Chapter 890: Flying Immortal Gate
Duan Sanchang glanced at Shen Xiang, but he didn't recognize that the middle-aged uncle in front of him was Shen Xiang, he nodded: "These guys never think that their farts stink, and they smell with relish, if you say that their farts stink, they must fight with you." ”
Shen Xiang smiled: "That's right. Brother Duan, it's better to leave this Feixianmen fart essence to me! I like to teach this kind of guy in my life, don't worry, I won't kill them, at most I will just slap their butts swollen. ”
"This old brother, please, this kind of fart essence can be beaten casually, but you have to be careful, those old fart essences will definitely come out. Duan Sanchang smiled.
"That's the best, I'll beat it together. ”
The two handsome chief disciples of Feixian Sect and Qianxuanmen were gloomy at this time, clenching their fists, eager to smash Shen Xiang and Duan Sanchang's mouths, they were better at things other than framing them, but they were definitely not as good as Shen Xiang and Duan Sanchang when they scolded people.
"Hey, what's your name, my fist doesn't hit the nobody. Shen Xiang rolled up his sleeves slowly, as if he was an old pig killer, preparing to kill pigs.
The chief disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect has never heard of it, and this person is too unknowledgeable, which makes people think that he is pretending.
Shen Xiang really hadn't heard the name of the person in front of him, he walked towards the city gate, fighting was forbidden in the city.
"Hmph, it's really a little knowledgeable bun, wait a minute, you will know the fate of the mouthful! My name is Hua Xiongshao, you have to remember my name, so that you can complain in front of the king of Hades!" Hua Xiongshao's voice was cold, and the killing intent that penetrated people's bone marrow made people tremble.
Duan Sanchang stood at the city gate, optimistic about the opportunity to make a move, the middle-aged uncle in front of him didn't have too strong a strong breath, he couldn't watch such a person die.
After walking out of the city gate, Shen Xiang smiled and said, "Hua Xiongshao, right!"
"That's right, do you remember?" Hua Xiongshao just finished speaking.
Shen Xiang suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Hua Xiongshao, and the terrifying speed made everyone feel cold. Shen Xiang picked up his fist, from the bottom to the top, impacting Hua Xiongshao's chin, and the moment it hit the past, it suddenly exploded a burst of dazzling thunder, and dozens of purple electric snakes burst out from Shen Xiang's fist, just like the thunder god who controls thunder and lightning, with supreme thunder and lightning power!
After the lightning disappeared, the rolling thunder was transmitted in all directions, and it shook off into the distance!
This was only a very short moment, just like the thunder of the sky, Hua Xiongshao's jaw was impacted, the entire jaw and the teeth in his mouth were all shattered, and that handsome face was even scorched black by the terrifying thunder and lightning!
Hua Xiongshao covered his mouth, his eyes were full of tears, he didn't expect Shen Xiang to be so yin, and he suddenly made a move, but even if he was prepared, he still couldn't dodge, and he couldn't imagine that this middle-aged uncle would be so heavy, and he would break his appearance with one punch.
"Your name is really hard to remember, I just forgot, what's your name Hua?" Shen Xiang deliberately apologized on his face, and said very sincerely: "I don't know if Lu Dao can trouble you to tell me again!"
Everyone secretly despised him, smashed people's mouths, and even wanted others to speak, which was clearly deliberate.
"Forget it, my fists don't hit nobodies, but my feet can. Shen Xiang's body was like lightning, and with a swish, he flashed to Hua Xiongshao stronger, and kicked Hua Xiongshao's abdomen, kicking Hua Xiongshao with a scream and spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Duan Sanchang breathed a sigh of relief, this middle-aged uncle didn't need him to worry at all, he was secretly surprised by the methods of the middle-aged uncle in front of him, you must know that the masters of the Dao are fighting, as long as they lose half a move, they may be defeated.
And Shen Xiang was taken by surprise at the beginning, his speed and strength were very terrifying, but Hua Xiongshao was very contemptuous at the beginning, with a casual attitude, so he was taken advantage of by Shen Xiang, and his eyes were full of gold stars with a punch, his jaw was shattered, and then he was seriously injured by a kick Dantian, and he was already defeated miserably at this time.
Shen Xiang's combat experience is extremely rich, he has practiced it from Huang Jintian, and when he and Huang Jintian are training, in order to win half a move in Huang Jintian's hands, he is full of tricks and scheming.
"Yo, are you pretending to be the chief disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect to do a lot of evil? How can your strength be so weak? You must not have used all your strength!" Shen Xiang punched again, smashing into Hua Xiongshao's cheek, and another lightning burst out, and Hua Xiongshao flew out on the spot.
"Hey, use all your might, impostor!" Shen Xiang shouted very seriously.
He beat people to serious injuries, and even shouted that people did their best!
Seeing that Shen Xiang's strength was so strong, the chief disciple of the Qianxuanmen had quietly squeezed into the crowd and entered Qingfeng City to find help.
The chief disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect is really not weak, otherwise it would be impossible to catch up with Duan Sanchang so far.
"Stop, this brother, you must also be an elder figure, how do you bully juniors, don't you feel ashamed?"
An old man suddenly appeared, dressed in white, with a childish face and a gloomy face.
"I am an elder of the Flying Immortal Sect, as an elder figure, you injured my disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect, I will not let you leave easily today. ”
Shen Xiang said very innocently: "I am not an elder figure, and I didn't mean to hurt him, this person is so weak, how can he be the chief disciple of your Flying Immortal Sect? ”
"You don't need to talk about it, but he is the chief disciple of our Flying Immortal Sect! His strength is comparable to that of the Son of Heaven, if you are not an elder figure, how can you hurt him? You go back to the Flying Immortal Gate with me to be punished." The old man said with a gloomy face.
Duan Sanchang sneered: "Old turtle, do you recognize me? The chief disciples of the Qianxuanmen and the Flying Immortal Sect want to snatch my things, what do you say?"
"The Duan family who robbed the tomb are all villains, everyone will be punished, our Feixian Gate will never do anything to rob, don't spew blood. The old man glanced at Duan Sanchang coldly.
Duan Sanchang was furious and roared: "Qiu Bin old turtle, your Feixianmen is not a good thing, you remember to me, I can't beat you, but I swear, in this life, I must plane the ancestral grave of your Feixianmen, his grandmother's!"
This old man's name is Qiu Bin, and he is an elder of the Flying Immortal Sect, and Duan Sanchang has had a holiday with this old guy a long time ago.
"Brother Duan, don't be angry, these fart spirits have always been like this, and today I will definitely break their stinky fart mouths. Shen Xiang's voice became gloomy.
The strength of the elders of the Flying Immortal Gate is not weak, and after surviving the six tribulations of Nirvana, Shen Xiang is confident that he can still fight, but it will be harder.