"This trash? Then I will behave recklessly. Let's see what you can do," Mu Chen said. With a single kick, he sent the young man flying harshly. After tumbling several times, he was caught by a disciple, then spat out a mouthful of blood, his face immediately turning deathly pale.
"Black Robe, my father is an Elder here. Wait till I get him to crush your neck," the youth shouted angrily, unwilling to give up.
"Crush my neck? I'll wait and see then," Mu Chen responded and continued to walk away.
"Stop! Who allowed you to leave?" Two middle-aged men's expression changed as they locked onto Mu Chen.
"Are you trying to start a fight?" Mu Chen stopped, smiling.
"How dare you act so arrogantly at Shennongjia. You really think Shennongjia lacks people to discipline you?" The two middle-aged men's killing intent rose as energy surged out, quickly forming into the Shennong Palm and shot straight towards Mu Chen.
"Two from Legendary Realm, I really disdain them."
