Xiang Min smiled and shook her head repeatedly, and walked up to her: "I haven't seen such an interesting person for a long time. Hua Wuque, it's up to you to your mind..."

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by, and a crisp slap suddenly sounded in the inn.

Following...

"Smack it..."

The applause suddenly became dense, and there was a vaguely mixed with an orderly rhythm.

Then there was a dull "bang".

A figure flew out directly and fell heavily on a table, smashing the ground with people and tables.

Everything came too suddenly.

It was almost a moment.

Before everyone could react, when they came to their senses, they saw Xiang Min, the great disciple of Qinghong Sect, slumped on the ground and wailing, coughing up a lot of blood, and their whole face was swollen like a pig's head.

Xu Que, at some point, had already stood in Xiang Min's original position and patted his hands gently.

"Sang Min, right? Because you are not very good at thinking, I will hit you these few times as interest." He smiled faintly.

The sound is not loud, but it falls clearly into everyone's ears.

Everyone was stunned.

stunned!

this……

How did this guy do it?

Faced with the siege of more than a dozen Daluo Immortals, he could still attack at such a fast speed!

The key is... he actually dared to attack Xiang Min, the eldest disciple of Qinghong Sect?

And he was so ruthless that he was beaten into a pig's head.

This is not a big harm, but it is extremely humiliating!

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Chapter completed!