Immortal Martial God

Chapter 353 Chen Hengjun

"What courage! How dare you hurt the people of our Righteous Demon Hall!"

As the demonic sword descended, the short fatty hurriedly twisted his body in midair and smashed the two sledgehammers onto the tip of the demonic sword.

However, the Demonic Qi Sword was incomparably powerful. It forcefully stabbed the short fatty to the ground. Fortunately, the fatty was quick and rolled to the ground to dodge a fatal blow. The Demonic Qi Sword pierced through the ground, revealing only one sword hilt. Following that, the entire sword turned into black spots.

In the sky, five people descended at the same time. One of them was the skinny and tall man just now, while the other four were also demon men. All of them were at the fifth level of the Origin Return Realm.

After the first bearded man landed on the ground, he quickly ran towards the short fatty and pounced on him halfway.

The short fatty hurriedly put up his sledgehammer. Who knew that his beard would suddenly turn into a five-meter-tall black furred bear as he pounced over!

The ferocious bear's demonic aura spread out, and the black demonic aura pervaded half the street. It actually slapped the short fatty's sledgehammer and sent it flying.

The sledgehammer emitted a loud explosion, buzzing as it flew into the sky, turning into specks of light and disappearing into thin air.

The short fatty gritted his teeth and struck the bear's stomach with a hammer. The bear was actually unharmed. He spread out his arms and hugged the short fatty.

The bear's arms exerted strength, and the short fatty's body was almost crushed, and his pair of eyes popped out.

"Oh?" Xiang Nan's eyes moved, and he was the first to discover a scene that no one else had noticed.

Just as Xiang Nan's oh voice appeared, a faint voice suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

"How dare you."

A small monk dressed in a simple monk robe had already stood in the inner circle of the battle. He put his hands together and carried a steel pestle behind him.

This little monk was around seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was as thin as firewood. His eyelids were half open and half closed, and he was at the fourth level of Origin Return.

The five monster men immediately retreated as if they had seen a ghost. The bear that was trying to kill the short fatty also released its arms in fear.

"Feiyun Temple!" Berserk Bear was so frightened that his soul scattered, but after seeing the Little Monk's cultivation realm, he laughed loudly, "It's just the fourth level of the Origin Return Realm! The five of us brothers will take your life today and avenge our compatriots of the demon race under the heavens!"

"Let's go together!"

The five monstrous men pounced towards the little monk at the same time.

The little monk's eyelids were still half open and half closed. He took out the steel pestle and placed it heavily on the ground.

Peng! A ring of Yuan Qi shockwaves spread out, instantly sending all five Monster males flying.

The little monk grabbed his fingers and gently pulled at a goatee monster. The goatee was pulled over by an invisible force and smashed onto his head by the little monk's pestle. Instantly, it revealed that it had cracked and his brain was sprayed everywhere.

"Flower Picking Finger" Xiang Nan narrowed his eyes.

The little monk pinched his fingers again and pulled the tall and thin demonic crane over. He similarly smashed his head with a pestle.

The Berserk Bear took the opportunity to pounce over. He ran faster and faster. He suddenly transformed from a demonic beast into a human form. Behind him, there was a long black demonic aura. The bowl-sized fist condensed a dense demonic aura and shot towards the back of the little monk's head.

The little monk clasped his hands together and placed the steel pestle in the middle. He neither dodged nor retaliated, saying, "Diamond Body Protection!"

A layer of pure white light shield suddenly appeared! It enveloped the little monk.

Clang!

The Berserk Bear's heavy punch smashed into the shield of light, as if it had fiercely smashed into a thousand-year-old ancient bell, producing a deep and secluded sound.

As for the bear's wrist, it was actually fractured! A white bone spike pierced out of his skin and flesh coldly.

The little monk's body suddenly spun and flew into the sky, slapping his palm down in the wind.

A gigantic white handprint descended from the sky!

The berserk bear man and another monster man were both crushed by the enormous palm of their hand, and blood and bones were scattered everywhere.

"Big Weituo Palm." Xiang Nan nodded silently.

The little monk held the steel pestle in his hand, his eyelids half-opened and half-closed, his body facing the last demon male.

The demon male knelt down with a putong sound and pleaded bitterly, "Please spare me. I didn't do anything evil."

The little monk's expression was expressionless. A strong wind suddenly rose beneath his feet and he let out a cry as he floated towards the last Demon Race man.

The demon male knew that he had no hope of survival, so he gritted his teeth and raised his right hand high, sending a demon qi sword descending from the sky.

"Corrupt path." The little monk did not raise his eyelids. The steel pestle in his hand faced the sky and said, "Vajra Pestle!"

The dense Yuan Qi condensed into a ten-meter long pestle, shattering the demonic sword with a loud bang.

At this moment, a white shadow suddenly flashed across the street. The shadow landed on the ground and transformed into a handsome young master dressed in a handsome white robe.

"Little monk, they're begging for mercy. Why bother killing them all?" That elegant young master had a smile on his face.

"It's him" Xiang Nan's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't this Young Master Pianpian the fifth level Guiyuan demon that he had encountered on the flying caravan?

"You're also a demon. You deserve to die, too." The little monk threw a huge Yuan Qi steel pestle at Young Master Pianpian. action

Young Master Pianpian's right hand condensed, and the demonic energy transformed into a large hand, grabbing the Vajra Pestle of Essence.

The little monk flipped his hand and sent an invisible Weituo Palm flying.

The young master's eyes moved and he quickly opened up. His body turned into an afterimage and instantly approached the little monk's side.

"Diamond Body Protection!" The little monk clasped his hands together and a powerful Yuan Qi shield appeared again.

"Little monk, I'm here to drink. I don't have time to play with you." The young master tossed out a strand of demonic energy. The demonic energy turned into a long silk, wrapping around the little monk's Yuan Qi shield layer by layer, wrapping it in a tight barrier.

Immediately after, Young Master threw the silk and threw the little monk into the distance.

This swing was so powerful that it made the little monk disappear at the junction of heaven and earth, and he could no longer be seen.

"Thank you for saving me, Young Master." The last Demon male hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Young Master waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and leave. Don't stop me from drinking."

After saying that, he ignored the short fatty lying on the ground and stepped into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

"What? Are you out of pear blossom dew?" Young Master's voice came from downstairs.

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Brother, come up and drink together."

A strong wind swept up to the third floor, and the young master said happily, "It's you!"

Xiang Nan nodded and smiled, "It's me. I happen to have the last jar of pear blossom dew here. If you don't mind, let's drink it together."

"Haha! I knew we were destined." The young master lifted his robe and sat down impolitely.

After drinking a glass of wine, the young master praised, "Good wine! Good wine!"

"This is the second time we've met. My name is Chen Hengjun."

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "I'm Xiang Bei."

"So it's Brother Xiang." Chen Heng laughed heartily, "I can thank you for the wine."

"It's just a jar of wine. Your words are too heavy." Xiang Nan said.

"After drinking this pear blossom dew, I still need to find a special wine from the demons of the Western Regions called the Black Snake's Mouth," Chen Heng said as he drank the wine.

"Brother Xiang, if we meet for the third time, how about I drink with you at the Black Snake's Mouth?"

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "That's the best."

"It's settled! A man's words are irrevocable! Do it!" Chen Heng raised his glass and drank with Xiang Nan.