Chen Yang was already on guard, and punched out. The ten thousand years of spiritual power followed the wind of the fist and collided head-on with the weasels that rushed towards him. More than a thousand weasels were hit by the wind of the fist, and they flew backwards like a yellow storm.

, plop-puff, fell into the snow, and after a while, the white snow was dyed red.

"What a powerful palm wind. Even though the murderous intent is too strong, they are still alive!" said the beggar.

Chen Yang sneered and said: "You also know that they are living things, so why do you peel them off and roast them to eat? Wouldn't it make them more murderous?"

"Good boy, how dare you talk back? How about I let you taste the roasted weasel?" The beggar raised his hand, and the weasel meat in his hand flew quickly towards Chen Yang's face.

The distance was very close and the speed was extremely fast. The weasel meat in Chen Yang's eyes was obviously twice as fast as what he had seen before, and the feeling of being half a beat no longer existed.

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, and the weasel meat was in front of him. Chen Yang suddenly realized that he was thinking hard, and he blew out the spiritual power in his body from his mouth. When the weasel meat was in front of him, it was pushed back in an instant.

The beggar was also stunned and dodged sideways. The piece of weasel meat flew towards the group of weasels and knocked down a large number of weasels.

Chen Yang immediately shouted several times, the sound was deafening, and the weasels immediately fled into the mountains with all their might. In an instant, they disappeared without a trace. The snow was full of deep ditches.

"So annoying!" the beggar shouted sternly.

Chen Yang knew that this beggar was not a good person, so he said to Mr. Chen: "Brother Chen, you guys go back quickly! Keep going back, and don't come back again."

Boss Chen and others were eager to run back to escape for their lives. After listening to Chen Yang's words, they ran back the way they came, like a gust of wind.

"The beggar will chop you into pieces and feed you to the weasels today!" the beggar shouted angrily.

One move went straight to Huanglong, and the dog-beating stick in his hand was like a tiger descending the mountain and attacking Chen Yang. The thick snow was wrapped in the strong wind brought by the dog-beating stick, and followed the beggar to pounce on Chen Yang.

Chen Yang had never seen such a powerful fist wind before, so he did not dare to neglect it. He followed the shadow, twisted around on the snow to raise his strength, and quickly dodged. The thick snow was lifted up by his spiritual power, and followed Chen Yang

His body turned, and the sky was filled with white snow.

The beggar's move failed, and his body sank. The dog-beating stick swept towards Chen Yang, and then it was wrapped in thick snow. The snow was all wrapped up into a ball, surrounding Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was wrapped in thick snow and could not see the outside world clearly, nor could he tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

The beggar kept swinging his beating stick, stirring up the snow on the ground. The snow around Chen Yang became thicker and thicker, forcing him to breathe.

The beggar sneered and said: "I thought you were very capable, but it turns out it's just that!"

"Don't get too complacent, I'm very warm inside, and I don't want to go out yet." Chen Yang shouted forcefully from inside.

The beggar was stunned. He clearly felt that Chen Yang's spiritual power was increasing. The beggar hurriedly swept the snow towards Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was wrapped tighter and tighter by the thick snow, which made him feel uncomfortable. He shouted "Ah", and a burst of spiritual power spurted out from his mouth. Chen Yang, who felt comfortable in his chest, shook his whole body,

Spiritual energy radiates.

"Hoo!" A gust of wind suddenly rose and scattered all the snow around him. The huge impact blew away all the snow on the surrounding ground, exposing the loess.

The beggar was shocked, and the smile on his face slowly solidified. The third master of the Qilin team had already formidable skills. Looking at the young man in front of him with such super spiritual power, he felt that he was an old man.

Yes, there are talented people from generation to generation.

Looking at the serious-looking beggar, Chen Yang said: "Old beggar, who are you, who have gone to such trouble to trouble me?"

The beggar said: "Everyone can kill you, you evildoer. Why do you need to ask me where you came from and let me do it?"

Chen Yang said angrily: "You said I was a monster, but you drove the weasels into the village to do evil, and then blocked my way here, causing groups of creatures to die."

"God has a good life. Seeing that you, a beggar, have lived a lifetime, why do you want to do the opposite? How dare you call me a monster?" Chen Yang said.

What he said made the beggar furious and furious. He shouted: "You are so unreasonable, you dare to humiliate me. I will send you to the underworld to report to the King of Hell."

The beggar pressed the dog-beating stick to the ground, rose into the air, and struck Chen Yang on the head with a Taishan move.

Before Chen Yang could stop laughing, the beggar's dog-beating stick had reached the top of his head, and a pressure hit Chen Yang from top to bottom.

The speed was so fast that Chen Yang couldn't avoid it. He felt the wind of the stick hitting his hair, and his scalp felt chilly.

There was nowhere to hide, Chen Yang's heart was crossed, and his spiritual power was transferred to the top of his head. The beggar's dog-beating stick hit the top of Chen Yang's head. It collided with the spiritual power emitted by Chen Yang. The beggar's tiger's mouth felt numb for a while, and the dog-beating stick flew away from his hand.

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The beggar fell to the ground, staggering and almost losing his balance.

"You are indeed a monster. My dog-beating stick can't even get close to your body!" The beggar saw that this young man was indeed a troublesome person. He couldn't blame Lengshan for asking the headquarters for support.

Chen Yang also saw that this beggar did not look like a villain, and said: "Who sent you here, Hua Nanke or Wu Mei?"

The beggar sneered and said, "I didn't expect you to have so many enemies. You don't even know who they are."

"It doesn't matter who it is. Anyway, people have been taking my life since I was struck by lightning. I'm used to it. One more of you today is no more, and one less of you is no less." Chen Yang said with an indifferent expression.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" the beggar said.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Why?"

"Bai Wuchang didn't dare to lock my soul. He couldn't lock it even if he tried. His soul-locking chain is still with me!" Chen Yang said, taking out a small iron chain and showing it to the beggar.

The beggar raised his head and took a look. When he saw the one-foot-long iron chain in Chen Yang's hand, he laughed and said, "You young man, just make it up!"

"Do not believe?"

"Do not believe!"

"Then let me show you!"

Chen Yang recited the mantra and threw the soul-locking chain into the sky. The soul-locking chain actually did not change. As the snowflakes fell from the sky, it curled up on the ground like a black earthworm.

"Hahaha..." The beggar laughed so hard that he covered his stomach and bent down to the ground.

Chen Yang walked up to the soul-locking chain with an ugly face, stomped down on the soul-locking chain, and said resentfully: "You Bai Wuchang, your soul-stealing thing has really embarrassed me!

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"You young man is so interesting. Your spiritual power is so powerful that you can protect yourself from anyone. You even took out a key chain to scare people." The beggar stopped laughing and wiped the laughter from his face.
Chapter completed!