The onlookers were shocked.
This girl looks harmless, but she's surprisingly fierce.
The old weasel is also exceptionally cunning, moving with lightning speed, leaving afterimages in its wake, making it impossible to predict.
However, Lin Chuixiao was, after all, a martial arts master, and there was a difference of two major realms between them.
Even with the three of them plus the old weasel working together, they were no match for Lin Chuixiao. They were quickly suppressed and forced to retreat step by step, completely one-sidedly crushing him.
Damn it!
Xiahou Ba led the main attack, his body ablaze with black, malevolent flames, resembling a fiery evil god. He charged forward with overwhelming force, creating long trails of flame.
Lan Yu provided support from the sidelines, assisting in the attack.
The chubby guy was sniping from the outside.
The old weasel is elusive and unpredictable; its sharp claws strike with lightning speed, making it impossible to defend against.
Even so, it couldn't stop Lin Chuixiao.
The three people and the wolf were in a very sorry state.
"I'll risk it all, you mortal, and show you the power of this immortal."
puff!
Suddenly, the old man stuck out his big butt and let out a loud fart right in front of Lin Chuixiao.
Someone who didn't know better might have thought it was a muffled clap of thunder, making a loud rumbling sound.
The echoes reverberated through the streets and alleys, shattering the glass windows of shop windows on both sides of the street with a loud crash.
Moreover, it smelled incredibly foul and was nauseating.
The stinky fart's mist was dark green, enveloping the entire street.
It's like excrement that has been fermenting for decades was suddenly exposed.
The extremely foul odor made many people present feel nauseous and vomit profusely.
"Ugh..."
"Holy crap, it stinks like hell."
"That's disgusting, I've never smelled such a stinky fart."
Lin Chuixiao never expected that the old weasel had such a disgusting trick up its sleeve.
The stench of the fart immediately turned his face green, his stomach churned, and he almost vomited up his dinner from the night before.
I felt dizzy and lightheaded, seeing stars, feeling lightheaded and weak in the limbs, as if I had been poisoned.
After all, he was closest to the old weasel just now, and he was charging forward, his face almost touching the old weasel's butt.
So, I got a solid fart, and my face stung a little from the violent airflow.
Lan Yu seemed to have been prepared. She took out a silk scarf, covered her mouth and nose, and quickly retreated, her eyebrows furrowed.
Fatty Situ retreated hastily, nearly falling to the ground, the small pure gold abacus hanging around his neck jingling.
"Damn it, you weasel! Next time you unleash your ultimate attack, can you at least tell me beforehand? It stinks! I haven't been able to eat for three days! Ugh..."
"Hehehehe..."
"Ugh..."
Although Xiahou Ba was in a demonic state, he was still forced to the side by the stench of the fart and started gagging.
The crowd of onlookers scattered instantly, as if avoiding a plague, keeping their distance from the old weasel.
"It stinks terribly."
"Damn, he calls himself an immortal. Do immortals fart this badly?"
"That damn weasel, I must stay away from it next time."
"The stench can be smelled for miles against the wind."
"Ugh... Damn it, I threw up all my bile..."
"Damn it, one fart stinks for eternity."
The old weasel seemed a little embarrassed; it was unwilling to use this unique and powerful move unless absolutely necessary.
After all, it would damage his image as an immortal.
But seeing that Lin Chuixiao and the others were suffocated by its stinky farts, it was still quite pleased with itself.
"Tremble, mortals, and I'll show you the might of this immortal."
"Kneel down, mortal, and I will show you the unparalleled magnificence of this immortal."
"Mortal, give me your soul, and I will grant you eternal life."
This old guy was really into his role, shaking his head and swaying back and forth.
"Oh shit!"
Lin Chuixiao was so angry that his face turned green. He flicked his sleeves, creating a gust of wind that scattered the stinky fart.
The streets were finally clear again, and people were able to breathe a long sigh of relief.
"Damn weasel, I'm going to kill you."
Swish, swish, swish!
The three consecutive sword strikes aimed at the old weasel were all from the Lin family's ultimate sword technique, the Dragon-Slaying and Evil-Repelling Swordplay.
The sky was filled with sword shadows, enveloping Old Yellow Weasel, Lan Yu, and the others.
The countless sword shadows were like a violent storm, impossible to avoid.
Lin Chuixiao was clearly intent on killing.
Just at this extremely dangerous moment.
Suddenly, a figure flashed by and blocked Lin Chuixiao's sword.
The person who arrived was Ye Feng.
Everyone was overjoyed.
"The sect leader has finally arrived."
"Now let the sect leader teach this Lin Chuixiao a lesson."
"That's right, this brat is too arrogant."
Dongfang Sheng and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.
With the sect leader here, the rest will be much easier.
In the arena, Ye Feng forced Lin Chuixiao back with a palm strike and said coldly.
"Lin Chuixiao, I, Ye Feng, believe that I have not offended you, much less your Lin family."
"What do you mean by targeting me like this, hanging up banners to humiliate me, and even attacking my disciples?"
He may not care about these empty titles, but he cannot ignore the lives of his disciples.
Fatty and Lan Yu, along with the others, had gone through thick and thin with him.
Dongfang Sheng and others also made indelible contributions to the development of the sect.
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