I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

He decided...

He will now challenge Xia Donghai, Yixue's previous shame!

The next moment, Ancestor Muchen finally noticed the figures standing next to Feng Xia.

The village chief, the old woman, the stammerer, the heartless...

Although he had never heard of those code names that didn't look like names, nor had he dealt with these people many times, when he saw those faces, he felt like a big basin of invisible cold water hit his head. It poured down and penetrated his heart, causing ancestor Mu Chen to extinguish his blood in an instant.

"These guys...these old monsters...they actually followed you out!?"

He may not be afraid of Fengxia, but he has to be afraid of these old monsters.

Especially when he had seen the thin old lady in that village kill two corpse monsters with one punch...

Are you impressed?

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move!

"oh?"

Feng Xia glanced at Ancestor Mu Chen. How could this old man's little thoughts be hidden from his sharp eyes?

Thinking of this, Feng Xia grinned, with a rather strong smile on his face: "Ancestor Muchen, what do you want now?"

"Of course we have to do it now..."

Seeing Feng Xia's eyes, Mu Chen's ancestor's eyes rolled around. It was clear that his true form was a divine drum, but at this moment, he felt the urge to break out in a cold sweat.

Damn it, he actually ignored the existence of these old monsters just now!

"you……"

At this moment, an angry and angry voice suddenly came from behind: "You are really... so big..."

"Ancestor has decided to help you beat this pervert again now!"

Ancestor Muchen gritted his teeth fiercely, turned around and rushed towards the Extreme North Cold King who had just gotten up. Without saying a word, he punched hard on the spot!

"Ancestor, I'll beat you to death, you psychopath!"

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Chapter 0421

Thumb thump!

Boom!

The steady beat of drums echoed in all directions.

Mixed together were the angry roars of the Extreme North Cold King and the shouts of the ancestor of Muchen, as if they were fighting with each other.

"Ho... I will fight with you!"

"Why fight? Do you have money? If you don't have money, fight for nothing!"

"Damn it! How dare you humiliate me like this! Ancestor Muchen, from now on, I will never go to heaven or earth... Uh-huh-huh... vomit..."

"Ah! Absolutely nothing? Just say it, the ancestor is all ears!"

He said he was all ears, but in fact, Patriarch Mu Chen kept punching hard.

When the Extreme North Cold King wasn't paying attention, he punched him without saying a word, just blocking the demon king's mouth.

After a few rounds, this powerful demon king who was so high-spirited not long ago was covered in blood, and the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram behind him collapsed. Sometimes he changed into a human form, and sometimes he transformed into his true self, roaring and fighting with ancestor Mu Chen. Fight.

"This king...this king must kill you——"

"Kill the ancestor? Besides touching the ancestor's butt, what else will you do?"

When Ancestor Muchen heard this, he spat disdainfully.

Feng Xia silently held up a layer of mana barrier to block the splashing spit.

By this time, all the monster beasts who were watching had gradually turned from initial shock to shock, and by the end, they were completely numb.

"Villain... a complete villain!"

"The rumors are not wrong at all, this old guy is simply an old rogue!"

The scalps of many monster beasts felt numb as they looked at it.

Now, but I can see it...

Ancestor Muchen's attack power has indeed become much stronger than before. With a full blow, even figures like King Han will be injured if he is not careful in defense.

But, it's just trauma.

With the resilience of the majestic Demon King, even a minor injury can be fully recovered without taking one or two breaths.

The real problem is that Ancestor Muchen’s attack methods are over and over... and there is only one move!

It's not particularly lethal, but it's a little bit more lethal. It's more disgusting.

Unexpectedly, Mu Chen’s ancestor’s defense was astonishing, like an annoying dog-skin plaster. He couldn’t be beaten to death or run away. He was stuck to this bastard over and over again. The blood on the body of the Extreme North Cold King was not caused by Mu Chen. Ancestor Chen was beaten, but he was made angry by this old bastard!

"King Jihan of the Far North is simply tragic. His cultivation has indeed become stronger. He can defeat other demon kings when he encounters them. However, he met the freak like Ancestor Muchen!"

Ying Chengpeng murmured in a hoarse voice.

He thought to himself that if he were to change the place and replace King Han with himself, I'm afraid the outcome of this battle would not be much better.

"This old thing is just a lump of divine gold that can't be smashed with a hammer!"

"Bah, bah, bah!"

I don’t know how many times King Han was hammered into the ground. Ancestor Mu Chen clicked his tongue, turned around with a look of displeasure, and then instantly switched to a smile on his face, rubbing his hands and facing Feng Xia. He came closer and said, "This... look... this result... are you satisfied?"

"You...bastard..."

The Extreme North Cold King was so angry that he vomited blood again.

At this time, other monsters finally heard some different meanings from the words of ancestor Muchen: "This old guy... seems to be trying to please that Xia Donghai?"

"No way?! Then Xia Donghai just escaped from the hands of the Holy Son, so what kind of virtue and ability can he have to make Ancestor Mu Chen be so flattering to him?"

"Are you stupid? No matter how virtuous or capable he is, he can make Ancestor Mu Chen be so flattering. If you have the ability, do you want to be one?"

"What the hell is going on!"

Monster beasts were whispering to each other, and discussions were coming and going.

At this moment, even the crumbling Demon Emperor's Mausoleum above their heads seemed to have become a foil. Even if the sky fell and the earth fell, it could not cover up the shock in their hearts at this time.

"you……"

Seeing that Ancestor Muchen stopped attacking, King Jibei Han glanced around and then got up unsteadily. His face was as black as iron. He wanted to say a few harsh words, but halfway through, he choked on all his words. In the throat.

He was afraid of being disgusted by Patriarch Muchen again.

after all……

This old thing is really disgusting!

"It's pretty good."

Feng Xia finally nodded, which made ancestor Mu Chen let out a long sigh of relief, but then he heard Feng Xia continue: "But it's not good for you to beat innocent passers-by in public like this."

Ancestor Muchen's heart was lifted on the spot.

Is it possible to say...

Is this evil star still dissatisfied?

This evil star is really hard to resist!

"If you want to take action next time, remember to drag him to a place where no one is around, and then you can do whatever you want." Feng Xia persuaded him in a persuasive way, "Looking at this guy's cultivation, he should be a person with status. Character, it’s really disrespectful for you to slap him in the face like this.”

"At the very least, we should cover his face first, and then slap him in the face."

"Next time for sure, next time for sure!"

Ancestor Muchen breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his hands and laughed.

But at this time, he realized a problem: "You... don't know this guy?"

From what Feng Xia said, it seemed like he didn’t even know who this person was!

Feng Xia immediately shook his head: "I'm just a little transparent person with poor cultivation. How can I interact with such a person? And this guy is also very strange. When he first came up, he said that I smelled like his son... "

When you say this, why do you sound so given?

"Impossible! There is a special mark left by this king on my son's body. Not long ago, the mark suddenly disappeared, and on your body, there is the breath of my child!"

King Han couldn't help it when he heard it, and said in a cold voice: "I can never be wrong about this!"

"Who is your son?" Feng Xia asked more.

"My son Shuang Xueming!"

"The frost is bright..."

A look of surprise finally appeared on Feng Xia's face. Isn't this the big bug who committed suicide for no apparent reason at the foot of the Central Sacred Mountain?

At that time, he also wanted to "knock" out some more good things from Shuang Xueming's hands. After all, the son of a dignified demon king would definitely have good things in his body.