Huang Fang, nicknamed "Golden Hook," sneered, and his true qi surged dramatically.

Although Chen Yuan had reached the Refining Spirit stage.

However, his spirit refinement was mainly due to the fact that his primordial spirit was relatively strong after he transmigrated, and he was also practicing the special spirit refinement method passed down to him by Granny Liu.

It's not because his physical cultivation level is high enough that his spirit cultivation level is high.

This is equivalent to him being in elementary school but learning some university-level knowledge ahead of time.

Huang Fang, the Golden Hook, steadily and surely learned outstanding knowledge. In terms of life cultivation, this old man was clearly much better than Chen Yuan.

Although he has not yet reached the realm of refining the spirit.

Therefore, the force released by Huang Fang, the Golden Hook, surprised Chen Yuan. This guy's life force and cultivation were actually above Zhao Lihuo's.

Swish swish!

In an instant, Huang Fang, the Golden Hook, suddenly swung his eagle claws, leaving afterimages flying in the air. The terrifying power of the eagle claws suddenly formed a gust of wind.

They grabbed at Chen Yuan's vital points with lightning speed.

It should be noted that Huang Fang's eagle claw attack just now broke through part of Chen Yuan's flawless Vajra Body defense. Now, with even greater power, it is estimated that it can directly break through his flawless Vajra Body.

"Be careful, Uncle-Master!"

Seeing this, Chang Si also became anxious.

After all, he and Chen Yuan had developed a good relationship over the years.

Unfortunately, even if he wanted to help, he couldn't.

It's because he practices the Iron Shirt technique. If he knew even a little bit of the Splitting Palm technique, he wouldn't be helpless.

"Tsk, Golden Hook Huang Fang is really ruthless. He directly used his trump card to try to kill that kid. It seems that he and Zhao Lihuo have a good relationship. He's not afraid that if he kills this kid, Ghost Hand King will take his anger out on him."

Old Demon Pi chuckled.

"Yeah, this guy really has a temper. Looks like he hates this kid a bit."

Yuan Xiao, the big fox, echoed this sentiment.

"But this kid might not necessarily lose."

Yuan Kui, the little fox, said calmly.

"Nephew, don't worry, I have a plan!"

Chen Yuan grinned, and golden light burst forth from his body.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Chen Yuan's body vanished, and his entire body appeared a hundred meters in the air. The Golden Escape Stream Light was not just a horizontal movement.

Moving it upwards is not out of the question!

"The Venerable One's Golden Escape Light? Damn it!"

Huang Fang, nicknamed "Golden Hook," gritted his teeth and looked up at the sky, hundreds of meters above.

"Hehe, now it's my turn! Turn the world upside down!"

Chen Yuan grinned. Today, he was going to teach this guy what a high-altitude strike was all about!

Whoosh!

He pulled out dozens of small iron balls directly from his food pouch, and a mysterious magic array faintly appeared beneath his feet, with bolts of lightning flashing rapidly.

"Huh? What's this kid up to?"

Old Demon Pi immediately showed a hint of surprise.

"This kid is a talent!"

Yuan Xiao, the big fox, also praised it.

It has to be said, this kid's methods are truly bizarre and unpredictable.

What is he going to do?

Yuan Xiao, the little fox, was also quite curious.

"Railgun: High-Altitude Strike!"

A glint flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes as he used the Qimen Manifestation Technique. Blue flames flickered in his eyes as he used the technique to enhance his vision to its limit.

As the magnetic field and electric light merged, the dozens of iron balls suddenly exploded, like countless bullets, sweeping towards Huang Fang, the man with the golden hook on the awning boat.

"You despicable brat!"

Upon seeing this, Huang Fang's expression changed slightly; these dozens of iron balls were like bullets.

He had naturally witnessed the power of bullets. The Eagle Claw Kung Fu he practiced was not a full-body training, but only gave his hands great strength.

His defensive capabilities are somewhat inferior to those of Chang Si, who has cultivated external martial arts.

Swish!

Huang Fang, nicknamed "Golden Hook," suddenly activated his true qi and leaped directly into the water.

Chapter 282 Oh no, I'm going to have diarrhea! (First update)

puff puff!

However, the iron ball that Chen Yuan shot was extremely fast. Even though Huang Fang reacted when Chen Yuan released the iron ball, he was still hit in one arm instantly.

thump!

Huang Fang splashed water as he submerged, his heart filled with resentment.

"Damn it, he actually got hit! That bastard! What kind of technique was that just now?"

He now wished he could tear Chen Yuan to pieces, but this guy used the Golden Escape Technique to leap directly into the air.

Moreover, he could actually manipulate the iron ball to achieve the same power as those bullets, which he found somewhat unbelievable.

However, at that moment, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

A strange power surged through the arm that had been shot, coursing through his body along with his blood and qi, and he suddenly felt a very ominous sensation in his stomach and intestines.

The urge to defecate is surging within me!

My stomach!

Huang Fang's expression suddenly changed drastically.

Did this guy drug that iron ball?

I heard that Zhao Lihuo also lost control of his bladder and was covered in a foul stench when he died.

Thinking of this, Huang Fang was so angry that his teeth itched. This kid clearly had such amazing skills, yet he still drugged people. He was utterly shameless!

That old Ghost Hand King isn't like that. How could he act like this after taking on a disciple?

"Huh!?"

Chang Si was completely stunned.

Chen Yuan actually used the Golden Escape technique to escape into the sky and then used the Eight Directions Reversal technique to shoot out iron balls. He had never seen Ghost Hand King use such an unconventional fighting style before.

Although Ghost Hand King is stronger in terms of pure power to reverse the eight directions, his cunning uncle seems to be slightly better at using it.

"Hey, you think you can get away with jumping into the water? Tsk, do you really think I'm a pushover? Since you want to cause me trouble, then I'll make you pay the price! Eight Directions Thunder - White Serpent!"

Chen Yuan grinned, and the Qimen formation suddenly began to rotate.

Zi la la!

Instantly, countless white arcs of electricity erupted, transforming into a white lightning serpent under Chen Yuan's control, which then slammed into the lake surface where Huang Fang had just jumped in.

Water conducts electricity!

"Damn it, this is bad!"

Huang Fang, nicknamed "Golden Hook," also sensed something was wrong. Suddenly, countless white arcs of electricity shot out from the water's surface. Because of his injury, his movements in the water were naturally difficult.

Amidst the raging lightning, Huang Fang, the Golden Hook, hurriedly activated his protective true qi. However, his cultivation methods were not particularly advantageous against this attack.

"Damn it, I can't hold it in any longer!"

The moment Huang Fang was struck by the electric current, his body trembled slightly; his back door could no longer be defended.

Splash!

At that moment, Huang Fang, nicknamed "Golden Hook," felt like he wanted to die.

He was no nobody in the Quanxing sect; he was a well-known figure. Yet today, he was humiliated by a mere fifteen-year-old brat.

If word gets out, won't he lose all face?

He's a man, he has to have some self-respect.

However, even if he wanted to save face, it would be lost anyway.

At that moment, a pile of yellowish-brown liquid suddenly appeared on the river surface, emitting a strong stench that almost made Chang Si vomit.

Is this poop?

"It stinks! Did this guy get electrocuted by my martial uncle and poop out of his wits?"

Chang Si, sitting on the awning boat, looked completely bewildered.

If that's the case, then Huang Fang, the Golden Hook, has completely lost face.

"Huh? This kid is really despicable, shameless, and vile. Tsk, I didn't expect Ghost Hand King to be able to train such a successor. Heh, this is really interesting. This trip was worthwhile!"

Pi Laoyao narrowed his eyes, circulated his Qi in his eyes, and clearly saw the yellow solid-liquid mixture floating on the river surface. He smiled slightly.

It seems she has to step in and help too.

Otherwise, if things continue like this, Jin Gouzi might really be killed. They all agreed to help Zhao Lihu avenge him, and they can't go back on their word.

Although those Quanxing demons are indeed untrustworthy, we still have to give them some face, right?

Thinking of this, Pi Laoyao looked at Chen Yuan, who was falling from mid-air, and cleanly raised the rifle in his hand, aiming at Chen Yuan and firing rapidly.

Boom!

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