The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 962 It Doesn’T Look Good



Chapter 962 It Doesn’T Look Good

The man in green shirt's face changed drastically, and he immediately blocked the attack with his sword.

boom!

A deafening loud noise suddenly exploded, violent air waves raged, and all the surrounding trees were destroyed.

"Wow..." The man in green shirt suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew three feet away and fell to the ground.

The man in green shirt struggled to stand up, with a look of shock on his face. He obviously didn't expect Shen Xuan's attack power to be so strong.

Shen Xuan shook his head, walked over slowly, looked down at him, and said: "It seems you are not very good! You dare to rob with this little strength?"

Hearing Shen Xuan's contemptuous tone, the man in green shirt gritted his teeth and wanted to tear Shen Xuan into pieces.

However, he knew that he was no match for the opponent, so he had to endure it temporarily, then took out the communication talisman to activate it, and shouted: "Gang leader! Someone is coming to our Demon Hunting Valley to cause trouble, please support!"

After a moment, two figures swept in from the entrance of the valley. They were a group of warriors dressed in black. There were eight people in total. Their cultivation levels were quite good. They were all in the late stage of Qi Refining.

"Young Master, are you injured? Who did it?" The middle-aged man named the leader asked with a gloomy look.

The man in green shirt said angrily: "It's a handyman named Shen Xuan! I suspect that the green gourd is on him!"

"Shen Xuan? Is he really the new outer disciple Shen Xuan?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly and looked at Shen Xuan carefully, as if he wanted to see him clearly.

"Are you Shen Xuan?" the middle-aged man said indifferently, his tone full of questioning.

Shen Xuan frowned. He didn't know these men in black, and he didn't know why they treated him like this.

He thought for a moment and then asked: "Who are you?"

"I am the manager of the Zhao family." The middle-aged man said in a cold tone, "Hand over your belongings and spare your life!"

"Haha... What a loud tone! Why should I give you what I have on me? Who are you?" Shen Xuan curled his lips and shouted in a cold voice, not showing any signs that the other party was a warrior in the late stage of Qi refining. The look of fear.

"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty!" The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Shen Xuan.

"You shouldn't mess with me, so you must pay the price!" Shen Xuan said coldly, with crazy fighting intent in his eyes.

"Boy, suffer death!" the middle-aged man shouted, swung his sword and struck Shen Xuan on the head. The sword was full of energy, as if it wanted to devour Shen Xuan.

""|| Trivial skill!" Shen Xuan's eyes were cold, his right fist was clenched, and he punched the same without fear.

"Bang welcome!"

With an ear-splitting sound, the fists collided together, and a strong wind swept away. The ancient trees around him fell over and dust was scattered everywhere.

Shen Xuan's figure remained motionless, but the middle-aged man took seven steps back before he could steady his steps.

Shen Xuan was surprised: "This guy is very powerful! It seems he can't do it without using his trump card!"

"(Wang Nuozhao) Boy, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. You are worthy of being the leader of the younger generation in Bibo City! But you are destined to fall here today!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, with a sharp look in his eyes. With a look of color, his wrists trembled, and the big knife in his hand suddenly disappeared, replaced by a completely black dagger.

The dagger exudes a faint cold light, which is intimidating.

"Go to hell!" the middle-aged man roared angrily, and fled out like an arrow from a string. .


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