Chapter 886 The Axe Gang

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Because of the fight between Hei Feng and the cultivator, there were a lot of people watching the excitement around, but there were also sharp-eyed people who saw that the cultivator was holding a sharp weapon between his fingers and wanted to kill him. Seeing blood, but not seeing it, was actually stopped by a little child.

Seeing the child with a bald head, the eyes of the people around him flickered slightly. It seemed that he was an unusual child. The ability to subdue the cultivator with just one shot was enough to show his ability.

What people didn't expect was that this little hand shot so neatly, and there was no hesitation in breaking the cultivator's hand. This kind of style is surprising.

"With such a dark heart, I don't need this hand."

While speaking, her hand had completely twisted the cultivator's hand, and the bones of her hand were all broken with a click. The whole hand suddenly softened, and even the sharp weapon held between her fingers fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ah... Little, young master, spare your life..." If that person didn't know that he had provoked someone who couldn't be provoked, he would have lived in vain all these years.

"Get out!" Tangning kicked, and he fell to the ground, rolled and crawled away.

Hei Feng came to her side and lowered his head slightly: "Master Tang, I have embarrassed you."

"It's alright, just go back and practice more," Tangning said, then looked at the hawker monk who was wiping cold sweat, and asked, "How much did you say the mirror cost?"

"This, this little boy will just give you 100 gold coins, 100 gold coins." The cultivator said embarrassingly, and stretched out a finger to compare. This kid looks harmless, who would have known such a ruthless shot?

Tangning glanced at him, then said to Xing Tong, "Give him a hundred gold coins."

"Yes." Xing Tong took out a hundred gold coins and gave it to the cultivator.

The broken mirror had already been put away by Tangning. It was unpleasant and her interest in shopping had faded, so Tangning said, "Let's go! Go back." She also wanted to go back and see what was going on after she got a strange mirror.

Of course, before a few people walked out of West Street, they were stopped by a group of people.

"Big brother, it's them! That kid is very evil, he broke my hand!" The monk who had his hand broken by Tangning pointed at a few people in anger, and around him, there were seven or eight people around him. The cultivators, one of whom is a foundation-building cultivator.

"Cut off their hands and feet for me!" One of the cultivators in the lead drank sinisterly.

"Yes!" The seven or eight cultivators responded, and took out the axe from behind, and they actually slashed at them with the axe in hand.

"It's actually from the Axe Gang! Those people are going to be unlucky." The people around shook their heads and looked at Tangning and the others as if they were dead.

The city is bound to be mixed, there are all kinds of loose cultivators, and some form a team, and the people of this axe gang are composed of a loose cultivator who does nothing on weekdays. Each of them has an axe and occasionally takes some mercenary tasks. Occasionally do some unsightly things, notoriety in this West Street can be said that everyone knows.

Now that the children and those people are offended by them, I am afraid that they will be unlucky.

"Master Tang, the Axe Gang is a gang of dozens of loose cultivators. I didn't expect that kid to be a member of the Axe Gang. What should I do now?" Hei Fenghu was by Tangning's side, worried that they would suffer less in a fight.