Chapter 625： I say it is wrong, then it is wrong!

Looking at the broken mountain lying on the ground with a face full of horror, Xue An showed her white teeth and smiled sorrowfully.

"This is a very good start, but I hope you will remember with every punch that follows. If you call it wrong... then it is the end of your life! Understand?"

"No..." Po Shan screamed in his throat.

Xue An did not give him a chance to beg for mercy. He stepped directly on the ground, and the force of the counter shock bounced the broken mountain from the ground.

Then Xue An punched out.

Poshan screamed and flew out, but shouted in the air.

"The second punch..."

Next, Broshan is like a masochist. Even if Xue An's head is broken, he still does not forget to count.

"The third punch... the fourth punch..."

Everyone stared at this scene blankly, and the eyes of those cultivators showed deep awe.

Hua Youan and Song Ajianing had already burst into tears.

Looking at the once extremely arrogant broken mountain, Xue An is now beaten into this miserable state, and he has to count how many punches he has suffered.

The fastest thing in the world is this.

At the same time, Hua Youan became deeply curious about Xue An.

He just confessed that he is a Chinese, but why has he never heard of such a powerful master before?

At the time of Hua Youan's doubts.

Po Shan shouted, "Thirty-ninth punch!"

Then he was smashed to the ground and couldn't get up again.

At this moment, he looked like a mass of rotten flesh, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

But even so, he still did not dare to have the slightest confusion.

Because Xue An said clearly, he would die if he was wrong.

At this time, Xue An didn't punch any more, but slowly walked to the front of Poshan and looked at him quietly.

Under Xue An's cold gaze, he was terrified and trembled all over.

Then I saw Xue An calmly said: "How much did you just call?"

"Thirty-ninth punch!"

Xue An shook his head, "Wrong!"

Poshan's eyes widened in an instant, "How...how is it possible? I remember it clearly, and I can't go wrong!"

Xue An smiled slightly, "Then I ask you, how much is it after thirty-eight?"

"thirty-nine!"

Xue An shook his head again, "No!"

"What's wrong? Isn't thirty-nine after thirty-eight?" Poshan screamed.

Xue An said indifferently: "In other places, thirty-eight is thirty-nine, but in my case, I said it was wrong, then it is wrong!"

"If you are wrong, you must die!" Xue An said, with a bright light in his eyes, and slowly raised his fist.

"No... you are just arguing, you can't kill..." Po Shan was going crazy.

In his opinion, this Xue An is completely shameless.

"Yes, I'm just arguing, what can you do to me?" Xue An said lightly, raising his fist to blow.

But Poshan felt that a powerful divine power was coming, completely suppressing his own cultivation base.

This discovery frightened the dead.

If the cultivation base is suppressed, then Xue An's punch will definitely kill him.

At this moment, I heard a panting shout coming from outside, "Keep someone under the fist!"

Po Shan was overjoyed and was about to say something.

Xue An raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Do you think you are making a TV series? Still **** to keep people?"

After all, a punch came out.

Click.

After a crisp sound, Poshan's head was shattered by Xue An's fist.

A strong black glow spread from Poshan's body like a tide, and the aura of the world that was disturbed was shaken violently.

And a group of black brilliance flew out in the air, about to flee.

Xue An's mind was like a knife, and he cut it down directly.

There was a scream in the air, and the whole hall suddenly shook.

All the cultivators were shocked.

This is the phenomenon of heaven and earth caused by the fall of Jinxian.

So far, the top master of Shiva Demon's door broke the mountain and fell on the spot.

At this time, the caller rushed in.

After seeing the corpse on the ground, the fat face of this man trembled.

"You...you actually killed him?"

Xue An looked at the big fat man and said lightly: "What about killing?"

At this moment, another person rushed in behind him.

"The big steward, you..."

Then the man looked at the corpse on the ground and couldn't help being stunned.

When Hua Youan saw the people running behind, he couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Uncle Zhong! Why are you?"

Since the three of Hua Youan left, Chen Zhong has been thinking about it.

Finally, after gritted his teeth, he also came to the City Lord's Mansion.

But he didn't have an invitation, so he couldn't get in at all, he could only hang around the door.

But because of the great momentum of the Thousand Clan banquet, many people came in and out, so the news inside could also spread.

When he heard that a Chinese teenager and a golden immortal cultivator were doing it on the spot, it was black in front of him and almost fell to the ground.

The thing he worried most eventually happened.

Golden Immortal Cultivator!

That was an existence that Chen Zhong couldn't even think of.

How could a three-year-old boy with a weak crown, such a strong opponent?

No way!

Find a way to get in!

Even collecting the bodies of three people is better than being stupid outside.

After making up his mind, he tried his best to get close to a familiar doorman, and finally entered the door, but by coincidence, he happened to meet Jinjin.

He begged for money and wanted to enter the main hall.

Geng Jin sneered after hearing the words: "I said long ago that you Chinese came here purely for death! Are you convinced now? As for you want to go to the main hall? Ha ha, that's absolutely impossible. Get out!"

Chen Zhong was scolded only for the promise, but he still nodded and bowed his head and wanted to ask Gengjinwang to open up.

Genjin's eyes widened, and he was about to attack, a family rushed to deliver the letter.

"It's not good! It's dying!"

Genjin sneered, "Chinese people die if they die, what's all the fuss about?"

"No! Master Poshan is dying!"

"What?" The gold jumped three feet high upon hearing the words.

"What's the matter? Which adult did it?"

"I don't know either! Go and have a look!"

Geng Jin heard the words Sa Yazi ran to the main hall.

Shiva Demon Sect is a very powerful sect, and Poshan is a golden immortal powerhouse. If he died at the dinner party, he would have to be implicated as a steward.

And Chen Zhong was also startled when he heard this, and ran over behind him.

When entering the main hall, when the three of Hua Youan were still alive, although Song A's arm was missing, he was not dead anyway, Chen Zhong couldn't help but breathe out.

But Genjin's complexion was so gloomy and terrible at this time.

Poshan died, which made the Jinjin angry, but he did not dare to provoke Xue An.

So he spread all the anger on Chen Zhong.

Snapped!

Genjin slapped Chen Zhong viciously, and then roared: "I blame your old dog for pestering me for endless talk, and it turns out that such a big event happened!"