The second senior brother has already moved to kill Wang Yan.

He walked towards Wang Yan step by step, and slowly raised his right hand, seeing that he was really going to slap Wang Yan in the face a hundred times, and then break Wang Yan's body to pieces.

Wang Yan smiled faintly, took two steps forward, greeted the second senior brother, and said lightly: "A hundred slaps? I don't know if your face can bear it. ”

The second senior brother said coldly: "After a while, I will see if you can still be hard-mouthed." ”

Speaking of this, the second senior brother roared, shook his body, and pounced on Wang Yan.

The second senior brother's cultivation as a demon king is already the highest cultivation here, once he attacks, his power is earth-shattering and unstoppable.

However, in order to show his superhuman cultivation, the second senior brother did not fully do his best, his body floated over, and even one hand was still behind his back, only his right hand was raised high, looking like a high-ranking gentleman to teach his disobedient disciple.

Although this palm seems simple, with the cultivation of the second senior brother, even if it is an ordinary palm, it is unstoppable, especially this palm with the coercion of the demon king, it is even more powerful.

The second senior brother already knew about Wang Yan's high-level cultivation of Demon Master, so he had already expected this palm, Wang Yan would definitely not be able to escape, so he could only stand obediently in front of him and receive this hundred palms.

A smug smile had slowly risen on the second senior brother's face, and he seemed to have seen Wang Yan being beaten to his knees begging for mercy and remorse.

Who knows, just when the corners of the second senior brother's mouth had just been raised, the smug smile had not yet fully appeared on his face.

I only heard ten crisp sounds of "pop pop" in the sky, and then I saw the second senior brother standing there in shock, his slap still raised high and did not fall, and Wang Yan, who he thought was already a fish on the board, was nowhere to be found.

At the same time, I saw that on the left side of the second senior brother's face, the red palm print was like a balloon, bulging high.

The second senior brother raised his head in disbelief and looked forward.

Not far from him, Wang Yanzheng stood there lightly, looked at the second senior brother and said, "Ten slaps, there are still ninety slaps left." ”

The second senior brother was stunned for a long time, and suddenly roared angrily: "Look for death!"

After saying that, I saw the second senior brother step on the ground with both feet, like a big peng, flying high, spreading his arms, raising his palms, and heading towards Wang Yan who was standing on the ground.

At this time, the second senior brother had completely done his best, and between these two palms, the space seemed to be squeezed and distorted by the power of these two palms.

And Wang Yan, who was shrouded in two palms, seemed to be even more oppressed by the coercion of his two palms, and there was nowhere to escape.

Sure enough, I saw Wang Yan raise his head and look at the second senior brother in front of him, standing there, but his body really couldn't move.

The second senior brother shouted proudly, "Boy, go and die." ”

With this roar, I saw the two palms of the second senior brother slapping down from top to bottom, one left and one right on Wang Yan's cheeks.

As long as these two palms hit Wang Yan, then needless to say Wang Yan's face, even Wang Yan's entire head will be smashed.

And Wang Yan seemed to be unable to move under the coercion of these two palms, so he could only let these two palms fall.

Seeing this, Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting couldn't help but be shocked, they almost didn't even think about it, they jumped and rushed towards Wang Yan.

However, the two of them were too far away from Wang Yan, and as soon as they rushed out two steps, they heard a crisp slap sound in mid-air: "Papapapa-"

This time, there were thirty slaps.

Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts, and said secretly: "It's over!" ”

Although they didn't dare to take their heads to look at it, the two of them gritted their teeth and looked at Wang Yan.

However, when the two looked up, they were stunned for a moment, and what they saw was not the scene of Wang Yan being beaten to the point of bursting his brain, but the second senior brother standing there alone in a daze.

The left side of the second senior brother's face, the slap mark that was already red and swollen just now, was even more swollen at this time, and it was more than a finger high.

In front of the second senior brother, Wang Yan, who was originally shrouded in his palms, disappeared.

The two of them were overjoyed, and immediately knew that Wang Yan had once again attacked from the second senior brother and slapped the second senior brother.

Those thirty slaps should be the sound of Wang Yan hitting the second senior brother's face.

Sure enough, at this time, I heard a few steps, and Wang Yan's voice sounded faintly: "Forty palms, I still owe you sixty palms." ”

Seeing this, Shi Sanquan and the others couldn't help but be shocked, the second senior brother's cultivation was profound, and in their eyes, he was completely invincible.

Although Wang Yan said that his cultivation was not low, he was only a high-level magician, how could he compete with the powerful second senior brother.

was slapped by Wang Yan three times in a row, and the second senior brother was already about to go crazy.

The first time, he could be said to have been attacked by Wang Yan, and the second time, it could also be said that Wang Yan took advantage of his unpreparedness, but the third time he was beaten, it was really unspeakable.

Especially seeing the frightened expressions of Shi Sanquan and the others, it made the second senior brother feel even more gloomy.

The second senior brother stood there, breathing heavier and heavier, his eyes scarlet, like an angry bull,

"Good boy, you've me off - I'm not going to kill you simply now, I'm going to catch you and torture you slowly to death."

Hearing the intimidation of the second senior brother, Wang Yan smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, we still have something to do." ”

"What's the matter?" The second senior brother said with a glare.

"There are sixty palms left!"

"Look for death!" Hearing this, the second senior brother shouted, his body shook, and he rushed towards Wang Yan.

As the second senior brother pounced forward, he saw a black shield magic pattern suddenly appear above his head, and next to this shield magic pattern, there were two soul stars, red and orange, slowly rotating.

At this time, the second senior brother had already released all his cultivation, the red soul star was equivalent to the cultivation of a division-level demonic beast, the orange soul star was equivalent to the cultivation of a division-level demonic beast, plus the cultivation of the second senior brother demon king, the three cultivations were added together, and the momentum of the second senior brother soared into the sky.

This powerful momentum instantly pressed towards Wang Yan, and even the plate armor where Wang Yan was standing "squeaked" because of this coercion.

Being pressed by this coercion, Wang Yan didn't seem to be able to move, just standing there, as if he was trying to resist the coercion of the second senior brother.

At this time, the second senior brother laughed proudly: "Hahaha, the cultivation of a mere demon master is arrogant in front of the demon king, this time, I see how you can escape?" Don't kneel down for me yet! ”

After saying that, I saw the huge pressure on the second senior brother's body rushing down and pressing towards Wang Yan.

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