"Hey, your strength is really not enough, old man, I haven't made a good move, you are like this, so if I slap again, won't you be shot to death by me!" Phantom Pupil said lightly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wow!

The angry Emperor Batian directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, what does it mean that he didn't make a good move, he had already been beaten like this, but what the old man said was not a lie, if he really let him have another palm, he would definitely be destroyed.

The gap between the realm and the realm of heaven is like a chasm, even if he is already the existence of the great perfection of the realm.

"Alas, I didn't want to do this, you forced me, I suddenly don't want to kill you, you just let my little doll slap me a few times!" Phantom pupil said lightly, and then, waved his hand out of thin air.

Without waiting for the emperor to react, a black giant pillar appeared directly out of thin air, the big pillar was full of runes, and with a bang, the black giant pillar smashed heavily into the ground, and at the same time, a reckless aura instantly condensed.

Hiss! Hiss!

In the blink of an eye, he tied up Emperor Batian's five flowers, and sneered, when Emperor Batian's skin collided with the black giant pillar, a burst of tearing sound sounded instantly, and the black giant pillar was like an iron plate, frying Emperor Batian with all his might.

"Little doll, go ahead, slap him ten times, go!" Then, the phantom pupil looked at Gu Feng, outlined an arc at the corner of his mouth, and said seriously.

The most hateful thing about Emperor Batian is that even if he humiliates himself, this old man is serious.

Gu Feng laughed dryly, the old man beside his father was really an old naughty boy, but since he had given himself this opportunity, how could he not take revenge!

Standing up slowly, his face full of coldness looked bloodless, and he walked towards Emperor Batian step by step.

Looking at Gu Feng, who was constantly dilating in his pupils, Emperor Batian's heart suddenly became anxious, if he was really allowed to slap him with these few slaps, he would definitely not be able to stay in this Heavenly Soul Sect in the future.

You must know that Emperor Batian is the ancestor of the Heavenly Soul Sect, and it is needless to say that the treatment he enjoys on weekdays is needless to say, but the realm of the Great Perfection of the Realm is already well-known in this Zhongzhou.

is such a big guy alone, but let a junior slap ten times, it is definitely dead and uncomfortable.

"Boy, you dare?" Emperor Batian's face tightened suddenly, according to Gu Feng's formation, he definitely wanted to slap these ten slaps, and immediately shouted.

"I'm also an old fool, I forgot to abolish your cultivation, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" At this moment, that serious voice appeared again.

Waste my cultivation!

Emperor Overlord's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was also sluggish for a while, and he had to be slapped ten times if he abolished his cultivation, so after that, how could he survive in the Heavenly Soul Sect in the future.

"Waste!" A cold snort.

The huge stone pillar emitted a burst of white light, and the white light accumulated more and more, and countless white lights instantly converged together, bombarding towards the spine of Emperor Batian.

"Ahh

A roar from the soul sounded, and Emperor Batian's whole person trembled suddenly, and his originally somewhat ruddy face instantly became wrinkled, and this was not over, every skin in his body was shriveled.

The original majestic spiritual power in the dantian disappeared in that instant, and without the support of spiritual power, Emperor Batian was a dying old man.

"Alright, now you can fight!" As if doing something insignificant, the phantom pupil looked at Gu Feng and said calmly.

Rao is Gu Feng's heart also wants to give this old man a thumbs up, it's too good at pretending, if you don't pretend that you will die!

"Old thing, how can you be so shriveled up!" Gu Feng pointed at Emperor Batian and said sarcastically.

Emperor Batian no longer has a trace of spiritual power at this time, a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Realm, being cultivated to the end, this is definitely a more uncomfortable thing than death, the feeling of being high up and taking the lead makes Emperor Batian extremely depressed.

"Seeing that your face is so shriveled, I'm embarrassed to do it, so be it, Ying Wujun!" The corners of Gu Feng's mouth hooked up a smile, and he said coldly.

Ying Wujun, who had a sluggish face, was suddenly shocked, the shock he brought him today was too big, not to mention anything else, the ancestor of his Heavenly Soul Sect was actually like a dog under the means of the person in the sky.

Stir it up.

Ying Wujun subconsciously responded: "Hey! ”

Gu Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, he pointed at Ying Wujun, and said in a deep voice: "You come here!" ”

Don't dare to have any resistance, Ying Wujun was completely obedient, listening to Gu Feng's instructions and walking towards Gu Feng step by step, taking every step with extra care, for fear of angering Gu Feng.

"Give me a beating, ten slaps, no one less, give it to me!" Gu Feng said in a deep voice.

Ying Wujun's heart chuckled directly, he wanted me to fight, and he also beat his own ancestor, the ancestor who doted on him.

"To fight or not to fight, if you don't fight, I'll beat you!" Gu Feng shouted.

Ying Wujun's face changed, he was afraid that his gorgeous face would be hurt, so he set his eyes on Emperor Batian and shouted, "Don't blame me, Ancestor!" ”

Emperor Batian's wrinkled face was shocked instantly, he didn't expect that Ying Wujun, who was very protective of him, really wanted to make a move on himself, and it was a slap.

"Why, don't fight yet!" Gu Feng said fiercely.

A trace of fierceness flashed in Ying Wujun's eyes, and he directly slapped his palm towards Emperor Batian, snapping, the voice was extremely crisp, and Di Batian's wrinkled face immediately came with a burst of hot pain.

Emperor Batian was directly bored.

The anger was urgent, and another mouthful of old blood spurted out, and the breath quickly withered.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

……

Ying Wujun gritted his teeth, his face showed coldness, and he slapped at Emperor Batian with one palm, you must know that Ying Wujun is a martial artist of the Eight Realms of Xuanjing, and when he hits the last few slaps, Emperor Batian is already lifeless.

The dignified ancestor of the Heavenly Soul Sect, the existence of the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm, was slapped to death alive, how ridiculous is this.

"Did I tell you to shoot him?" Gu Feng shouted loudly, and he punched it, bang, there was a sweetness in Ying Wujun's mouth, and the whole person shot out directly.

"You're going back on your word!" Ying Wujun stared at Gu Feng with cold eyes and said sharply.

"Haha, backtracking, Ying Wujun, what did I promise you?" Gu Feng said sharply.

"You ......" Ying Wujun was speechless for a while, indeed, Gu Feng did not promise him any promise to Ying Wujun.

"Have you forgotten, my Gu Feng said before that if I don't die this time, you will definitely have no place to die and be buried, this is my promise to you!" Gu Feng drank violently.

The whole person jumped up directly into the air, and the spiritual power in the palm of his hand quickly condensed, facing Ying Wujun directly with a palm.

"No!" Ying Wujun looked at the ever-enlarged palm prints in his eyes and let out a loud shout.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Ying Wujun's neck was cut off by Gu Feng's palm, and suddenly, the corpse smashed down heavily, provoking me Gu Feng, I will be punished!

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