?The young man's face is as cold as frost, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Xia Wuhen's eyebrows sterned. He could feel the strength of the visitor, but he could not tell what kind of cultivation the other party had.

Xia Mang was even more solemn because he couldn't see through the depth of the person in front of him.

"Why did fellow Taoist attack me?"

Xia Mang bowed to the young man and said, looking very polite.

The young man still looked at him indifferently, without saying a word.

This made Xia Wuhen angry!

Is your cultivation very high? I don’t know who we are!

In Huntian Realm, who doesn’t give the Xia family some thinness?

Xia Wuhen stepped forward and said with his head raised, "Senior, I am Xia Wuhen, the young master of the Xia family. This is my third uncle Xia Mang. We have something to do, so please give way to you."

These words are neither humble nor arrogant.

But the young man still looked indifferent, as if he hadn't heard it. He didn't speak or did nothing.

Xia Wuhen looked at Xia Mang and whispered: "San Uncle, if you don't chase that boy, you will run away."

Xia Mang pondered for a moment and said, "Let's take a detour."

He was also quite afraid of the young man in front of him and was unwilling to conflict with him easily.

Although Xia Wuhen was unhappy, he still drew an arc in the air according to Xia Mang's words, trying to bypass the young man and continue chasing Jiang Yu.

And at this moment, the young man moved!

The young man held his arms and just raised his finger slightly.

A terrifying pressure swept over like a tsunami. Xia Wuhen suddenly let out a scream and fell rapidly from mid-air.

boom!

Xia Wuhen fell heavily on the ground, smashing a big hole on the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Xia Wuhen suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, and he shouted loudly: "Three Uncle, kill him for me!"

Xia Mang flashed and approached the young man, and seven rays of rays of light behind him were extremely dazzling, as if they were sacred.

"Fellow Taoist, it is not a wise choice to be an enemy of my Xia family..."

Bang!

Xia Mang had not even said the last word "Shimang" and fell rapidly from the air like Xia Wuhen.

Xia Mang fell beside Xia Wuhen and also smashed a big hole.

Xia Wuhen stared at this familiar scene in a daze, and was extremely shocked inside!

It would be fine if he had no strength to fight back, but even the third uncle had no strength to fight back!

brush!

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the young man swooped down from mid-air, hitting Xia Mang like a cannonball.

puff!

Xia Mang squirted back blood, and his eyes almost burst out.

This scared Xia Wuhen so much that he kept retreating, as if he saw a god of killing!

"You, you...who are you?"

Xia Wuhen's voice trembled. He had never felt the same fear he had since he was born.

But the young man ignored him at all and there seemed to be no sign of attacking him.

The young man pressed Xia Mang to explode the hammer alone. He had no fancy secret techniques, nor any terrible magical powers, and he fisted to the flesh.

Xia Mang was beaten to the point of being confused with spiritual energy and had no power to resist at all!

Bang bang bang bang!

After the young man punched a few times, Xia Mang's body was sunk in half, and his chest was even more bloody and fuzzy!

Xia Wuhen watched from the side, feeling frightened.

Is this person a semi-saint?

It's so scary, it's simply scary!

Xia Mang was beaten so hard that he screamed: "Fellow Taoist, stop! Fellow Taoist, we have never met each other, why should we face each other in life and death? Fellow Taoist... How could I offend you? Isn't it okay for me to apologize to you?"

It is not easy for Xia Mang to practice this way, and he doesn't want to die in a daze.

But the young man turned a deaf ear and refused to speak like a mute. He just pressed Xia Mang to the ground and beat him up.

"Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist..."

After a while, Xia Mang's voice became weak.

The young man stopped and kicked Xia Mang to Xia Wuhen's feet.

Xia Wuhen’s hair was standing up all over his body!

After I cleaned up my third uncle, should I deal with me?

Xia Wuhen thought about this and regretted it at the same time. Why didn’t he run away just now?

He staggered backwards: "Senior, we have no grievances or grudges. Please let me leave for the sake of the Xia family... If my words just now are offensive, I...I apologize!"

Xia Wuhen stopped, immediately bent down ninety degrees, and said, "I'm sorry!"

A playful arc raised at the corner of the young man's mouth.

Tak, Tak...

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Xia Wuhen's heart was raised to his throat.

But the sound of footsteps was getting farther and farther away, which made Xia Wuhen breathe a little relieved.

He looked up carefully and saw that the young man had walked towards the distance.

But the moment he looked up, the young man suddenly stopped.

hiss!

Xia Wuhen immediately took a breath of cold air.

The young man stopped and turned around, hesitated for a moment and then returned slowly.

Xia Wuhen's legs were so scared that he sat on the ground, begging: "Senior, please spare me!"

But the young man did not go for him, but for Xia Mang who was lying in a pool of blood.

The young man walked to Xiamang, his spiritual energy surged and pointed to the outline in the void.

Then I saw four words appearing on Xia Mang's forehead as if it was burning electric welding: bullying the small with the big one.
Chapter completed!