As soon as Lin Yi's words fell, Jin Bohu couldn't help but move in his heart, turned his head, and looked at Lu Feiyang with a longing gaze.

As long as Lu Feiyang responds to the battle, Jin Bohu can straighten his spine and be a man, and the Jin Crow Sect can also maintain its dignity, which is definitely a great thing.

Suddenly, the eyes of everyone present were all focused on Lu Feiyang.

Lu Feiyang sighed in his heart, his face was purple, and he was as embarrassed as he was.

"I ...... I am a master of the Holy King, so I will not fight to the death with your junior, lest others say that I am bullying the small! Lu Feiyang even vetoed Lin Yi's suggestion.

Joke, although Lu Feiyang is a dignified Saint King master, his strength is not outstanding among the Saint King masters, and Lin Yi's strength is obvious to all, even better than many Saint Kings. If Lu Feiyang responds to the battle, then the fate that awaits Lu Feiyang will be as tragic as the Golden Tiger.

At the critical moment of life and death, Lu Feiyang had no time to care about the face of the sect, let alone put his own life on the line in order to protect the sect leader.

"Lu Feiyang, you ......" Jin Bohu's breath condensed, and he stared at Lu Feiyang with a look of hatred for iron and steel, but unfortunately, before Jin Bohu could reprimand, Lu Feiyang snorted coldly with disdain and turned his face away.

It seems that the current Jin Bohu is a dignified waste in Lu Feiyang's mind, and he is no longer the head of a high sect, he does not deserve to be respected at all, and he has no right to scold himself.

Jin Bohu's face froze, and his lips were speechless.

"Hey, this Golden Crow Sect is all a bunch of wine bags and rice bags, it's really disappointing."

Lin Yi shook his head a little disappointed, snorted at Jin Bohu, and ordered: "Stick your head out, otherwise I will draw the wrong position for a while, and I will have to draw again." ”

Jin Bohu's breath condensed, gritted his teeth, and deep in his heart, he wanted to cut Lin Yi with a thousand knives, but after a short hesitation, he still obediently stretched his neck.

Live like a turtle king with a neck to be cut.

"Smack......

Lin Yi made a mistake, twisted his waist and shook his hand, and with a snap, he slapped his head and face on Jin Bohu's face, making Jin Bohu dizzy and his eyes full of stars.

The whole person was like a catkins in the wind, and he fell out heavily.

"Well drawn!"

"It's a pleasure!"

"Hahaha, I really want to slap it too!"

Representatives from the major sects applauded loudly.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The clansmen of the Jin Crow Sect stepped forward one after another and helped Jin Bohu up.

Jin Bohu's face was purple, he licked the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and half of his right cheek was already red and swollen.

"Come here, this is just the beginning, and I haven't enjoyed it yet." Lin Yi crossed his waist and smiled slightly.

Jin Bohu spat out a pool of blood, struggled to stand up from the crowd, and respectfully came to Lin Yi's side, stretching his neck, waiting for the second slap.

"This second slap is for my apprentice Xue Lingyu to vent his anger. You secretly looted Xue Lingyu and tortured him to death, completely without human form, he deserved to die! ”

"This slap, I'm going to pull out three of your teeth!"

Lin Yi took a sip, snapped, and slapped it out again.

Bang......

This slap, containing a trace of true yuan, was like a flat thunderbolt, directly pumping Jin Bohu upside down and flying upside down, hitting a pillar inside the Colosseum, smashing the pillar to pieces, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

"Master!"

"Sect Master, let's not let the robbers smoke anymore, you give the order quickly, and we will fight them to the death."

The clansmen of the Jin Crow Sect rushed forward in a panic, helped Jin Bohu up from the ground, and looked at Jin Bohu with a wistful expression, expecting Jin Bohu to order a fight.

Jin Bohu is ragged, unkempt, drooping, like a homeless man on the street, where is there still the grandeur of the master of a sect?

With a whoop, Jin Bohu opened his mouth and spat out a pool of pus and blood, and five or six teeth were mixed in it, which was shocking.

"Robbed, and one last slap."

Jin Bohu supported and paced in front of Lin Yi step by step, stretched his neck again, and waited for Lin Yi's last slap.

"This slap is to punish you for the Golden Crow Sect's secret collusion with thieves and the great rivers and mountains of my heavens and all races, and it will definitely make you bleed and confused."

The corners of Lin Yi's mouth lifted and he raised his palm again.

Jin Bohu closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and quietly waited for the last slap.

At the same time, the representatives from the major sects had already burst into laughter, and all kinds of disdainful and sarcastic words entered Jin Bohu's ears like a tide.

In contrast, the bursts of hot pain coming from the red and swollen face were not as hurtful as the gossip of the crowd.

"Bang ......"

On the ground, Lin Yi's third slap slammed down.

This slap was not on the left and right sides of Jin Bohu's face, but on the only relatively intact forehead on Jin Bohu's face.

Hearing only a dull explosion, Jin Bohu's knees weakened, and he was pulled by the power of a dragon elephant and knelt on the ground, and the stone bricks under his feet shattered in response, revealing cracks like spider webs.

"Look, everyone, Jin Bohu was drawn and bleeding, like a lost dog, kneeling in front of the robber!"

"Tsk, the head of a dignified sect, actually knelt down to worship a junior, it's really a shame to throw it to grandma's house!"

"If I were Jin Bohu, I would explode and die immediately, where would I still have the slightest face to survive in the world?"

Everyone talked about it, and the scene was very hot.

"Wow", Jin Bohu screamed miserably, slumped to the ground, his hands and feet hesitated, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he looked like his life was in danger.

"Master!"

"It's not good, the sect leader has an accident!"

The people of the Golden Crow Sect rushed forward one after another and lifted Jin Bohu up from the ground.

An old man who looked like an elder stepped forward and carefully probed Jin Bohu's breath, for fear that Jin Bohu's life would collapse and return to the western sky.

"Didn't you say that you were not allowed to die? Why don't you still give up? ”

Lu Feiyang gritted his teeth and glared at Lin Yi angrily.

Lin Yi shrugged his shoulders and sneered, "Don't worry, Jin Bohu is not dead, just a short coma." In fact, I helped him and knocked him out, so as not to make him shameless to face Jiangdong's father. ”

Lin Yi looked indifferent, and didn't care about Jin Bohu's life and death at all.

"Brother Lin, you are so coaxing!"

"Boss Lin, how does it taste to smoke Jin Bohu? Tell us about it! ”

"Look at who will dare to calculate the eternal catastrophe in the future, this Jin Bohu is a living example!"

Zi Feiyu, Feng Lin, Dong Linye and others all rushed forward and joked with Lin Yi.

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