Valkyrie Destruction System

"What? This is impossible!"

Hou Laizi was dumbfounded, and the dozen or so drinkers beside him were dumbfounded.

This is Hou Laizi's full-strength claw, how come down this claw is not even the skin of the chopsticks!

Hou Laizi rubbed the exposed chopsticks a few times with a dull expression. After several confirmations, he was sure that it was indeed an ordinary chopsticks.

But just such an ordinary chopsticks, don't you say that he used more than 10,000 catties of energy, even 20 or 30 catties of energy should be able to easily catch it, right?

How could it have become so hard in the hands of this young man!

"You can't do it with your hands!" Su Fan sat on the table without moving from beginning to end, with a provocative smile on his lips: "Why don't you try with more people?"

"I can do it alone without them!"

Hou Laizi retracted his palm and spit lightly between the palms. This time, both hands were drawn directly toward the exposed chopstick head.

"Reckless!"

Hou Laizi snorted, and the muscles of both arms began to vibrate with frequency, and a pair of big hands suddenly burst out with unprecedented power, which was more than a thousand catties higher than the power of the claw just now.

"Oh? A martial art that increases strength?"

Su Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face, but his expression soon returned to normal, only adding about a thousand catties, which could not pose a threat to him.

boom!

Hugging the head of the chopsticks with his hands together, Hou Laizi pulled out with all the strength of the breastfeeding force, and he did not pull out the chopsticks even with sweat.

The so-called bystanders clear the authorities and are fascinated. When Hou Laizi didn't pull out his chopsticks for the first time, other drinkers faintly noticed something was wrong.

At this time, the dozens of drinkers saw that Hou Laizi had displayed even the martial arts of increasing vigor, but still did not pull out the chopsticks, their faces suddenly became serious.

One time can be said to be occasional, but two consecutive times without success, it seems a bit abnormal.

Obviously, this young man whose Chinese is weak in their eyes is certainly not as simple as they think.

"Boy, which sect disciple are you?"

An alcoholic couldn't help but ask, at this time, if they treat Su Fan as an ordinary person with no cultivation level, then they are really stupid.

"What? Sect disciple?"

Hearing the question of his companion, Hou Laizi gave a sudden shock. He looked at the undamaged chopsticks between his hands and finally realized that his judgment was wrong.

The other party was not an ordinary person at all, but just like them, a cultivator with some cultivation bases.

"Zongmen?"

Su Fan curled his mouth in disdain, picked his fingers lightly, and the force was transmitted into the chopsticks, and immediately shook Hulaizi's arms: "I am not a child of a sect. Besides, those sects can't be trained I am such a powerful person!"

"What! This person is a casual cultivator!"

All the drinkers suddenly lost their voices when they heard the words, and they retreated a few steps in terror, but Hou Laizi actually pressed his numb hands forcibly, and drew back in shock.

Su Fan looked strange, and looking at the expressions of these people, he seemed very afraid of the so-called casual cultivation.

"You...you are a casual cultivator!"

The trembling voice of the tavern little Er came from the side, Su Fan turned his head and saw that the little Er was looking at him with a blue face, shaking with a tray in his hand.

Su Fan frowned slightly. He was very puzzled about what the world was like. There were people fighting everywhere on the road, not to mention, even the very normal title of San Xiu made these people extremely scared.

Could it be that in Lingxuan Realm, the title of casual cultivation is some kind of taboo?

"Tell me, why are you afraid of casual cultivators!"

Su Fan stood up, turned his chopsticks flexibly with his fingertips, and approached the drinkers step by step.

"You do not know?"

The faces of the drinkers were astonished.

Could this kid come out of the gutter?

Why don't you even know this common sense!

"Nonsense, if I knew where would I ask you?" Su Fan said impatiently: "Quickly! Why are you afraid of casual repairs! I warn you, it's best not to fool me, otherwise..."

brush!

Su Fan held the chopsticks in his hand and swiped it lightly, a black and red sword aura flew over the scalps of the drinkers, and cut off the half-meter-wide pillar behind the group with a pop!

"Heaven...Sky Profound Realm!"

These drinkers saw Su Fan's sword aura, and their feet softened. They didn't realize Su Fan's horror until this matter.

Extinguishing profound energy, this is the method of the Sky Profound Realm!

What kind of weak youth is the other party? He is clearly a strong man in the Sky Profound Realm with a cultivation base!

"I... We just called out that a strong person in the Profound Sky Realm is Xiao Bailian?"

"This is over, our strength is not enough for him to kill!"

"But looking at what he said just now, it seems that he is not a member of the Sanxiu League. Maybe we answered his question and he will let us go!"

The drinkers looked at Su Fan with horror, they were all too scared to move.

"Now, you can tell me, what is casual cultivation, right?"

Su Fan looked at these drinkers indifferently, the fierce aura overflowing from his body, turning into a huge aura, enveloping the entire tavern.

The surroundings of the tavern instantly became silent, as if the space in the tavern was completely isolated from the outside world.

The weird and silent atmosphere scared all the alcoholics in the tavern to death, and they immediately explained it to Su Fan.

After Su Fan heard the explanation of these people, he gradually understood the general idea.

It turned out that there has been a strange unwritten rule in Lingxuan Realm since ancient times.

That is, anyone with a talent for cultivation must choose a sect to join, and must sell this sect for a lifetime.

Because in the Lingxuan Realm, generally only sects have circulated cultivation methods, and basically only sect disciples are allowed to use martial arts.

However, there are always some exceptions. There are still some monks in this world who are unwilling to work for the sect and are unwilling to join the sect.

These monks are called casual cultivators in the mouths of those sects, and they are not recognized by the rules.

As for these casual repairs, there is only one attitude of the various sects, and that is to kill!

Because of their loneliness and loneliness, coupled with the lack of orthodox practice, the casual practitioners were very difficult to live at the beginning, and once they were caught by the sect monks, they could hardly escape death.

Then, after a relatively long period of darkness, the dilemma of the casual practitioners finally turned around.

Under the leadership of a monk named Chaida, some of the few strong casual practitioners established a force called the Sanxiu Alliance.