Facing the menacing Xie Changting, he wanted to fight because he wanted to feel the strength of the spiritual pulse cultivator. This was something that had to be done, and it had to be done as soon as possible. He needed to understand his last experience before he was a non-cultivator.
Strong combat power. He has offended the Wen family, and it is expected that he will be in constant trouble if he joins Sendai. Before he can grow up, he needs to understand the realm of cultivators who can endanger his life.
He is very confident when facing cultivators at the spiritual level. He believes that as long as he uses his strengths and avoids his weaknesses, he can win. Before, he had fought against Jin Yuan at the spiritual level. From that time
Judging from the battles, he still has a lot of room for combat power, and he is definitely not invincible to the agile monks.
He was confident that as long as he took advantage of close combat and strong physical strength, he could fight and even win against monks at the spiritual level.
"Brother, it's these two bastards!"
Xie Lang covered his chest and pointed at Wentian and Zhang Heng with a malicious expression.
"You are so arrogant that you dare to beat up my brother Xie Changting."
Xie Changting sneered, took steps step by step, and headed directly towards Wentian.
The teenagers who had been knocked to the ground by Wentian had gotten up. They stood in the crowd and began to shout angrily despite the huge pain in their bodies.
"Kill these two bastards!"
"Break their limbs and throw them out of the Sendai faction!"
"Yes, kill them and then feed them to the dogs!"
Hearing their shouts, Wentian sneered, and then he jumped out and was in front of them in the blink of an eye. But hearing the crackling sounds, he slapped them angrily and slapped them hard.
on the mouth.
"asshole!"
When Xie Changting saw that Wentian dared to beat someone in front of his life, he immediately became furious. This was a sign of extreme contempt for him.
"brush"
With a flash of light, he left an afterimage on the spot, and he rushed towards Wentian like a ghost, his speed reaching the extreme.
He struck fiercely, and while Wentian didn't turn around, divine power surged from his palms, exuding cold air, and slashed at Wentian's neck like a knife.
Wentian felt Xie Changting's power and turned around suddenly. Although his expression was serious, there was no trace of fear on his face.
He reacted quickly, and with a slight stagger in his steps, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Xie Changting's palm that had reached his neck.
"You can't!" He smiled coldly and controlled Xie Changting's arm.
Xie Changting was shocked. He did not expect Wentian to react so quickly.
"court death!"
He shouted coldly and wanted to throw Wentian away with all his strength. But what he didn't expect was that Wentian's fingers were clamping his arm like a pair of pliers, making it impossible for him to get rid of it.
"I told you you can't do it." Wentian sneered, his expression full of contempt.
His face turned livid, thinking about when he, a cultivator of a high spiritual level, had ever been so despised. He roared coldly, his divine power surged crazily within his spiritual source, and he rushed towards the arm controlled by Wentian.
How could Wentian give him a chance to make a comeback? With a sneer, he suddenly picked up his body and smashed it to the ground like a scarecrow.
"boom!"
The moment his body hit the ground, smoke and dust flew up, and a crater was made on the ground.
Waves of great pain spread, and the light flowing on his body surface dispersed. Amidst the screams, he violently vomited out several large mouthfuls of blood.
sky!
No way!
So fierce!
In an instant, everyone onlookers was petrified, and even Mr. Wen, who was standing far away, was stunned.
Is this kid still their human? He actually easily defeated a monk at the spiritual level of the Secret Realm of Spiritual Source. And his attack was clean, sharp and fierce.
Xie Changting, who was lying on the ground, felt very aggrieved at the moment. He did not expect that Wentian's physical strength was so powerful that he could be severely injured in just one encounter.
He underestimated the enemy too much. If he had known that Wentian's physical strength was so powerful, he would never have recklessly attacked Wentian at close range.
A young cultivator with a high spiritual level was unexpectedly severely injured by a young man who had not yet entered the path of cultivation. He was so stubborn that he did not even have a chance to use mystical magic.
puff!
He was so angry that blood spurted out from his mouth, staining his gown red.
Wentian looked cold and showed no excitement in his heart. He did not expect to deal with Xie Changting so easily.
Zhang Heng laughed happily. He didn't expect Wentian to be so powerful. He only took down a powerful monk at the spiritual source level in the next few days.
It seems that Wentian doesn't need his protection at all. I'm afraid he will still need Wentian's protection in the future.
Thinking of Xie Changting's majesty when Wentianlun rose up, his hands started to itch.
"What did you just say?"
He turned around, stared at the teenagers coldly, and rushed forward in one stride.
But when he heard the screams, he struck out like lightning and beat the young men who had just gotten up from the ground to the ground.
He was not satisfied. He suddenly turned around and walked to the front of the corridor. He sneered: "Obviously you were the one who caused us trouble in the first place, but you f*cking slapped us on the back and said we were bullying you. Okay, then I will bully you today."
Before he finished speaking, he took action, kicked Xie Lang to the ground, and then began to slap the young man's face with big slaps.
"stop……"
Xie Changting was furious when he saw his brother being beaten, but he couldn't stand up for a while.
Wentian sneered and said, "Stop when you say stop?"
"Hmph! Brother Zhang, give that kid a good beating. I've warned him before, but he didn't listen, so let him have a taste of what it's like to be born differently."
When Zhang Heng heard what he said, he suddenly became more energetic and swung out his big slap, landing hard on Hao Xie Lang's face. The slap made Xie Lang's nose bruised and swollen, making his face look like a pig's head.
"Tell me, did the Wen family ask you to target me?"
Wentian put his foot on Xie Changting's face unceremoniously, rubbed it vigorously, and asked in a cold voice.
"Ye, you'd better kill me. Otherwise, I will never let you go. I will kill your whole family!" Xie Changting roared crazily.
Wentian sneered and put more force on his foot, causing his teeth to fall out and blood to spurt out.
"Are you going to kill my whole family? Then I will kill you first today!"
As he spoke, he used great force to kick Xie Changting in the lower abdomen. His kick was so powerful that he kicked Xie Changting three or four meters away on the spot and fell heavily into the distance.
"Wentian, it looks like there is a toilet there! Hey, if the older brother goes to eat shit, then the younger brother can't be idle either."
When Zhang Heng saw where Xie Changting fell, his face suddenly lit up. He knelt down, lifted Xie Changting up, and threw it towards the toilet.
"And you!"
When he saw that Xie Lang had just been thrown into the toilet by him, he was overjoyed. He picked up the groaning teenagers who were lying on the ground one by one and threw them all into the toilet.