The beggar was just about to speak.
Without waiting for them to speak, Yang Xu waved his hand and stopped them:
"You bastards, I don't care who you come from or who instructs you. This genius will not welcome you. Please get away at once!"
As soon as he said this, the faces of the people around him changed greatly:
This Yang Xu really dares to say!
You're going to get rid of people directly!
Aren't you afraid to offend people?
Those ragged fault seekers didn't expect Yang Xu to be so straightforward and wanted to struggle again:
"You are so rude! We are all practitioners and fellow believers. Why don't you let us go into heaven?"
Their companions, now shouting:
"Yes, why don't you let us participate? Look down on us, don't you?"
Yangxu couldn't help laughing:
"Why should I hold it on this day? I'm the master of this place. And you bastards make me very unhappy!"
"You..."
"You what, you, I only count to three, out of date!"
Then Yang Xu spoke directly:
"One, three!"
In less than two seconds, Yang Xu suddenly disappeared.
The next second, he appeared in front of the Beggars:
Boom, boom!
The shadow of the fist, like a storm, burst out again and again.
Every fist strength carries the power of lightning and thunder.
Vaguely, you can see the illusion of a violent thunder beast flashing in the vast and majestic fist strength of Yangxu.
"Hiss... Yangxu shot!"
"This means to fight!"
"After counting, he continued to count three. Yang Xu made it clear that he wanted to teach them a lesson!"
"I don't know which strength is so stupid. Send them to make trouble for Yang Xu..."
"Hum, what trouble can a group of waste beggars make? They obviously want to block Yang Xu."
When everyone was talking.
Yangxu's stormy shot has knocked those "beggars" out.
There was only one left, who seemed to be the head of the group.
Yang Xu stood in front of him and asked himself in the stunned eyes of the people around him:
"Come on, who sent you? Speak up and give you a happy way to die."
Once you say that.
There was silence all around.
The man's face showed surprise at once. It seemed that Yang Xu dared to be cruel:
"You... Dare you kill me? I am..."
Pooh!
The man's arm was removed and splashed with blood.
Just listen to the guy howling and shivering and spitting out a few words:
"I... I don't know who came to us... Only give us a hundred top-grade spirit stones. Let us disturb you this day..."
Once you say that.
The onlookers were surprised:
"Only when you want to disturb the sky? It's really bad intentions!"
"Why do you keep this kind of goods? Kill them directly!"
Everyone talked about it.
A short one-day stay.
These practitioners have fallen in love with the Genius Club.
what's more.
Here is not only fun, but also many places where resources can be exchanged.
so that.
Many practitioners are beginning to be interested in the talent duel that is about to begin on the holy Cliff:
So many projects of the Phoenix family are so wonderful.
I don't know how brilliant the most important talent war should be?
Therefore.
There was no good look at those who tried to do damage.
Yangxu has no intention of showing mercy.
I can't see any valuable information.
His eyes were cold:
That's right. It's not so easy for the crane family to take action against the Huang family and be found out by others?
Poop!
Yangxu killed these troublemakers in front of the crowd.
No one said that Yang Xu was cruel and cruel.
They all feel that Yang Xu is decisive and clean!
Only a harsh voice made Yangxu frown:
"Yang Xu, the famous little devil, is really a murderous existence! Is it necessary to kill them after a mess?"
Yangxu's eyes suddenly flashed cold:
"Which shit is farting, get out!"
With his voice, everyone followed his voice and looked over there:
WOW!
The crowd automatically made way.
He saw a tall monk in a red cassock walking.
The twinkling eyes stared at the rising sun like a deep pool. They couldn't see what they were thinking.
Practitioners around noticed the cassock of the people who came, and their faces changed one after another:
"Is it a monk of the Brahmin plane?"
"Don't the Vaticans always seldom care about the world? How did they get involved in the Phoenix family?"
Everyone was surprised.
In Yangxu's mind, there was also a trace of doubt:
Is the crane clan still related to the Sanskrit?
Or is the old bald donkey just cannon fodder fooled by the fox spirit of Yun Wanrong?
With such doubt, Yang Xu looked at the monk from head to foot and looked down at the monk:
"Monk, I don't seem to have a holiday with you. Why do you buckle a big hat for me when you come up?"
Yang Xu sneered:
"Don't say I'm not a murderous devil. Even if I'm a real devil, what's your business, monk? Do you want to kill demons and demons?"
The crowd burst into laughter.
I don't know.
There was a strange sneer on the monk's face:
"If so, what are you going to do, benefactor?"
His deep eyes narrowed into a seam, and he was watching Yangxu.
Other people might be restrained by his mysterious and strange style.
Even if you are not restrained, there will be a trace of fear.
But who is Yangxu?
I haven't seen any big winds and waves, and I personally killed several monks.
So without any hesitation, he directly rejected the monk's words:
"Yes, it depends on your ability, monk. Either you will subdue me or I will subdue you!"
When you say that, whoosh!
The eyes of all the people present, like small knives, rushed towards the monk:
"Is this old bald donkey really going to fight Yang Xu?"
"Looking at his momentum, it seems that he must be a strong man of nirvana for at least five times! When did such a strong man appear among the Sanskrit?"
"Five nirvanas? Yang Xu's cultivation seems to be the same now, but his strength can't be simply measured by the number of nirvanas. There are too many cards in his hand!"
Almost everyone present had a high evaluation of Yang Xu's strength.
Especially Pu Tianshu and Gao Tianjun.
Until now.
They didn't see Yangxu's real strength.
It was Huang Ji and Huang Jin who really competed with Yang Xu.
There is no big concept about the strength limit of Yangxu.