With a "hum", the swirling gossip disk opened, and a small sword flew out of it, the fingers of the small sword were big, the whole body was yellow, and the hilt of the sword was a gossip, very sharp.

The corners of Zhuge Jie's mouth sneered slightly, his hand stood up, and he slammed against the small sword, and with this push, the small sword flew out like a bullet, pointing directly at Liu Feifei's eyebrows.

It's fast.

This is the first feeling of everyone, even if everyone is also equipped with all kinds of magical powers, but they also faintly feel frightened, such a fast speed, even if they are prepared, they may not be able to hide, right?

The small sword is not only fast, but also extremely sharp, and it is definitely not a problem to pierce Liu Feifei's head.

Jin Miaoshi was shocked, he didn't expect Zhuge Jie to make a move, or a dead hand, could Liu Feifei dodge?

Thinking about it in a flash, Jin Miaoshi didn't care about coming down, if Liu Feifei couldn't dodge and died, then he would die, and if one or two people died, their Jin family wouldn't take it to heart.

If he dodged it, it can only be said that Liu Feifei's arrogance is not groundless, and the insults he received on the street before will be recognized.

The strange people around him looked different from ordinary people, and they could naturally see that it was too difficult to dodge at such a close distance and at such a fast speed, and even if they dodged, they would not be unharmed.

"It's worthy of the famous Zhuge Master, this attack is really terrifying!"

"Can this kid dodge this attack? I don't think so! ”

"Hiding in the past can only be said to be not an ordinary person, there is arrogant capital, and if he can't hide, he can only suffer by himself!"

When everyone watched all this nervously and marveled at Zhuge Jie's unusualness, Liu Feifei shook his head, it seems that if he doesn't show these people why the flowers are so red today, no one will look down on him.

Liu Feifei smiled disappre一门ly, suddenly raised his hand, and unhurriedly slapped the small sword that was about to pierce his head to the ground, and said lightly: "It's too slow, slow as a snail!" ”

With a "ding" sound, the scene seemed to calm down all of a sudden, the air seemed to stop circulating, everyone's eyes widened, their mouths opened slightly, and they looked at the little sword on the ground in disbelief, looking at Liu Feifei's disdainful face.

Slow? Is this still slow? It's all better than bullets, okay?

Just slapped Zhuge Jie's little sword to the ground? So calmly resolved the crisis?

Is it a lie?

Everyone rubbed their eyes, their faces were shocked, shocked and stunned, how did Liu Feifei do it?

Jin Miaoshi swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, from beginning to end, he didn't expect Liu Feifei to resolve the crisis like this.

Zhuge Jie is even more stunned, is this really his own attack? Did you really give someone a slap to dissolve?

He didn't believe it, he couldn't believe it, and in an instant he felt that the sky had fallen and his world was shattered.

Before Zhuge Jie could react, there was a sudden "snap", and a hot pain came from his face, which made his face distort.

"You hit me in the face?"

Zhuge Jie looked at Liu Feifei who shook his hand in disbelief, angry and shocked at the same time.

Everyone was even more surprised, Liu Feifei slapped Zhuge Jie without the slightest hesitation, it's too crazy, right?

Liu Feifei said disappreciatively: "You're going to kill me, what's wrong with me slapping you?" Not convinced? Let's fight? ”

Jin Miaoshi is about to cry, and he is going to kneel down for Liu Feifei, please restrain your domineering temper, how will this end him? He didn't dare to offend his side.

"Face is given by others, but face is thrown away by you.

This world is not your world, Mr. Zhuge !

You'd better stop messing with me, or I won't mind killing you, whatever you are Zhuge family, trash! ”

Liu Feifei threw down his words, bumped into Zhuge Jie and walked into the Heavenly Palace by himself, leaving everyone in a shocked mood.

The word garbage sounded in Zhuge Jie's ears like bursts of thunder, making his face tremble, and the left side of his face was completely swollen.

Jin Miaoshi didn't know what to say, patted Zhuge Jie's shoulder and caught up with Liu Feifei, following him like a little brother, not daring to say anything.

Zhuge Jie's face turned around with a hideous face, looking at Liu Feifei's back trembling, his heart was mixed, and he was angry.

"Liu Feifei, you wait, I will make you look good!" Zhuge Jie shouted angrily in his heart and gritted his teeth.

The people around just shook their heads, no one stepped forward to comfort him, and no one said anything, most of them were still immersed in Liu Feifei's palm.

The Heavenly Palace is worthy of being the Heavenly Palace, just a living room is the size of a football field, up to more than ten meters, and there are oak willow trees and rockery fountains planted in it.

Under the willow tree, next to the fountain, a long table is more than ten meters long, and the table is full of famous kinds of mountain and sea delicacies, the aroma alone is enough to make people feel that their taste buds are flying, and some of them are national protected animals.

It was late, and at six or seven o'clock, the sunset was gradually setting, and the fiery red sky covered the earth like a quilt.

It is worthy of a place where rich people live.

Jin Miaoshi beckoned Liu Feifei to sit down, and there was a monk and a Taoist priest sitting on either side of the seat.

The monk is already old, his beard is like hair, his white beard hangs down to his chest, he is wearing a brand-new robe, and there is a Buddhist staff beside him, and his hands are folded, and his treasure is solemn.

The Taoist priest was a fat man in his early twenties, wearing a loose Taoist robe, a Taoist hat, and a wooden sword behind him, with a smile on his chubby face, and he was drooling when he stared at the dishes on the table.

The fat Taoist looks a little obscene, but his strength is definitely good, Liu Feifei can feel that his strength is the top two among the strange people present, and the first person is the old monk next to Liu Feifei.

The old monk Bao Xiang sat solemnly on the chair, his hands folded, giving people the feeling of a Buddha, Liu Feifei even felt that there was an incomparably strong power fluctuation in the old monk's body, and the whole person was like a crater.

Liu Feifei looked at the old monk, the old monk smiled at him kindly, and didn't say anything, but the fat Taoist priest didn't recognize life at all, and when he saw him looking at him, he actually began to introduce himself.

"My name is Zhao Mingming, I am under the Sanqing Patriarch, from the Sanqing Taoist Temple in Wanli Mountain, the master asked me to go down the mountain to help the old man Jin, what about you?" The fat Taoist grinned, glanced at Liu Feifei, and then stared at the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table and swallowed wildly.

Liu Feifei's black line, shouldn't the Taoist priest be pure-hearted? Why are you so interested in meat?

Liu Feifei opened his mouth and said: "Liu Feifei, an immortal cultivator who is a monk halfway!" ”

Hearing the three words of immortal cultivator, not only Zhao Mingming was stunned, but even the old monk next to him obviously trembled, his squinted eyes widened suddenly, and the golden light flashed.

"Immortal cultivator? He's an immortal cultivator? No way? ”

"Is it really an immortal cultivator? Doesn't it mean that the current immortal cultivators only exist in the twelve families?

Is he a member of the Twelve Families? ”