The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Jin Bao saw Chen Ximeng walking towards them from a distance, and his expression instantly tensed.

He said hurriedly, "Brother Tian, ​​look, that Chen Ximeng seems to be coming towards us. What should we do now?"

Everyone looked in the direction Jin Bao pointed, and indeed saw a man with regular features, handsome looks, and a sturdy build walking towards them steadily.

This man was obviously older than the others in the Hongxing Society, and his every move and every look revealed an aura of authority without even being angry.

Duan Tianyang had noticed the person coming a long time ago, but he didn't know that this person was Chen Ximeng.

After hearing Jin Bao's words, he frowned and thought to himself that his aura was really strong. He was indeed a martial artist at the third level of the Tiangang Realm.

As he gradually approached, an awe-inspiring pressure came with him, and everyone present felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Chen Ximeng strode to the front of the crowd and quickly scanned everyone with his eyes.

He did not see any familiar faces, nor was anyone's cultivation level able to attract his attention.

He then shifted his gaze to the team's flag, on which were embroidered three large characters "Hongxing Society".

He walked towards the team flag slowly, saying, "I think you all know who I am. There's no need to engage in a meaningless duel. Just hand over the team flag to me, and we can both save time."

Just as Chen Ximeng was about to touch the team flag, Guan Hu quickly took two steps forward, stood in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Brother, you are too arrogant!"

Chen Ximeng stopped, glanced at Guan Hu, raised his eyebrows, and asked in a slightly sarcastic tone: "Do you want to humiliate yourself?"

Guan Hu was unmoved, his eyes flashed with determination, and his voice was steady and powerful: "I think it would be a real shame if you don't even dare to fight and surrender on your own initiative."

As he spoke, a faint white mist rose around him, and he instantly completed his armor defense.

Chen Ximeng snorted without comment, his tone full of disdain: "If you want to make trouble for yourself, I won't stop you."

Before he finished speaking, he had already moved. He took a step forward, followed closely by a fist, and punched directly at Guan Hu.

His punches seemed ordinary and not very fast, but Guan Hu did not dare to be careless at all.

He quickly mobilized the internal energy in his body and raised his arms quickly, forming a solid defensive posture, blocking his chest.

Chen Ximeng's fist fell like thunder, leaving a deep mark on Guan Hu's arm, and an astonishing roar sounded at the scene.

Guan Hu seemed to be knocked back by the huge force. He slid four or five meters along the ground, and then his arms hung down weakly.

There were already several obvious cracks on the armor on his arms.

Looking at Chen Ximeng again, he did not activate any defensive measures, but at the moment when his fist hit Guan Hu, a layer of real fist armor emerged on his fist.

This is the huge gap between the third level of Tiangang Realm and the peak of Poxu Realm.

The strength between the two is like a chasm that is difficult to cross.

In this head-on fight, Chen Ximeng seemed to be at ease, while Guan Hu's arms were numb and he had lost all his strength.

He said calmly, "I've already told you not to waste time, and not to make yourself suffer. Why are you still so stubborn?"

As he spoke, he walked towards the team flag, glanced at it casually, and reached out to grab the flagpole.

Just as he was about to touch the flagpole, suddenly, a sharp sound of wind rang in his ears.

Someone passed by the team flag at lightning speed. In an instant, the team flag disappeared, and was replaced by the figure of Duan Tianyang holding the flagpole tightly.

Chen Ximeng narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head and laughed, muttering softly: "You guys are really stubborn and cute."

He raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked directly at Duan Tianyang. He stretched out his hand, slowly and steadily, and his tone revealed an unquestionable firmness: "Hand over the flag."

Duan Tianyang inserted the team flag into his waist and put on his armor. With a cynical smile on his face, he said provocatively: "I don't care who you are or how good your cultivation is. Today, I am the protagonist here."

When Chen Ximeng heard this, he was not angry, but laughed out loud. He responded arrogantly: "Just you? You want a firefly to compete with the sun and the moon!"

Duan Tianyang didn't say any more nonsense, but just hooked his finger at Chen Ximeng contemptuously, full of provocation.

Chen Ximeng stomped the ground hard, and a dull sound followed, like thunder exploding under his feet.

With him as the center, the ground shook violently as if an earthquake had occurred.

The dust within three meters around was stirred up by this force and filled the air.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Ximeng's figure had disappeared, leaving people looking at each other in confusion.

However, just as they were still in doubt, Chen Ximeng appeared behind Duan Tianyang like a ghost.

He raised his huge hand into the air with great momentum, aiming directly at the back of Duan Tianyang's head.

If this grab really fell on Duan Tianyang, his head would probably be crushed to pieces.

The difference in cultivation between the two was like a chasm. One was only at the fifth level of Huayuan Realm, while the other was already a third-level Tiangang Realm expert.

This scene made many people who were watching the fight stand up involuntarily. Even a few people in the viewing platform stood up and stared at Duan Tianyang and Chen Ximeng intently.

Among them was Ling Ziyan. Although her face showed no expression, her little hands were already red from being pinched.

Just when everyone was worried about Duan Tianyang, he suddenly slid sideways in an incredible way.

His body instantly moved sideways more than three meters, causing Chen Ximeng's powerful claw to miss.

Chen Ximeng's mind was full of confusion. This person's cultivation was not outstanding, but his body movements were extremely agile.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Chen Ximeng immediately started chasing after him.

He stretched out both hands, intending to firmly grasp Duan Tianyang's shoulders. Although Chen Ximeng was very fast, Duan Tianyang was better.

Duan Tianyang suddenly kicked his feet on the ground, as if performing the legendary Lingbo Weibu. His body floated backwards in an almost incredible way, easily avoiding Chen Ximeng's attack.

Chen Ximeng was extremely fast. He rushed towards Duan Tianyang like a shadow and threw a punch at the same time.

Duan Tianyang had retreated to the edge of his territory at this time. If he retreated one more step, he would be out of his territory.

Duan Tianyang ran at his fastest speed, flashing from in front of Chen Ximeng to behind him in an instant, and kicked forward.

The kick accurately hit Chen Ximeng's back, causing his body to tremble violently and step out of the border of the territory.