My Heaven-Defying Spirit

The sturdy man, with a burly figure, wore a top that showed off his strong chest muscles, and wore trousers made of animal skins, with a belt made of wolfhounds hanging around his waist.

"They are actually from the Wild Wolf Gang. Are they here to join in the fun as well?"

Ming Huaishang saw the people coming through the window. There were seven or eight of them. They were strong and sturdy, and they were not wearing shirts. They were from the Wild Wolf Gang 200 kilometers away.

The Wild Wolf Gang is famous for its sturdiness, specializing in physical training, and is good at close combat with monsters. It is also well-known in the local area. The surrounding sects dare not provoke this tough guy.

Then, the innkeeper and waiter came to the door one by one to drive the guests away, until finally, they stopped in front of Ming Huaishang's door and knocked on it.

One liter, two liters, three liters, and finally knocked for several minutes, but Ming Huaishang's door still didn't open. At this time, the shopkeeper was sweating profusely, and tears were already flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"My dear ancestors, please open the door!"

However, at this moment, the group of Wild Wolf Gang members who were sitting at the table and chatting also heard the noise here, and their eyes turned over.

One of the men had a long scar on his face, which made him look extremely scary. With a fierce look in his eyes and a bad look on his face, he jumped up from the field, flew to the second floor, came to the door of Ming Huaishang's room, and pushed the shopkeeper's door open.

"Listen up, everyone inside. I'll give you three more numbers. If you don't come out after three numbers, your fate will be the same as his."

Speak, he sucked in his palm and grabbed the shopkeeper's head in his hand, holding it like a chicken. With a slight force, the head exploded like a watermelon. The blood soaked the floor and the brains crawled on the ground. The scarred man's face remained unchanged, and he spat out cold

"three!"

No movement in the room

"two!"

The scarred man paused for a moment, but there was still no response from the room.

"one!"

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"Since you guys don't want to drink my toast, don't blame me!"

The scarred man swung his fist violently and hit the door frame with one punch. According to his strength, the door should have been smashed into pieces by him. But surprisingly, the scarred man's punch on the door was like hitting a sponge. His fist was violently bounced back, and his whole body tilted and stepped back a few steps.

At this moment, not only did the scarred man have an expression of disbelief on his face, but even the several members of the Wild Wolf Gang on the first floor below had ugly expressions on their faces.

However, at this moment, the door was finally pushed open, and at this moment, a ragged, lazy old Taoist walked out of the room. His teeth were scattered and even a little yellow, but he held the wine gourd in his right hand without stopping for a moment, pouring wine into his mouth vigorously.

After drinking a mouthful of wine, he held it in his mouth as if gargling. Finally, from the expression of the old Taoist, although he was a little reluctant, he still spit out the wine in front of the door. The blood-stained ground turned back to its original state the moment it was stained by the wine. It was extremely clean.

"Who disturbed my sleep?"

At this time, Ming Huaishang also poked his head out and looked outside. However, when he saw the tragic scene outside, his expression couldn't help but become gloomy.

"You old fool, stop bullying me or I'll smash your head to pieces!"

The scarred man's eyes flashed with ferocity, as if the punch he had just thrown at the door had no effect, which made him very angry. But now the old Taoist turned a deaf ear to him and didn't even look at him, which made him very angry.

However, the old Taoist looked unusually calm. He gulped down two mouthfuls of wine. Facing the oncoming fist from the scarred man, he simply stretched out two fingers and directly caught the scarred man's fist, which was as big as his head.

Then, he just pinched his two fingers lightly, as if he didn't use any force, and the scarred man's fist suddenly exploded and turned into a bloody mist. In an instant, he screamed and knelt on the ground in pain.

The Wild Wolf Gang members below the first floor suddenly changed their expressions when they saw this scene, but then they reacted and jumped to the second floor one after another to help the scarred man down.

Several members of the Wild Wolf Gang stood on the first floor and looked out. They looked at the old Taoist priest on the second floor with a cold expression and said in a chilling tone:

"Who are you? How dare you offend my Wild Wolf Gang? If you have the guts, tell me your name."

The old Taoist suddenly sneered when he heard this, wiped his mouth full of beard and wine stains, and said lightly:

“Not to mention you guys, even if your Wild Wolf Gang is mobilized, you can’t do anything to me. As for my name, you are not worthy of knowing it.”

"Insanity!"

When the Taoist priest said this, the members of the Wild Wolf Gang were instantly furious, their faces flushed red, but they did not dare to take action.

Because they had all seen what happened to the scarred man just now, the old Taoist in front of them had unfathomable strength. If they took action now, the consequences would probably be the same as that of the scarred man.

"Well, you dare to look down on my Wild Wolf Gang? If you have the guts, wait here and I'll call our second gang leader to deal with you."

The members of the Wild Wolf Gang sneered and uttered harsh words before leaving. Then they dragged the scarred man out of the inn quickly and disappeared into the street.

After a while, the old Taoist finally walked down to the first floor, followed by Ming Huaishang.

"Let's go, since the token is not here, it's time to leave"

The old Taoist looked calm, threw the wine jug to the waiter who was paralyzed by fear, and ordered him to fill the jug with wine.

The waiter had already been frightened by the old man's behavior. Without any hesitation, he took the wine pot and crawled towards the big wine jar.

He poured the wine into the gourd one by one, but the wine jug was only the size of a palm, like a bottomless pit. He poured a large jar of wine weighing 30 kilograms into it, but the gourd was still not full. The waiter was a little stunned. He turned his head to look at the Taoist priest, but the Taoist priest just gave him a sharp look in return. In an instant, he dared not say anything more, and stood up and walked towards another large wine jar again, until all twelve jars of wine were poured into the wine gourd, and then it was full.

“It’s actually a space-related magic weapon.”

Ming Huaishang knew at a glance that the Taoist's gourd was a magic weapon, and it was a space-type magic weapon.

When the wine gourd was full, the old Taoist smiled with satisfaction. He stood up and walked out of the inn. Before leaving, he threw a fist-sized gold coin to the waiter.

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