Chapter 552: My name is Xiong Da, I’m not embarrassed

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But the next moment, everyone looked stunned again.

The bloodshed they imagined did not happen;

The cruel scene they expected did not appear.

Some, just two fingers, easily grasped the falling ax blade.

The scene was like a child lifting a towering mountain with two hands.

Shocking and outrageous.

You must know that that big man is not an ordinary person, but Xiong Da, the leader of the Blood Ax Gang, a true warrior in the early stage of Tongxuan.

Of course, he doesn't have a younger brother named Xiong Er.

The real strength of Xiong Da lies not only in the fact that he is in the early stage of Tongxuan, but also in his weird bloodline.

Yes, Xiong Da has the bloodline of a strange mountain bear.

The mountain climbing bear is unpredictable and strange. It is famous for its rough skin, thick flesh, and great strength. It is said to be able to climb mountains, which is where the name of the mountain climbing bear comes from.

Therefore, Xiong Da, who has the blood of Mountain Bear, also inherited the talent of Mountain Bear. He is tall and tall, with rough skin and thick flesh, and is extremely powerful.

Especially powerful.

With his powerful weird bloodline, Xiong Dazeng tore through the mid-level Tongxuan warrior alive with both hands, which was extremely terrifying.

But Xiong Da, who has always been known for his immense strength, is now actually caught between two fingers by a giant ax that was struck with all his strength?

Isn't it still shocking?

Isn’t that outrageous?

Then, something even more shocking and outrageous happened.

The bear roared angrily, and black hair began to grow on its arms. Two teeth protruded from the corners of its mouth. Its eyes were red, and its muscles stretched. Its body grew bigger again, and its clothes were torn. It looked terrifying and ferocious. The aura swept out, and the ground beneath his feet was cracked, like a demonic bear seeking to devour others.

Obviously, Xiong Da has completely inspired the bloodline of Qianshan Xiong.

"Roar……"

Xiong Da roared again, with a ferocious face and his arms lowered.

"Kaka..."

The ground with the two people at the center was cracking and collapsing inch by inch.

But the two fingers holding the giant ax did not move at all;

The huge ax as big as a bear cannot fall even a cent.

"I don't believe it..."

Xiong Da's eyes were red, and he let go of the ax handle with his right hand, raised it high, made a fist, and hit the back of the ax hard.

"boom"

A terrifying wave of air overflowed, smoke and dust flew into the air, and the people around were tossed around by the strong wind and wave, and the entire long street was in chaos.

When the chaos subsided and the smoke cleared, a deep pit appeared in the middle of the long street.

But in the deep pit, there was only Xiong Da alone, and Ye Qing was missing. At this time, Xiong Da was panting, his face was ashen, and only the handle of the giant ax in his hand was left.

"died?"

"Been shaken to a pulp?"

Everyone couldn't help but have this thought in their minds, but why didn't they see the boy's body? There wasn't even a drop of blood, and looking at Xiong Da's appearance, he didn't look like he had won.

"Hey, where is the invitation? Why is it missing?"

Suddenly, one of Xiong Da's men exclaimed, and what he held in his hand was naturally Ye Qing's invitation.

But now, it's gone.

What about that big invitation? Why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?

"Brother, what about that kid? Did you smash him into thin air?" someone asked.

"Shut up!"

Xiong turned his head and opened his red eyes at the other party, like a wounded beast.

Did he win?

No, not only did he not win, he lost miserably.

His previous punch had used all his strength, and its power was no less powerful than a full-strength attack by a body-refining warrior in the middle stage of Tongxuan.

But the punch that hit the back of the ax was like hitting a big mountain. It was shaking the mountain like a worm, without knowing its own strength. The opponent's fingers were still as steady as a mountain, not moving at all.

Then, in his frightened eyes, the young man grabbed the ax blade with five fingers and squeezed it gently.

His huge ax made of bloody copper was like a fragile lump of earth, crushed into pieces.

Then, the young man's figure flashed and disappeared.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, he had no upper hand at all, or he could not say that he had the upper hand or the lower hand. It was just like a fight between a young child and an adult. Can it be called a fight?

That's called a one-sided beating.

And he was the young boy who was beaten one-sidedly.

Therefore, he lost miserably. He had never been so embarrassed or humiliated since he awakened the mountain bear bloodline.

But unfortunately, there was nothing he could do.

The boy gave him the feeling that he was like a mountain, unreachable, unshakable, and without any hope of victory.

What can he do, he can only admit defeat.

Besides, people have already shown mercy, and if he continues to pester him, he is being disrespectful.

He is naive, but not stupid!

"Brother, what should we do now?" After waiting for a long time without seeing Xiong Da speak, a person next to him asked cautiously.

"What should we do? Find a place to drink. We got so many invitations, so of course we have to drink to celebrate." Xiong Da patted his chest, got up and left.

What just happened? No, nothing happened.

Embarrassment doesn't exist. As long as I don't feel embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

"What are you looking at? Roll, roll, roll..."

Xiong Da waved his hand, motioning for the people around him to get out of the way, and turned around and left with a few burly men.

As for the corpse of Rat Liu Liu on the ground, I don’t know who it is. I don’t care who cares. Anyway, I don’t care.

After Xiong Da and others left, the crowd suddenly became noisy and noisy like boiling water. Everyone was talking about what happened just now, guessing about Ye Qing's origins; and so on.

However, the protagonist of the matter knew nothing about what everyone was talking about. At this time, he had already taken his invitation and climbed to the Paradise Mountain.

He didn't want to make the matter a big deal, so after giving Xiong a small lesson just now, he took the invitation and left the place of right and wrong.

Of course, in addition to this, he also took away Shu Laoliu's enchantment device called the index finger granny's stomach bag, and there was no way he would get nothing out of a fight.

Moreover, he was also quite curious about that magic weapon. Although it seemed a little disgusting to use, it could become invisible and travel through space, so it was definitely a good tool for escaping and preserving life.

Previously, after Shu Laoliu used his index finger on Grandma's stomach bag, he actually lost his sense of the opponent. In desperation, he could only use all his strength to force the opponent out of the void.

In fact, if Shu Laoliu hadn't used his index finger on Granny's stomach in full view of everyone, he might have escaped.

It's a pity, there is no pity.

Therefore, he accepted this good thing with a smile.

Ye Qing was pondering the purpose of Grandma's stomach pouch while admiring the scenery of Mount Bliss.

Ji Le Mountain is very large and beautiful. It is hidden in the jungle and under the gurgling water. There are Buddhist temples, towers, pavilions and pavilions everywhere. It has the solemnity and solemnity of Buddhism and the natural beauty of heaven and earth. It can be said that the scenery is pleasant, poetic and picturesque.

When we reached the halfway point of the mountain, there were sculptures of Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Goddess standing on both sides of the road. A mountain gate lay across our eyes, with the four words "Happy Zen Temple" written on it. The four words were like Buddhist rhymes, mysterious and unpredictable, and could only be seen at a glance. Looking at it, it seems that there are countless goddesses flying around, filled with all kinds of desires in the world, taking refuge in joy and reborn in bliss.

If a person is not strong-willed, or with just one glance, he will fall into the world of human desires, take refuge in Huanxi, and become a believer in Huanxi Chanyuan.

After the mountain gate, even if you have truly entered the scope of Huanxi Chanyuan, pavilions, pavilions, palaces and temples stand everywhere. Against the background of the curling smoke and mist, it is as ethereal as a Buddhist fairyland.

After stepping into the mountain gate, there were more and more people. There were disciples of Huanxi Chanyuan greeting and seeing off guests and people from the world who came to attend the real person's banquet.