-opened, unable to recover for a long time.

"B-Brother Bai, they...!" Lin Mengyao shook his hands, his pretty face turned pale.

An old man, Mr. Lu, was a nightmare. How powerful would a man who could rival Emperor Xuanwu be?

However, Bai Chen shook his head helplessly, calmly held the cup in one hand and drank it all in one gulp: "Don't panic, eat your food."

"..."

Lin Mengyao raised her eyebrows in surprise. What she saw in Bai Chen's eyes was one of ridicule and sympathy.

Could it be that those people are bragging?

In the entire lobby of the inn, the so-called Five Immortals of the Eastern Region could be heard chattering away. Of course, the man with the curse seal was extremely low-key and did not comment from the beginning to the end.