Li Longxiang cursed angrily.
The next instant.
He grabbed a wine jar.
And smashed it viciously down on the crown of the burly man's head.
With a dull bang!
The wine jar shattered into four pieces.
Pottery shards flew everywhere, and wine spilled across the floor.
The man's head split open, blood streaming down his face.
Bright red blood slid down from his temple.
If he had been an ordinary person,
having such a huge wine jar smashed over his head would have left him dead or crippled.
But this man was a cultivator, and his cultivation had reached the Qi and Blood Early Stage. His body was incomparably tough.
Even so,
he did not feel good.
At that moment, his head was buzzing.
The instant the wine jar came down,
the tavern's uproar ceased abruptly.
A deathly silence fell.
Everyone's gaze focused on the young man.
Good heavens.
The kid was dressed ordinarily, and at a glance, he clearly did not look like any important figure.
Who had given him the nerve to crack Ninth Master Song's skull?
Ninth Master Song was the burly man with the fleshy face.
Ninth Master Song's companions were the first to come back to their senses.
Then they flew into a rage.
Their faces turned livid.
"You little bastard, you've got some nerve?!"
A man in a green brocade robe roared and lunged forward first.
This man possessed Body Cultivation Grand Completion cultivation, and his strength was not weak.
His fist howled through the air, aimed straight at the young man's face.
The force of the punch rushed at him.
The young man did not even blink.
He tilted his head slightly.
The fist grazed past his face and slammed into the pillar behind him.
Crack!
The pillar, as thick as a bowl's