It was like a group of people standing on the shore, watching a drowned dog falling into the water.
It caused them to laugh wildly and heartily.
Jiang Shaoqing himself was smiling from ear to ear, pointing at Xia Qingchen and saying: "Xia Qingchen, Xia Qingchen, have you ever thought that you would have this day too?"
The grievances he had accumulated for a long time were finally released at this moment, making him feel unprecedentedly relaxed.
Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi.
No matter how prosperous the person named Xia is, he will eventually become a loser!
Xia Qingchen moved his steps, finally turned around and faced Jiang Shaoqing head-on.
A pair of eyes stared at him calmly and plainly: "I said, I'm in a bad mood right now."
Instead of being afraid, Jiang Shaoqing raised his neck high.
He stretched out his finger, pointed at Xia Qingchen, then pointed at himself, and said with a smile: "You, the eliminated person, are no longer a disciple of the Nebula Sect! I am the future talent of the Nebula Sect!"
"Remember your current status, you are not even worthy of carrying my shoes now, do you understand?"
As he said that, he stretched out his palm and patted Xia Qingchen's cheek.
The disciples of the Xingyun Sect are indeed superior to others.
This sentence is not wrong.
However, it does not apply to Xia Qingchen.
Before his palm touched Xia Qingchen's cheek, Xia Qingchen stretched out two fingers and lightly pinched his palm.
They were clearly two fingers, but they were like two iron pliers.
With a gentle pinch, Jiang Shaoqing's palm bones clicked.
"Hiss! Let go!" Jiang Shaoqing took a breath, his face instantly filled with pain.
He raised his right foot and kicked Xia Qingchen hard in the abdomen.
Xia Qingchen loosened his fingers, then grabbed and twisted his arm.
Then, he raised his arm upwards, and with the help of his strength, he lifted Jiang Shaoqing's whole body high, and then slammed him down.
With a dull sound of flesh, Jiang Shaoqing was hit hard on the ground, creating a deep pit!
Jiang Shaoqing's eyes were full of ferocity: "Xia, you are nothing now, and you still dare to attack me? If I say a word, your family will be destroyed!"
As a disciple of the Nebula Sect, he ordered the royal family of the principality where Xia Qingchen lived to eradicate Xia Qingchen's family.
Which principality's royal family dares not to listen?
He never imagined that Xia Qingchen would dare to do something to him without his identity as a disciple of the Nebula Sect.
How presumptuous!
However, Xia Qingchen stepped over as if he hadn't heard anything.
With a click, Jiang Shaoqing's chest was directly stepped on and dented. The intense pressure caused Jiang Shaoqing to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
He finally felt a trace of panic in his heart, and hurriedly yelled at his friends in Longyin Village: "What are you doing standing still? Come and save me?"
But instead of stepping forward, they stepped back with fear in their eyes.
Seeing Xia Qingchen angry, who would dare to step forward?
Jiang Shaoqing was so angry that he had to break Xia Qingchen's legs off by himself.
However, Xia Qingchen's anger has been completely ignited.
He squatted down, grabbed Jiang Shaoqing's collar, and then threw him high into the air with his backhand.
He jumped up on the spot.
"Wild elephants galloping wildly!"
"Fire Phoenix Sun!"
"Kowloon is in the sky!"
"The immortal asked for directions!"
A set of yellow-level high-grade martial arts was knocked down, and Jiang Shaoqing fell heavily to the ground.
His body was bloated and bleeding, his entire face was burned like a pig's head, his eyes turned white, and he lay on the ground spitting.
In just a short moment, Xia Qingchen was beaten into a human shape and unconscious!
Xia Qingchen fell down and looked at the group of people in Longyin Village.
He didn't say a word, but just glanced at him, and the latter's scalp went numb, and they all turned around and ran away in fear.
"Jiang Shaoqing, that turtle grandson, is a good leader. He said he wanted to see Xia Qingchen's joke!"
"Damn it, I'm crazy, I actually believed him and came to see the fun!"
"I'm crazy too. I came here to watch the Evil God's joke. Fortunately, I'm far away!"
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The pier was completely silent.
In the second assessment for newcomers, Jiang Shaoqing, who was ranked tenth, was beaten into such a miserable state by an eliminated person?
What an irony!
Xia Qingchen's expulsion was a huge loss to the Nebula Sect.
A whip crack suddenly resounded through the sky.
Xia Qingchen turned his body slightly to avoid the whip that was whipping at him.
Without looking, Xia Qingchen knew who the person who took action was.
"How brave! How dare you seriously injure a disciple of the Nebula Sect." Yuan Chaohui shouted coldly, holding a whip in his hand.
He was a little surprised.
The whip just now was done with all his strength, and he whipped it suddenly.
Xia Qingchen was supposed to be beaten to pieces, but the other party ignored him and avoided it.
Xia Qingchen looked at Yuan Chaohui coldly: "Finally stop pretending to be dead?"
When Jiang Shaoqing was aggressive and everyone in Longyin Village was jeering at him, Yuan Chaohui, the patroller, was missing to maintain order.
It's only now that he looks like he's upholding justice.
Yuan Chaohui turned a deaf ear and only focused on his own scolding: "What is your identity? You are now an ordinary person! What is your identity as a disciple of the Xingyun Sect? The proud man of heaven! You, an ordinary person, are qualified to harm the proud man of heaven?"
He had a stern look on his face: "Come on! Catch him and take him back for severe punishment!"
Originally, he was a little reluctant to let Xia Qingchen go away.
This is really too cheap Xia Qingchen.
Fortunately now, he himself injured a Nebula Sect disciple in public, which gave him a perfect excuse.
The patrols behind him were all a group of low-level disciples led by Yuan Chaohui, all of whom were his close associates.
After giving the order, he naturally pounced on me like a wolf and a tiger.
There are nine people in total, and their cultivation levels are all between the first and third vortexes of the Great Chen position.
Xia Qingchen was irritable and his eyes were slightly cold: "I told you not to provoke me when I'm in a bad mood! Why don't you just listen?"
The air around Xia Qingchen suddenly floated.
Looking from a distance, Xia Qingchen's shadow was blurry.
Invisible to the naked eye, tens of thousands of sword shadows surround him.
"Hunyuan Wanjianxin!"
swish swish
Countless sharp sounds floated in the air.
The nine patrolling disciples who rushed over were stabbed by Wan Jian before they knew what was going on.
Screams sounded one after another.
No weapons were seen, let alone any attacking movements by Xia Qingchen. Blood marks appeared one after another on the bodies of the nine disciples.
All his clothes were cut into pieces, and he appeared naked in front of everyone.
Under the aura of thousands of swords, they could not escape. They were all injured and bruised, lying on the ground in a bloody state, wailing.
This scene made everyone at the dock take a breath of cold air!
Was it Xia Qingchen's doing?
What kind of martial arts is that?
Why is it so scary?
Yuan Chaohui's scalp was numb, it was this terrible martial arts again.
At the martial arts exchange meeting held in Hengqianmo that day, Xia Qingchen simply performed it.
However, now that it is used with all its strength, it is much more powerful!
"Xia Qingchen! You are a murderer, our Xingyun Sect will not tolerate your impudence!" He waved his wrist, and the shadow of the whip was carried away by the strong wind.
Xia Qingchen used his body skills and was about to dodge.
An old palm came unexpectedly and with incomparable precision, grasped the whip that was twitching at high speed!