Fu Xialiang smiled slightly and said:

It took a long time to spit out all the gravel in his mouth, and Yang Xiuming gasped for air.

Lijiafang City is controlled by several immortal cultivating families, including the Li family, and the strongest one in the city is none other than Jin Dan Zhenren.

Duke Danyang of Nanchu did not leave at all, but guarded him here and killed Nanchu Huixu who was spying on him.

After killing the opponent, Duke Danyang of Nanchu suddenly struck again, and Yang Xiuming flew completely into the air again.

He looked at Yang Xiuming and said:

"Are you a good-for-nothing like you worthy of entering my Yang family?"

"I'm just practicing my hammer. In fact, one hammer is enough. You don't need to practice so much."

Fu Xialiang's words were categorical, and an indescribable confidence arose in him.

Yang Xiuming had seen this kind of confidence in the great Brahma God Lords, Yang Wudi and Duke Danyang, and he couldn't help but feel dumb.

Maybe this is the way to be truly strong!——

Wish you all a happy Lantern Festival and continue with 10,000 words tomorrow!
Chapter completed!