Duan Sanchang glanced at Shen Xiang. He didn't recognize that the middle-aged uncle in front of him was Shen Xiang. He nodded his head and said, "These guys never think that their farts are smelly. They even smell it with relish. If you say that their farts are smelly, they will definitely fight you to the death."
Shen Xiang laughed and said, "That's right. Brother Duan, how about this, leave this Feixian Gate fart to me! I like to teach this kind of guy a lesson. Don't worry, I won't kill them. At most, I will just slap their butts until they are swollen. "
"Brother, please do as you wish. This kind of fart fart can be casually beaten. But you have to be careful, those old fart farts will definitely come out." Duan Sanchang laughed mischievously.
"That would be best. I will beat them up together."
The two handsome chief disciples of Feixian Gate and Qian Xuan Gate had gloomy faces. They clenched their fists and wished that they could smash Shen Xiang and Duan Sanchang's mouths. They were good at everything except framing people, but when it came to cursing people, they were definitely not as good as Shen Xiang and Duan Sanchang.
"Hey, what's your name? My fists don't hit nameless people." Shen Xiang slowly rolled up his sleeves. He looked like a pig butcher who was preparing to slaughter a pig.
The chief disciple of Feixian Gate had never heard of him. This person was too ignorant. It made people think that he was pretending.
Shen Xiang had indeed never heard of this person's name. He walked towards the city gate. Fighting was prohibited in the city.
"Humph, you really are an ignorant country bumpkin. Wait a moment, you will know the consequences of talking too much! My name is Hua Xiongshao. You must remember my name so that you can complain in front of the King of Hell! "Hua Xiongshao's voice was cold. That kind of bone-piercing killing intent made people tremble.
Duan Sanchang stood at the city gate, waiting for an opportunity to make a move. The middle-aged uncle in front of him didn't have a strong aura. He couldn't watch such a person die.
After walking out of the city gate, Shen Xiang laughed: "Hua Xiongshao, right?"
"That's right. Do you remember?" Just as Hua Xiongshao finished speaking.
Shen Xiang suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Hua Xiongshao. That terrifying speed caused everyone to feel a chill run down their spine. Shen Xiang raised his fist, from the bottom to the top, and struck Hua Xiongshao's chin. the moment of impact, a burst of blinding light, and dozens of purple lightning snakes shot out of Shen Xiang's fist, like a god of thunder that controlled lightning, possessed unparalleled Lightning!
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This was only a very short moment, and it was as if lightning had struck him. Hua Xiong Shao's chin was struck, and his entire chin and teeth in his mouth were all shattered. His handsome face was even charred black by the terrifying lightning power.
Hua Xiongshao covered his mouth, his eyes tearing up. He never thought that Shen Xiang would be so sinister, to actually attack so suddenly, but even if he was prepared, he was still unable to dodge. What was even more unexpected was that this middle-aged uncle's attack would be so heavy, to the point that he was disfigured with a single punch.
"Your name is really hard to remember. I just forgot. What's your name again?" Shen Xiang purposely had an apologetic look on his face, and said very sincerely: "I don't know if I can trouble you to tell me again."
Everyone secretly despised him. He had smashed the other party's mouth, yet he still wanted the other party to speak. This was clearly done on purpose.
"If you don't want to say it, then forget it. My fists don't hit nameless people, but my feet can." Shen Xiang's body was like lightning, and with a sou sound, he flashed to Hua Xiongshao's side.
Shao's abdomen kicked Hua Xiongshao, causing him to let out a blood-curdling scream and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Duan Sanchang heaved a sigh of relief, he did not need to worry about this middle-aged uncle at all, he was secretly surprised at the middle-aged uncle's methods, one had to know that in a battle between experts, as long as he lost by half a move, it was possible that he would lose greatly.
Shen Xiang had caught him off guard from the start, his speed and strength were extremely terrifying, but Hua Xiongshao had looked down on him from the start, with a casual expression on his face, that was why Shen Xiang had taken the initiative, with a punch to the point of seeing stars, his chin shattered, and then a kick to the point of severely injuring his Dantian.
Shen Xiang's battle experience was extremely rich, all of which he had trained at Wong Kam Tin's place. When he was sparring with Wong Kam Tin, in order to win half a move against Wong Kam Tin, he had used all kinds of tricks and racked his brains.
"Yo, are you pretending to be the chief disciple of the Feixian Gate to commit all kinds of evil? How can you be so weak? You must not have used your full strength. " Shen Xiang punched again, smashing towards Hua Xiongshao's face. Another bolt of lightning shot out, causing Hua Xiongshao to fly out on the spot.
"Hey, use all your strength, imposter." Shen Xiang shouted in a serious tone.
He had already heavily injured the other party, yet he still shouted for the other party to use all his strength.
When the chief disciple of the Qian Xuan Sect saw that Shen Xiang was so strong, he had already quietly squeezed into the crowd and entered the Green Summit City to find help.
The chief disciple of the Feixian Gate was not weak, otherwise, he would not have been able to chase after Duan Sanchang for so long.
"Stop, brother, you must be a senior figure. How can you bully a junior? Don't you feel ashamed?"
An old man suddenly appeared. He was dressed in white, had white hair, and a youthful face. His face was gloomy and cold.
"I am an elder of the Feixian Gate. As a senior figure, you injured a disciple of my Feixian Gate. I will not let you leave so easily today."
Shen Xiang said innocently, "I am not a senior figure, and I did not intentionally injure him. This person is so weak, how could he be the chief disciple of your Feixian Gate? I saw him pretending to be the chief disciple of the Feixian Gate and swindling others, so I taught him a lesson. "
"You don't need to use flowery words, he is the chief disciple of our Feixian Gate. His strength is comparable to the Son of Heaven. If you are not a senior figure, how could you injure him? Follow me back to the Feixian Gate to be punished. "The old man said with a gloomy face.
Duan Sanchang sneered: "Old Turtle, do you recognize me? The chief disciple of the Qian Xuan Gate and the Feixian Gate wanted to steal my things. What do you mean by that? "
"The tomb robbers of the Duan Clan are all villains. Everyone has the right to punish them. Our Feixian Gate would never do such a thing. Don't slander us." The old man coldly glanced at Duan Sanchang.
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