The bearded man was still secretly complacent, thinking that he had settled for these young men who didn't look very old.

But he didn't expect that a few-year-old boy who hadn't grown up dared to confront him face to face.

The people next to him saw that he was humiliated by a little kid, how could he hang around in this town in the future.

Taking out his big axe, the bearded man said in a buzzing voice.

"Hehe, where did the little baby come from to be so courageous, dare to provoke me Zhang San."

"Child, do you want to test whether the ax in my hand is sharp?"

"Quickly roll to the side and squat down."

Facing the vicious bearded Zhang San, Jiang Ming didn't show any fear.

"This is an aisle, not a private place, why should I listen to you?"

"Please let me and my uncles go there first, don't rely on the old to sell the old here."

"Hey, you little baby is very brave, let me teach you a lesson for your adults."

Zhang San is not a generous person at all.

Seeing Jiang Ming, a little baby, still fighting against him.

Especially the laughing sound from Li Laowu and the others next to him made him feel quite uncomfortable.

Immediately, he gathered his strength and swung out his fist to hit Jiang Ming.

Although not with all my strength.

But if he did it for real, he probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed if he didn't rest for a few days.

Xu Changqing frowned, and stretched out his hand to block Jiang Ming's front.

"court death!"

Seeing Xu Changqing, this innocent little boy, ran out to block himself.

Zhang San looked disdainful, but the strength and spiritual power in his hands became stronger.

Unless Xu Changqing in front of him is a physical cultivator, even a monk at the golden core stage would not dare to make such a big deal.

Does not show the slightest cultivation base.

"boom!"

A shocking scene appeared.

Xu Changqing's face was flat.

Zhang Sanshi's hand without fireworks directly stopped Zhang Sanshi with a heavy punch, and at the same time squeezed Zhang Tian's hand.

Zhang San's eyes widened when his hands were pinched.

I just felt that my hand was firmly grasped by the claws of some ferocious beast.

A kind of severe pain came from the palm, and Zhang San couldn't help but begged for mercy.

There is even a feeling of cracking.

I'm afraid that the strength in the hand of the little boy in front of him is tens of thousands of catties.

Most of the members of the Changle Gang who fought with the bearded Zhang San and other monks next to him said secretly.

Obediently, he has such strength without using the slightest bit of spiritual power. This young man seems to be a disciple of a certain sect.

Zhang San was unlucky today, and he would not pick the right time to ask someone to collect money.

It hit the iron plate.

In these days, can a young man in this kind of dress be easily provoked?

Since people don't lift their eyelids when they face you, it means that they don't take you seriously at all.

"Forgive me, hero, I was wrong, I don't know Taishan, please let the villain go!"

Looking at Jiang Ming and Xu Changqing who looked calm, Zhang San kept begging for mercy.

He was really scared.

Just now, he used his cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment to promote the middle-grade boxing technique of Xiaocheng realm.

Hitting Xu Changqing's hand was like hitting a ball of cotton.

How strong is this group of people?What should I do if I don't like myself and kill him?

Facing Zhang San's begging for mercy, he didn't take any action, but looked at Jiang Ming.

It means that he will talk about how to deal with it.

Jiang Ming touched his chin thoughtfully, and then said.

"It's too much of an eyesore for this person to stand in here. We'd better send him out of the town so that he won't disturb the people in this town."

The other nine Shushan disciples all nodded.

If it weren't for this rascal who insisted on blackmailing them, he even wanted to do something to Jiang Ming.

They are too lazy to take action against such a person whose strength is lower than their own.

Xu Changqing nodded.

Then he waved his hand lightly.

The bearded Zhang who was still begging for mercy was thrown out of the town lightly.

A perfect arc was drawn in the air.

The town is mid-air.

The terrified Zhang San couldn't even use his internal cultivation to stay in the air for a short time.

Because he found that the cultivation base in his body was banned by Xu Changqing at some point.

He could only watch helplessly as he flew up to a height of [-] meters, and then fell towards the ground.

How can we not make him panic?

"Help me..."

The big man Zhang San was like a frightened little daughter-in-law, the voice calling for help kept echoing outside the town.

The expressions of many monks and town residents who watched the excitement were different.

Eye contact.

However, it turned Xu Changqing and his party into objects that cannot be provoked.

The person who can block and fly Zhang San in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment with bare hands is at least a monk in the middle and late stage of Jindan.

In the small town at this moment, he can be called a top-notch master.

After a while, there was a dull sound of heavy objects falling outside the town.

Jiang Ming smiled and waved his hands outside the town, and said loudly in a childish voice.

"Uncle, don't engage in robbery in Nandu in the future, otherwise, you will have to do it again next time."

What Jiang Ming did made Xu Changqing and the others speechless.

However, considering that he is only a five or six-year-old child, it is purely childlike.

Xu Changqing stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Ming, who still wanted to go wandering, and led the crowd towards an inn in the small town.

And some practitioners who were watching around Xu Changqing's people.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, they all looked away and went about their own business.

Only Feng Hao's eyes moved, and he glanced in a certain direction of the town.

Under one roof in a small town.

A man in black and a bamboo hat laughed sinisterly when he saw this scene.

"Tsk tsk, Shushan disciples are indeed attracted by this Qianlong secret realm."

"And that person is the breath of the gods?"

The man wearing the bamboo hat saw a glimmer of light emanating from his wrist, and couldn't help but gasped.

Especially Feng Hao's eyes look very much like the leader of the divine religion.

"No wonder, no wonder, we are all gathered in this unshitty Changling Mountain. Is it possible that the god wants to make a big move this time?"

As if thinking of something, the man in the bamboo hat's eyes became more complicated.

Feeling a strange breath beside him, he quietly hid his figure.

The eaves became empty again.

After the man in the bamboo hat disappeared, an evil man with red eyes appeared.

Seeing that there was no one around, the red-eyed man stretched out his nose and sniffed.

No abnormal aura was found.

"Strange, is that the man with the bamboo hat? He was here just now."

Searched for a while and still found nothing.

Looking at the town with more and more people, the red-eyed man stopped and said in a low tone.

"Forget it, the leader's important matter is important."

"The ten fair faces with the children seem to be Shushan disciples! Just report it."

The person behind him is the Blood Demon Immortal who has recently gained fame in the Western Regions.

In addition, there are more people from different forces, like red-eyed men, who have arrived and gathered around Changling Mountain.

Goals vary.

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