This series of slaps sent a chill down the spines of the Golden Crow clansmen of Fu Sang Mountain. Even the clan leader, Wu Gu Mu, yelled out in a trembling voice, "Don't … don't hit him anymore …" Although Fang Xing had slapped the Little Peng King in front of his own clansmen, and it had made his clansmen feel refreshed and relieved, Wu Gu Mu's heart was so cold that he was about to cry.
Even he could only passively counterattack when facing the Little Peng King's domineering attitude, and didn't even dare to take the initiative to capture him. How would he dare to think that this human cultivator would grab the Little Peng King and slap him? How was this courting death, this was simply asking for trouble!
"Liu Er was originally a bold person. When he was only at the Spirit Formation stage, he dared to sneak into the Demon Court, and borrowed the power of the altar to escape to the Nan Zhan Bu Province. In less than ten years, he was reborn, and returned with a Gold Core stage cultivation. His friend's courage … It can't be said to be big or small, this is simply crazy. It's over, it's over, this time Fu Sang Mountain really can't protect him!"
The clan leader of the Golden Crow Clan, Wu Gu Mu, had already regarded Fang Xing as a dead man.
Even he couldn't predict how the group of protective old birds of Gu Blade Mountain would react when they found out that their grandson was slapped like this.
"Are you obedient?"
Fang Xing slapped until his own hand was numb, only then did he stop. Looking at the pig-headed Little Peng King, he glared and shouted.
"I … You and I … I and you …"
The Little Peng King had already fainted, his eyes were so swollen that only a slit could be seen, and his speech was unclear.
"You … you you you you you … you're finished, you're finished …"
On the side, a trembling voice cried out. It was an old servant of the Little Peng King who cried out in despair.
Fang Xing suddenly turned his head and glanced at him. He suddenly frowned and said, "Still not kneeling?"
As he spoke, he slapped the Little Peng King's face again.
"Stop hitting, kneel, we kneel …"
"Swoosh …"
The old servant shouted and suddenly knelt down. Behind him, the people of Lonely Edge Mountain also knelt down.
Fang Xing took a glance and nodded in satisfaction. However, his gaze suddenly shifted and saw a toad demon who was staring at him blankly. He slapped Little Peng King's mouth twice and shouted at the toad demon, "Everyone else is kneeling, why aren't you kneeling?"
That toad demon was startled. Only then did he realize that everyone's eyes were on him. Only then did he realize that he was too engrossed in watching the show and did not notice that the mist in front of him had dissipated. He was accidentally exposed in front of everyone. He hurriedly said with a sullen face, "It has nothing to do with me, I'm just a spectator … I'll have to go home and cook later …"
Fang Xing said, "Even those who are here to watch the show have to kneel!"
As he spoke, he slapped Little Peng King's mouth again.
"Bastard, you caused our little ancestor to suffer. Do you want to be exterminated?"
One of the old servants of the Little Peng King gritted his teeth and shouted, scaring the toad demon into kneeling down with a "plop".
"Human cultivator, if you want to die in one piece, then you better let go of our Little Peng King now. Otherwise, when our ancestor arrives, not to mention you, even the Fusang bloodline will not have a good ending. At that time, don't blame us for not warning you …"
The old servant of the Little Peng King fiercely shouted as his hands trembled. However, they didn't actually inform the ancestors. The main reason was that this matter was too big. They were worried that after the ancestors arrived, the first thing they would do was to blame them for not protecting the Little Peng King and then slap them into ashes. Therefore, they wanted to save the Little Peng King and then cover up this matter …
"You better hurry up and call those old fellows over!"
Fang Xing was very dissatisfied and sneered. Then, he looked at the Little Peng King and said with a tone of an elder lecturing a junior, "Grandson, don't be so arrogant in the future. Look at how low-key I am. For someone as arrogant as you, it's lucky that you met this young master. If you met someone with a bad temper, wouldn't they slap you?" As he said this, he shouted, "Do you understand?"
"Understood, understood …"
The two old servants hurriedly shouted and thought, "Who can slap more ruthlessly than you?"
The Little Peng King was a tough guy. He was still mumbling, "I … I want to kill … you …"
"Want to kill your ancestor? You're asking for a beating! "
Fang Xing backhanded another slap, breaking the hearts of the two old servants who were kneeling on the ground.
"Little ancestor, talk less. A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him …"
One of the old servants was even trying to dissuade him.
Fang Xing, on the other hand, sneered and took out a roll of cloth from his Storage Pouch. Inside it was a Scarlet Feather that was solemnly wrapped. After probing it with his divine sense and discovering that the Scarlet Feather was fine, he put it away again. He pinched his fingers and sat on the cloud, lazily as if he was basking in the sun. Then, he looked at the Little Peng King and said, "Did that bitch of Qingqiu Mountain instigate you to capture me?"
The Little Peng King's lips and teeth were bleeding. His handsome appearance was long gone, but he was still very stubborn. He gritted his teeth and said, "You … you stole Sister Fox's Immortal Essence and came to the land of demons as a thief … little ancestor, I … I must capture you …"
Slap!
Fang Xing slapped him to shut his mouth, and scolded, "Damn it, if Old Heretic knew that he had such a disappointing descendant like you, I really don't know how angry he would be, letting a slut play around with him! I'll also tell you clearly that not only did I steal her treasures and pee on her jade couch, I even stole her underwear. Do you want it? How many should I give you? "
When the Little Peng King heard him insult the goddess in his heart again, the venom in his eyes almost turned into flames.
As Fang Xing spoke, he took out a storage bag. He first rummaged through it and found the Immortal Essence that was the size of a Nascent Soul's fist. He then stuffed it back into the storage bag and took out an emerald green flying sword. Among the demon cultivators, someone immediately recognized it. It was the flying sword that the Fox Fairy used when she was at the Foundation Establishment stage. Then, he stuffed it back and took out a phoenix hairpin …
Fang Xing took out several ultimate treasures in succession, flashing them in front of the daemon cultivators before stuffing them back. The daemon cultivators were now absolutely certain that the human bastard had indeed ransacked Immortal Fox Fairy's treasury. They had to catch the loot to catch the culprit, but there was no need to catch the culprit this time, and the loot was directly shown … But it was also at that moment that Fang Xing suddenly took out a piece of bright red cloth …
"Dudou …"
Countless daemon cultivators suddenly inhaled sharply at the same time, their eyes shining as they looked at the item in his hand.
"Pfft, it smells like a coquettish fox …"
Fang Xing took it in his hand and looked at it, before throwing it out as if he was disgusted.
The red undergarment fluttered in the air for a long while. Suddenly, it made a strange turn and flew behind a cloud. It seemed to have been taken away by some demon cultivator using a demonic technique. At the same time, a strange, lascivious laughter rang out from behind the cloud...
"This is the dudou of the number one beauty in the demon land, Immortal Fox Fairy …"
In the hearts of all the demonic cultivators, such a thought flashed through their minds …
"Hehe, there are a lot of things like this, even her underwear is here. Do you want it?"
Fang Xing's eyes flickered as he sneered and glanced around.
The surrounding clouds were heavy and silent, but after a while, a sharp voice suddenly sounded, "I want it!"
After this reply, there were actually a few muffled laughs that caused the atmosphere to relax a little.
"You daemons are quite interesting. Alright, since you want it, I'll auction it!"
When Fang Xing heard this, he laughed and really rummaged through his storage bag for a long time before taking out a pair of white underwear. He waved it twice in the air and shouted, "One pair of underwear from Immortal Fox Fairy. The starting price is ten pieces of spirit essence. Does anyone want it? Hurry up, this is Immortal Fox Fairy's underwear, who else can get it other than me? There won't be another chance like this, if you don't bid now, it'll be too late … "
He was auctioning off Immortal Fox Fairy's underwear as if he was selling watermelons, but the people of Mount Gu Blade and Mount Fu Sang were stunned. Even Wu Sang 'er gritted her teeth, wondering why her cousin's friend was so unreliable. He had already caused a huge disaster, but instead of running away, he was auctioning Immortal Fairy's underwear here … Was he waiting for the patriarch of Mount Gu Blade to come?
At the same time, she wondered, when did he take the underwear? Why didn't I see it?
"I'll pay 20 pieces of spirit essence, give it to me?"
Fang Xing shouted a few times, and suddenly, a demon cultivator wrapped in a cloud shouted and threw out a pile of spirit essence.
Fang Xing didn't expect someone to really buy it. He laughed and reached out to grab the spirit essence, then threw the underwear over. The demon cultivator in the cloud hurriedly caught the underwear, and there was a deep breath, then he chuckled and said, "Smells good …"
This laughter was full of hedgehog intent, and it made the hearts of the surrounding rogue cultivators restless.
After a while, someone suddenly shouted, "Anyone else? 30 pieces of spirit essence, give me one … "
Following this voice, another quickly shouted, "I'll also pay 30 pieces of spirit essence, give me one too …"
"I'll pay 40 pieces, give me one that hasn't been washed before …"
"…"
"…"
"Business is so good?"
Even Fang Xing was stunned. He glanced at the inventory in the storage bag, then quietly rode the cloud closer to Mount Fusang, and said to Wu Sang 'er telepathically, "Go get your underwear and dudou … If you don't have your cousin's, that's fine too … This is a f * cking good business, I'll catch that woman and raise her to sell underwear and underwear, it'll be profitable enough …"
However, when the Little Roc King that was captured by Chen Xi saw the goddess in his heart had actually been disrespected like this, yet he just happened to be captured and was unable to stop it, the flames of rage assaulted his heart to the point he almost fainted. He suddenly let out a long howl that was filled with sorrow, rage, pain, and aggrievement, and he was like an injured wild beast that was covered in the aura of a tragic hero that had fallen from grace …
For a moment, the anger on his body actually suppressed the voices of the others, and they didn't dare to make a sound.
"I'm doing business, why are you shouting like a ghost!"
Fang Xing suddenly slapped over, interrupting the howl, and instantly turning the tragedy into a comedy …
Fortunately, at this time, a golden cloud came from the northwest sky, and a fierce wind was surging, as if a powerful figure was coming.
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