The old weasel was having a great time riding on the back of the big black ox, waving its paws at the crowd frequently.
"Anyone interested in joining my followers? I'll guide you to immortality and help you soar to the heavens! Haha!"
In that moment of triumph, he was nearly thrown off the back of the big black bull.
A group of martial artists from South Korea quickly surrounded Big Black Bull and Old Weasel.
"Damn it, where did this weasel come from?"
"Slaughter this beast, skin it, and stew its meat; we'll be in for a treat."
The crowd surged forward, including many Japanese martial artists.
The old weasel roared angrily.
"How dare you blaspheme this immortal! I think you're tired of living."
After saying that, he raised his paw and patted the big black bull's upturned rump.
"Honey, teach them a lesson."
Moo—
The big black ox was furious. He vented all his hatred for the old weasel on the group of martial artists. He suddenly raised his two hind legs and kicked several martial artists who rushed over, sending them flying and killing them instantly with their brains splattered.
"Hissing farts that explode in the sky!"
Then the old weasel raised its big rear end and spewed out a dark green gas that smelled incredibly foul.
One of the martial artists who rushed over was unable to stop in time and was instantly turned into a bloody mist.
The stench instantly filled the entire tavern, and everyone present vomited uncontrollably.
"Ugh... Damn it, this damned old weasel is disgusting..."
"Ugh... ugh..."
"I swear... I will kill it with my own hands... Ugh..."
Fortunately, Xiahou Ba and the others were prepared and had retreated from the tavern in advance.
Ye Feng stood in the wind and snow with his hands behind his back.
He turned and looked at a huge snow-capped mountain behind him, his expression solemn.
"Oh no, an avalanche! Get out of here quickly!"
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