BXBX NOVEL Chapter 562: Who Teaches Whom
Chapter 562: Who Teaches Whom
Not only did Shen Xiang insult their hall master, he also dared to beat their people severely in front of them, which made them feel extremely insulted. They believed that this was Shen Xiang challenging the dignity of their Eastern Sun Hall, and he could not tolerate it.
Shen Xiang frowned slightly and checked the strength of these five people. Their true energy was very strong and was within the range of Soul Martial Realm. However, he was not afraid at all. Even if facing the Hundred Refining Realm, he dared to fight.
A murderous aura suddenly surged out of Shen Xiang\'s body, covering the entire hill. This tragic murderous aura was cold and terrifying, and it covered the hill with bone-chilling coldness and extremely powerful mental pressure. Shen Xiang\'s eyes also turned slightly red, and the thick black murderous aura continued to spew out from him. He looked like a ruthless god of death, and there was only slaughter in his eyes.
The students of Oriental Sun Hall were suddenly filled with fear. They knew now that the man in front of them was no ordinary person. Just looking at this level of murderous aura, it would have taken the slaughter of hundreds of millions of people to accumulate it. How could a person who could do such a thing be anything but an ordinary person?
Shen Xiang has now accumulated the murderous aura of dozens of Nirvana Realm warriors. This level of murderous aura would make even the Nirvana Realm warriors feel a bit terrified.
"Chen Xiang, restrain yourself!" A cold, yet slightly tender and clear voice suddenly came from inside the house.
It turned out to be Liu Meng\'er\'s voice. Since Liu Meng\'er was there, Shen Xiang was relieved. With a captivating murderous look in his eyes, he scanned all the students of the Oriental Sun Hall before he suppressed the murderous aura.
"You are lucky, otherwise all of you hundreds of people would have been killed long ago!" Shen Xiang said coldly.
If it was before, these hundred people would definitely sneer at Shen Xiang\'s words, but now they have to believe it.
"What on earth happened?" Liu Meng\'er asked inside the house.
"I just want to go in, but these people won\'t let me, and they even said that if I go in, they will kill me without mercy! This is my residence, why don\'t they let me in? They even attacked me, and I am being merciful by not killing them." Shen Xiang\'s voice was filled with anger, and although his tone was flat, he spoke with great murderous intent, as if he wanted to kill all of these hundred people.
At this time, Chen Xiang asked again: "Sister Meng\'er, you know, I am Youlan\'s sworn brother. I heard that someone wants to marry her. I want to see what this guy looks like and what abilities he has to be so strong and not take me seriously!"
The students of the Oriental Lieyang Hall were instantly furious. They gritted their teeth and glared at Shen Xiang, wishing they could pounce on him and fight him to the death. Shen Xiang actually dared to provoke their hall master so loudly and did not take their Oriental Lieyang Hall seriously at all!
"Oh? This is Youlan\'s sworn brother, Shen Xiang?" A voice came like a thunder, exploding beside Shen Xiang\'s ears: "Sure enough, he is as rampant as the rumors say. Although he has good talent, he is too arrogant. Senior Liu, please don\'t stop me from teaching him a lesson. I\'m doing this for his own good."
As he spoke, Shen Xiang only felt a sudden wave of pressure on his head, with an extremely hot feeling. This kind of true energy appeared as if it appeared, and it was so powerful that it seemed to tear the space apart. It turned into a huge fist above his head. This fist flashed with a dazzling light like the scorching sun, and it was extremely hot. It brought with it an extremely oppressive pressure, which caused the ground under Shen Xiang\'s feet to burst and the rubble to shatter.
Shen Xiang was under pressure of tens of millions of pounds at this time. It was the first time he met a master who could use true Qi in this way, and he didn\'t even see that person.
"You are so arrogant. You want to teach me a lesson? Even your grandfather is not qualified, and you still want to marry my sister. You are not even worthy of being his slave! If you want to marry her, you have to pass me first. If you have the guts, don\'t shrink back in there, come out and fight me, otherwise get out of here and don\'t pollute my sister\'s eyes!" Shen Xiang said angrily, clenched his fists, stomped his feet hard, and the mountains shook and the earth trembled. The incomparably powerful dragon power collided in his dantian, stirring up bursts of violent and whistling breath, which erupted from his body with a buzzing sound.
"A trifle!"
Shen Xiang punched hard at the golden fist condensed by the rich true energy in the sky. The fist force condensed by the dragon power suddenly burst out with "pa pa pa pa pa..." ten consecutive explosions. These ten thunders that shook the sky made the students of the Oriental Sun Hall change their faces. They were full of disbelief, but after seeing that Shen Xiang\'s fist force blasted the golden fist into smoke, they had to believe it.
The tenth level of Demon Subduing Power, the ten consecutive sounds are the best proof!
They had only heard that in the heavens, only a few people could reach this level, and in the mortal world, only Zuo Zhenxuan could achieve it. But now Shen Xiang could do it. A young man could actually cultivate to the tenth level of Demon Subduing Strength. Now they knew why Shen Xiang was so rampant and so arrogant, because he had the capital!
"Hmph!" The head of the Scorching Sun Hall snorted coldly, his voice unable to conceal his surprise. A small bell suddenly flew out, as if it appeared above Shen Xiang\'s head, becoming as tall as two people, and suddenly pressed down, covering Shen Xiang.
Liu Meng\'er said in a cold voice: "What is this? Relying on magic weapons to teach people a lesson? And it\'s a ninth-level magic weapon!" She is a master of weapon refining and can tell at a glance.
"It\'s okay. It just serves as a lesson. Otherwise, he won\'t know there are always people better than him. I want him to realize how insignificant he is. This bell is called Xuantian Purple Thunder Bell. It can imprison people inside and release purple thunder to punish the people inside. It will never hurt him." Dongfang Yao said lightly. This is a ninth-level treasure, close to the level of a fairy weapon. He spoke of it with great pride.
Liu Meng\'er sneered in her heart. Even if Shen Xiang needed a lesson, it was not Dongfang Yao\'s turn. In Liu Meng\'er\'s eyes, Dongfang Yao was the one who needed a lesson the most. He was the one who should know what it meant to be someone better than you. There were probably not many people like Shen Xiang who slaughtered dozens of Nirvana realms in the mortal world, and those he slaughtered were all local giants.
"Don\'t worry, I will only keep him locked up for two hours. After two hours, I will naturally take back the Xuantian Purple Thunder Bell. Let\'s continue discussing the marriage with Leng Youlan." Dongfang Yao smiled faintly.
The Xuantian Purple Thunder Bell was emitting bursts of purple light, and bursts of muffled thunder were heard inside. Liu Meng\'er was not worried about Shen Xiang at all. Shen Xiang had three divine weapons on him, which were beyond the holy weapons and immortal weapons. It would be strange if they could hurt him. She was worried about Dongfang Yao\'s Xuantian Purple Thunder Bell. This was a very precious thing to Dongfang Yao. It was a top-notch magic weapon in the mortal world. If it was damaged by Shen Xiang...
Just as Dongfang Yao turned around, suddenly——
"You are not worthy enough to marry Youlan!" The covered Shen Xiang was furious. A pair of tiger-skin boxing gloves suddenly appeared on his fists. He held the Qinglong Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand. After a wild roar, a crisp sound exploded in all directions, like thunder in the sky.
I saw that the Xuantian Purple Thunder Bell that was covering Shen Xiang suddenly exploded and turned into countless fragments. Like a storm, it attacked the hundreds of students from the Eastern Lieyang Hall. In just a moment, those students screamed, and their bodies were hit by the fragments of the Xuantian Purple Thunder Bell. It was as if they were cut into pieces, and their bodies were covered in blood.
But Shen Xiang was holding the magic sword in his hand, standing there like a killing god!