Xiang Fanchen made an evil sound and kicked away the ninth beggar who was about to crawl to him, letting him roll to the side while he stood in front of Yuan Batian.

Even in the martial arts world, I could fight ten villains like Yuan Batian, let alone now.

The target of venting his anger was kicked away, and Yuan Batian suddenly became angry:

"Where did you come from? You dare to meddle in my business? You're looking for death!"

As the biggest bully in the city, Yuan Batian takes both black and white, belongs to the crab family, and is used to being domineering.

He didn't just hit whoever he wanted to hit at random. He had bullied the beggar in front of him countless times, and there were also some who wanted to meddle in his own business. Without exception, his legs were broken, and this time was no exception.

Yuan Batian took a step forward with his right foot, made a fist with his right hand, and made a crunching sound with his finger bones. He took an offensive position and punched Xiang Fanchen hard.

Before the punch arrives, the wind moves first.

Facing the fist as big as a casserole, Xiang Fanchen did not move, but slowly raised the white jade fan in his right hand and gently tapped the incoming fist.

"Bang!"

There was a soft sound, and the white jade folding fan blocked Yuan Batian's powerful blow.

One blow failed, and Yuan Batian's pupils shrank sharply. The opponent blocked his fist with a folding fan. He was a master.

Yuan Batian wanted to retreat, but Xiang Fanchen moved faster. While the white jade fan blocked Yuan Batian's fist, Xiang Fanchen kicked out his right leg.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, Yuan Batian bent into a prawn, and flew out like a cannonball, hitting the gate of Guoqing Temple hard.

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah!"

The gate of Guoqing Temple was shattered, sawdust flying, Yuan Batian huddled on the broken gate, his face was as red as red, and he let out a vague groan of pain in his throat.

Huge pain hit Yuan Batian's whole body. He felt as if all the bones in his body were being torn apart. He could feel nothing but pain.

Xiang Fanchen came to Yuan Batian who was curled up on the ground, stepped on his head, and pressed him hard to the ground.

"I heard that you are the biggest villain in Hangzhou? Who sealed you? Yourself?"

Xiang Fanchen looked at Yuan Batian at his feet with his nostrils, his tone was frivolous.

Yuan Batian was severely trampled to the ground and could not move. The huge pain made him unable to speak harshly, and he could only stare at Xiang Fanchen with hateful eyes.

Xiang Fanchen ignored Yuan Batian's eyes. Evil people need to be punished by evil people. He is the biggest evil person. Only the lowest evil people can bully men and women.

"Haha, hot chicken!"

The huge noise alarmed the entire Guoqing Temple. A large number of monks stopped chanting sutras and wooden fishes and went out to see what happened.

As soon as they went out, they were shocked by the sight before them. The number one villain, Yuan Batian, was trampled under their feet.

'Did the Buddha appear? This evil man finally got his retribution.'

The monks are all familiar with the most evil person Yuan Batian, especially since he also has plans for Guoqing Temple.

While everyone was chanting sutras, they also prayed countless times for the Buddha to appear and sent King Kong to collect the villain. However, the opponent was still vigorous and powerful, and his power became more and more powerful.

Is it really true that there were murders, arson, gold belts, bridges and roads, but no remains?

Now the Buddha has finally appeared.

Li Xiuyuan, who had half of his head peeking out of the crowd, was also shocked. Is this brother so fierce?

Looking down, Jianglong saw the ninth-generation villain, Yuan Batian, who was stepped on by Xiang Fanchen, and the ninth-generation beggar Zhu Dachang, who was huddled in the corner.

Don't ask Jiang Long why he recognized the two of them at a glance, even if the villain was being bullied, because the two of them had the same face at first glance, one was fierce and the other was bitter.

Besides, when you go down to earth and go through tribulations, you can’t even recognize your own hardships, so what a waste of experience.

Behind Jianglong, Fuhu hugged a wooden fish and chewed it happily. The wood chips fell to the ground.

On the ground.

As the pain gradually passed away, Yuan Batian recovered quickly, but the foot on his head was like a big mountain, and he still couldn't break free even with all his strength.

Even if the immortal heart provided him with a steady stream of strength, he could not get up. Yuan Batian knew that he had encountered a powerful practitioner. This was the second time he encountered such a situation.

The last time he met was a bald donkey named Fahai. He was profound in Buddhism and tyrannical, and he was almost suppressed by him.

Later, the lord took action, defeated Fahai, and rescued himself. If the lord was not afraid of the Buddhist sect behind Fahai, and the lord's magic weapon had not yet been recovered, how could Jinshan Temple still exist today?

Now this is the person that the lord was talking about. The lord is indeed very clever.

Violence adds up, and then leads people to be kind, haha, fuck your kindness, why has no one been kind to you before?

Yuan Batian opened his mouth and made a sound like an evil ghost.

"So what if you defeat me? Just kill me if you can."

"Really, I admire people who are not afraid of death the most. Even if he is a wicked person, then let me help you."

Xiang Fanchen raised his right foot high and then dropped it hard.

"don't want!"

Li Xiuyuan came to his senses and exclaimed, if the ninth evil man dies, what will happen to his mission? It will end before it even begins.

"ah!"

The breath of death was approaching infinitely, and Yuan Batian subconsciously shouted out.

"Bang!"

Xiang Fanchen stepped on the stone slab in front of Yuan Batian's head. The stone slab exploded instantly, huge cracks spread, and the broken stones hit Yuan Batian's ferocious face.

The stone made a small wound, leaving blood running down his cheek, making Yuan Batian's already ugly face even more sinister.

"Haha, evil man!"

"Go away, I'm not interested anymore."

Although it's fun for a level 999 large player to bully the alt player in Novice Village, it's also boring to bully them all the time.

No, it’s fun to bully the trumpet for a while, and it’s always fun to bully the trumpet. However, you can’t catch a sheep, you have to change the game, otherwise it will soon become bald.

Yuan Batian got up from the ground and stared at Xiang Fanchen fiercely.

According to the lord, the other party would not kill him, but the other party was too cruel and there was no need for the beating to be in vain.

"What? You don't really think that I dare not kill you, do you? Or do you think that just relying on the broken heart that the Black Rakshasa gave you can protect you from death?"

Xiang Fanchen and Yuan Batian passed by each other and said something that shocked him.

The other party actually knows about the existence of the lord and also knows about the lord's unwillingness to give up. This must be told to the lord.

"roll!"

Yuan Batian left Guoqing Temple at an extremely fast speed without looking back.

"Hey, don't go."

Li Xiuyuan jumped over the crowd and chased after him.

He was relieved that Xiang Fanchen was merciful just now, but he quickly realized that bullies like the Nine Generations of Evil had to be reformed quickly, otherwise he would never know when he turned around.

After all, this kind of person must have a lot of enemies, plus heroes, eminent monks, etc. who want to hoe the strong and help the weak. When the target of the degree is lost without paying attention, he will cry.

Li Xiuyuan went to chase Yuan Batian, while Xiang Fanchen looked at Zhu Dachang, who was shivering in the corner.

"What do you think of the promising career of beggar?"

Hearing Xiang Fanchen's culture, Zhu Dachang raised his head and saw the face of Yuan Batian who had just been bullied. He hiccupped.

Xiang Fanchen: "..."

"Am I so scary?" Xiang Fanchen turned to look at the monks of Guoqing Temple.

Seeing Xiang Fanchen turn around, the monks who were watching the excitement disappeared instantly, leaving only Fuhu, a fool chewing a wooden fish.
Chapter completed!