Xiang Fanchen made a vicious voice, kicked away the ninth beggar who was about to climb to him, and let him roll aside, while he stood in front of Yuan Batian.

A villain like Yuan Batian, he can fight ten of himself in the martial arts world, let alone now.

The target of venting his anger was kicked away, and Yuan Batian suddenly became angry:

"Where did the little white face come from, dare to meddle with my affairs, you are looking for death!"

As the biggest bully in the city, Yuan Batian eats everything in black and white, belongs to the crab family, and is used to being domineering.

Who he wants to beat is not arbitrary, the beggar in front of him has been bullied by him countless times, and there are also people who want to meddle with things, without exception, they have all broken their legs, and this time will not be an exception.

Yuan Batian took a step forward with his right foot, clenched his fist with his right hand, his finger bones creaked, and he took an offensive and threw a heavy fist at Xiang Fanchen.

Before the fist arrives, the wind moves first.

Facing a fist as big as a casserole, Xiang Fanchen's figure did not move, but the white jade fan in his right hand slowly raised and lightly pointed out at the attacking fist.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, the white jade folding fan blocked Yuan Batian's powerful blow.

The blow failed to work, Yuan Batian's pupils shrank sharply, and the other party blocked his fist with a folding fan, he was a master.

Yuan Batian wanted to retreat, Xiang Fanchen moved faster, and at the same time that the white jade fan blocked Yuan Batian's fist, Xiang Fanchen's right leg had already kicked out.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Yuan Batian bent into a prawn, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball, smashing the gate of Guoqing Temple.

"Ahh

The gate of Guoqing Temple was shattered, sawdust was splashing, and Yuan Batian curled up on the broken gate, his face as red as red, and a faint groan of pain came out of his throat.

The huge pain struck Yuan Batian's whole body, and he only felt that the bones in his whole body seemed to be torn apart, and he couldn't feel anything other than pain.

Xiang Fanchen came to Yuan Batian, who was curled up on the ground, stepped on his head, and pressed him the ground.

"I heard that you are the biggest villain in the city of Hangzhou? Who sealed yourself?"

Xiang Fanchen looked at Yuan Batian under his feet with his nostrils, and his tone was frivolous.

Yuan Batian was trampled on the ground and couldn't move, and the huge pain made him unable to speak cruelly, so he could only stare at Xiang Fanchen with hateful eyes.

For Yuan Batian's eyes, Xiang Fanchen ignored it, the wicked still need the wicked to grind, he is the biggest villain, and only the lowest-level villains can do bullying men and women.

"Hehe, spicy chicken!"

The loud noise alarmed the entire Guoqing Temple, and a large number of monks stopped chanting and wooden fish and went out to see what was happening.

As soon as they went out, they were stunned by the scene in front of them, the first villain, Yuan Batian, was trampled underfoot.

Is it the Buddha who has appeared? This wicked man finally has retribution. ’

They are no strangers to the first villain, Yuan Batian, and the monks, especially the other party also has intentions for Guoqing Temple.

When everyone was chanting, they also prayed for the Buddha's manifestation countless times, and sent King Kong to accept this villain, but the other party was still alive and vigorous, and his power was getting bigger and bigger.

Is it really murder and arson, gold belts, bridge construction and paving without remains?

Now the Buddha has finally appeared.

Li Xiuyuan, who opened the crowd and leaked half of his head, was also shocked, is this brother so fierce?

Moving his gaze downward, the descending dragon saw the Ninth World Wicked Man who was trampled under Xiang Fanchen's feet, Yuan Batian, and the Ninth World Beggar Zhu Da Gu who was cowering in the corner.

Don't ask why the dragon recognized the two at a glance, even if the wicked person was being bullied, because the two of them looked like this kind of face, one fierce and evil, and the other bitter haha.

Besides, after going down to the world, I can't even recognize my own tempering, and I have experienced a fart.

Behind the dragon, Fu Hu held a wooden fish and gnawed happily, and the sawdust fell to the ground.

Ground.

As the pain gradually passed, Yuan Batian quickly recovered, but the foot on his head was like a mountain, and he still couldn't break free with all his strength.

Even if the Immortal Heart provided him with a steady stream of strength, he would not be able to get up. Yuan Batian knew that he had encountered a powerful cultivator, and this was the second time he had encountered such a situation.

The last time he met was a bald donkey named Fahai, who was so profound in Buddhism and so strong that he was almost suppressed by him.

Later, the lord made a move, defeated Fahai, and rescued himself, if it weren't for the lord's jealousy of the Buddhism behind Fahai, and the lord's magic weapon has not been recovered, how can there be Jinshan Temple now.

Now this is the one the lord said, the lord is certainly clever.

Violence adds up, and then leads people to be good, hehe, fuck you good, why didn't anyone be kind to themselves before.

Yuan Batian opened his mouth and made a demon-like voice.

"What if you beat me? Kill me if you have the ability. ”

"Yes, I admire the man who is not afraid of death, even if he is a wicked person, then let me fulfill you. ”

Xiang Fanchen's right foot was raised high, and then fell fiercely.

"Don't!"

Li Xiuyuan came back to his senses and exclaimed, if the Ninth Wicked Man died, then what would happen to his mission?

"Ahh

The breath of death was infinitely approaching, and Yuan Batianxia subconsciously shouted.

"Bang!"

Xiang Fanchen stepped on the stone slab in front of Yuan Batian's head, and the slate burst instantly, a huge crack spread, and the broken stone hit Yuan Batian's hideous face.

The stone made a tiny wound, and the blood was left on his cheek, making Yuan Batian's already ugly face even more vicious.

"Hehe, wicked!"

", I'm out of luck. ”

Although the 999-level tuba bullies the trumpet in the novice village is very cool, it is also boring to bully all the time.

No, it's cool to bully the trumpet for a while, and it's always cool to bully the trumpet, but the sheep can't catch a sheep, you have to play with it, otherwise it will soon be bald.

Yuan Batian got up from the ground and glared at Xiang Fanchen fiercely.

According to the lord's statement, the other party will not kill him, but the other party is too ruthless, and there is no need to beat him in vain.

"What? You don't really think I dare to kill you, do you? Or do you think that you can keep you from dying just by giving you the broken heart that the Black Rakshasa gave you?"

Xiang Fanchen and Yuan Batian staggered and said something that shocked him.

The other party actually knew the existence of the lord, and also knew that the lord gave him an immortal heart, and he had to tell the lord about this.

"Get out!"

Yuan Batian didn't look back, and left Guoqing Temple at a very fast speed.

"Hey, don't go. ”

Li Xiuyuan chased after him through the crowd.

Xiang Fanchen's mercy at his feet just now made him breathe a sigh of relief, but he also reacted quickly, a bully like the Ninth World Wicked Man had to be reformed quickly, otherwise he didn't know when the other party would burp when he turned around.

After all, this kind of person must have a lot of enemies, plus heroes who want to hoe the strong and help the weak, monks or something, when the time comes, a careless, degreed target is gone, and he doesn't cry.

Li Xiuyuan went to chase Yuan Batian, while Xiang Fanchen looked at Zhu's intestines trembling in the corner.

"What do you think of the promising profession of beggars?"

Hearing Xiang Fanchen's culture, Zhu raised his head, and what caught his eye was the face that had just bullied Yuan Batian, and he burped it.

Xiang Fanchen: "......"

"Am I so terrible?" Xiang Fanchen turned his head to look at the monks of Guoqing Temple.

Seeing Xiang Fanchen turn around, the monks who had just watched the excitement disappeared in an instant, leaving only a fool who gnawed on wooden fish, Fu Hu.

“......”