A Proud Man Called Himself A Medicinal God!

Chapter 890: Feixianmen

Duan Sanchang glanced at Shen Xiang, and did not recognize that the middle-aged uncle in front of him was the one that Shen Xiang transformed into. He nodded: "These guys never think that their farts are smelly, and they even enjoy smelling them. If you say that their farts are smelly, they will definitely fight you to the death."

Chen Xiang smiled and said, "That's right. Brother Duan, how about this, leave this Feixianmen fart spirit to me! I always like to teach this kind of guy a lesson, don't worry, I won't kill them, at most I'll just smack their butts until they're swollen."

"Please do as you please, old man. You can beat up this fart spirit at will, but you have to be careful, because those old fart spirits will definitely come out." Duan Sanchang laughed.

"That would be best. I will beat up both the old and the young."

The two handsome chief disciples of Feixian Sect and Qianxuan Sect had gloomy faces and clenched their fists, wishing they could smash Shen Xiang and Duan Sanchang's mouths. Apart from being good at making false accusations, they were definitely not as good as Shen Xiang and Duan Sanchang at scolding people.

"Hey, what's your name? I don't use my fists on nameless people." Shen Xiang rolled up his sleeves slowly, and he looked like a butcher who was making preparations before slaughtering the pig.

Even the chief disciple of Feixian Sect has never heard of it. This man is too ignorant. People think he is pretending.

Shen Xiang had indeed never heard of the name of the man in front of him. He walked towards the city gate. Fighting was prohibited inside the city.

"Hmph, you are indeed a country bumpkin with little experience. You'll know the consequences of talking too much soon! My name is Hua Xiongshao, you must remember my name so that you can complain to the King of Hell!" Hua Xiongshao's voice was cold, and the murderous intent that penetrated into one's bones made people tremble all over.

Duan Sanchang stood at the city gate, waiting for the right moment to strike. The middle-aged man in front of him did not have a strong aura, and he could not bear to watch such a man die.

After walking out of the city gate, Shen Xiang smiled and said: "Hua Xiongshao, right!"

"That's right, did you remember it?" Hua Xiongshao just finished speaking.

Shen Xiang suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Hua Xiongshao. That terrifying speed made everyone feel cold all over. Shen Xiang raised his fist and hit Hua Xiongshao's chin from bottom to top. The moment the impact passed, a dazzling lightning suddenly exploded. Dozens of purple electric snakes burst out from Shen Xiang's fist, just like the Thunder God who controls lightning, possessing supreme lightning power!

After the lightning disappeared, rumbling thunder began to spread in all directions, shaking towards the distance!

It was just a very brief moment, just like being struck by thunder, Hua Xiongshao's chin was hit, his entire jaw and all the teeth in his mouth were shattered, and that handsome face was burnt black by the terrifying power of thunder and lightning!

Hua Xiongshao covered his mouth with tears in his eyes. He didn't expect Shen Xiang to be so sinister and suddenly attack him. However, even if he was prepared, he still couldn't dodge. He didn't expect that this middle-aged uncle would attack so hard that he disfigured him with just one punch.

"Your name is really hard to remember. I just forgot it. What's your name? Hua something?" Shen Xiang deliberately looked apologetic, and said very sincerely: "I wonder if you could tell me again!"

Everyone secretly despised him. He smashed someone's mouth and still wanted him to speak. It was obviously intentional.

"Forget it. My fists cannot hit unknown people, but my feet can." Shen Xiang's body was as fast as lightning. He flashed to be stronger than Hua Xiongshao and kicked him in the abdomen, causing Hua Xiongshao to scream and spit out blood.

Duan Sanchang breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't need to worry about this middle-aged uncle at all. He was secretly surprised at the methods of the middle-aged uncle in front of him. You know, when masters fight each other, as long as they lose even half a move, they may suffer a great defeat.

However, Shen Xiang took Hua Xiongshao by surprise from the beginning. His speed and strength were terrifying. However, Hua Xiongshao was very dismissive at the beginning and had a casual attitude, so he was taken advantage of by Shen Xiang. He was punched by Shen Xiang and his eyes were full of stars, his jaw was shattered, and then he was kicked in the dantian and was severely injured. At this time, he was already defeated miserably.

Shen Xiang has extremely rich combat experience, all of which he learned from Huang Jintian. When he was sparring with Huang Jintian, in order to win half a move against Huang Jintian, he used all kinds of tricks and put in all his efforts.

"Hey, are you pretending to be the chief disciple of Feixian Sect to do evil? How can your strength be so weak? You must not have used your full strength!" Shen Xiang punched Hua Xiongshao in the face again, and another lightning shot out, and Hua Xiongshao flew out on the spot.

"Hey, try your best, fake!" Shen Xiang shouted very seriously.

He had beaten the man so badly that he was seriously injured, yet he was still shouting at him to use all his strength!

Seeing how powerful Shen Xiang was, the chief disciple of Qianxuan Sect quietly squeezed into the crowd and entered Qingfeng City to look for help.

The chief disciple of Feixian Sect is really quite powerful, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to chase Duan Sanchang so far.

"Stop it, brother. You must be an elder. How can you bully the younger generation? Don't you feel ashamed?"

An old man suddenly appeared, wearing white clothes, with white hair and a youthful face, and a gloomy expression.

"I am an elder of Feixian Sect. As a senior figure, you have injured a disciple of Feixian Sect. I will not let you leave easily today."

Chen Xiang said very innocently: "I am not an old figure, and I did not hurt him intentionally. This man is so weak, how could he be the chief disciple of your Feixian Sect? I saw him pretending to be the chief disciple of Feixian Sect and swindling people, so I took action to teach him a lesson."

"You don't have to use sweet words. He is the chief disciple of our Feixian Sect! His strength is comparable to that of the emperor. If you are not an elder, how could you hurt him? Come back to Feixian Sect with me to be punished." The old man said with a gloomy face.

Duan Sanchang sneered, "Old turtle, do you recognize me? The chief disciples of Qianxuan Sect and Feixian Sect want to snatch my things, what do you say?"

"The tomb-robbers of the Duan family are all evildoers and should be killed by anyone. We in the Feixian Sect will never do anything like robbery or theft, so don't slander us." The old man glanced at Duan Sanchang coldly.

Duan Sanchang was furious and shouted, "Qiu Bin, old turtle, your Feixian Sect is no good either. Remember, I can't beat you, but I swear that I will dig up the ancestral graves of your Feixian Sect in this lifetime, damn it!"

The old man's name was Qiu Bin, and he was an elder of the Feixian Sect. Duan Sanchang had a grudge against this old guy a long time ago.

"Brother Duan, don't be angry. These farters have always been like this. Today I will definitely smash their farting mouths." Shen Xiang's voice became cold.

The elders of Feixian Sect are quite powerful and have gone through the six tribulations of Nirvana. Shen Xiang is confident that he can still defeat them, but it will be a little harder.