I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes Chapter 420 – 420 Cannot Be Steamed Or Cooked Or Flattened Or Fried

420 Cannot Be Steamed Or Cooked Or Flattened Or Fried

Deng deng!

Thud!

The endless drumbeats echoed in all directions.

Mixed with the sounds were the furious roars of King Han and the shouts of Patriarch Muchen as if there were two ruffians fighting.

“Oh… I will fight it out with you!”

“What's the point of fighting? Do you have money? If you don't, why are you fighting?!”

“Damn it! How dare you humiliate me like this! Patriarch Muchen, from now on, I definitely won't… mmm mmm mmm… blargh…”

“Pfft! Definitely won't do what? Tell me, I'm all ears!”

Although he said that he was all ears, in reality, Patriarch Muchen was constantly punching.

Taking advantage of the moment when King Han was not paying attention, he punched without saying a word, just enough to shut the demon king's mouth.

After a few rounds, this powerful demon king, who had been in high spirits not long ago, was covered in blood. The Yin Yang Taiji Diagram behind him had dissipated. Sometimes, he would transform into his human form, and sometimes, he would transform into his true form. He roared and fought with Patriarch Muchen.

“I… I must kill you…”

“Kill me? Other than touching my butt, what else can you do?”

Patriarch Muchen spat in disdain.

Feng Xia silently raised a layer of barrier with his magical power, blocking the spit that flew over.

At this moment, all the demon beasts watching the fight had gradually turned from being shocked to being petrified to being completely numb in the end.

“A scoundrel… a complete scoundrel!”

“The rumors are not wrong at all. This old thing is simply an old ruffian!”

Many demon beasts felt their scalps tingle.

However, at this moment, it was obvious…

Patriarch Muchen's attack had indeed become much stronger than before. If he used his full strength and the other party did not defend carefully, even someone like King Han could get injured.

However, it was only a superficial wound.

With the regenerative ability of a dignified demon king, a small injury could completely recover in less than a breath or two.

The real problem was that Patriarch Muchen's attack method was repeated over and over again… He had only one move!

It was not particularly lethal, but it did cause some damage. It was mainly disgusting.

However, Patriarch Muchen's defense was astonishing. He was like an annoying sticky plaster. He could not be beaten to death or left behind once he became stuck to someone. The blood on King Han's body was not from the beating by Patriarch Muchen, but from being angered by this old bastard!

“It's a tragedy for King Han of the extreme north. His cultivation has indeed become stronger. He could have won against other demon kings, but he just had to meet a freak like Patriarch Muchen!”

Ying Chengpeng muttered in a hoarse voice.

He was well aware that if he was in King Han's shoes, the outcome of this battle would not be any better.

“This old thing is simply a lump of divine hard bump that can't be smashed or destroyed!”

“Pfft, pfft, pfft!”

After hammering King Han into the ground for the umpteenth time, Patriarch Muchen clicked his tongue and turned around with a displeased expression. Then, he instantly switched to a smiling expression and rubbed his hands as he approached Feng Xia. “This… you see… this result… are you satisfied?”

“You… bastard…”

King Han of the extreme north was so angry that he vomited blood again.

At this moment, other demon beasts finally heard a different meaning in Patriarch Muchen's words. “This old man… seems to be trying to please Xia Donghai?”

“That can't be! That fellow Xia Donghai only managed to escape from the hands of the Holy Son. What did he do to deserve such flattery from Patriarch Muchen?”

“Are you stupid? No matter what he's capable of, he's able to make Patriarch Muchen flatter him. If you have the ability, why don't you do it too?”

“What the hell is going on!”

The demon beasts whispered to one another.

At this moment, even the collapsing Demon Imperial Tombs above their heads seemed to have become auxiliary. Even if the sky collapsed and the ground caved in, it could not take away the shock in their hearts.

“You guys—”

Seeing that Patriarch Muchen was no longer attacking, King Han glanced around before getting up unsteadily. His face was as black as iron and he wanted to say a few harsh words. However, halfway through, all the words were stuck in his throat.

He was afraid of being disgusted by Patriarch Muchen again.

After all…

This old thing was really disgusting!

“I guess it's not bad.”

Feng Xia finally nodded, which made Patriarch Muchen heave a long sigh of relief. Then, he heard Feng Xia continue, “However, it's not good for you to beat up an innocent passerby in public like this.”

Patriarch Muchen's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that…

Was this fiend still dissatisfied?

This fiend was really difficult to deal with!

“If you want to make a move next time, remember to drag him to a place where no one is around. Then, you can do whatever you want,” Feng Xia advised patiently. “Looking at this guy's cultivation, he should be someone with status. You're really embarrassing him by making him go through this.”

“At the very least, you have to cover his face first before slapping him.”

“Next time, next time!”

Patriarch Muchen let out a sigh of relief. He rubbed his hands and chuckled.

However, at this moment, he realized a problem. “You… don't know this guy?”

From what Feng Xia said, it seemed like he did not even know who this person was!

Feng Xia immediately shook his head. “I'm just an insignificant person with a weak cultivation. How can I have any interactions with such a person? Moreover, this guy is also very strange. He came up to me and said that I have his son's aura on me…”

Don't you think it sounds weird?

“Impossible! My son has a special mark that I left on him. Not long ago, the mark suddenly disappeared. I can feel that my child's aura is on your body!”

When King Han heard this, he could not help but say coldly, “I can't be wrong about this!”

“Who is your son?” Feng Xia asked.

“My son, Shuang Xueming!”

“Oh, Shuang Xueming…”

Feng Xia's face finally revealed a look of realization. Was this the big worm that had mysteriously committed suicide at the foot of Central Divine Mountain?

At that time, he had wanted to “knock” more good things out from Shuang Xueming. After all, he was the son of a demon king and would definitely have a lot of good things on him.

Who would have thought that Shuang Xueming would perform an act of dying on the spot without a second word!

“In that case, this should be Shuang Xueming's father, King Han of the extreme north who ranked among the top 10…”

Feng Xia moved his eyes and suddenly let out a long sigh. “Your son is a good man. He died very peacefully.”

King Han: “…”

Was that what he was asking?!

Chapter end