Kun Yuyang's face was calm, he didn't avoid it, and he just slapped him in front of countless monks.

"Even if this palm is my care for you all these years, from today onwards, you and I will break off your righteousness, you Kunyu will fly away from your Yangguan Road, and I will cross my single-plank bridge.

If you want to take this opportunity to make peace with the Seven Deadly Sins, then you can do it, but this son will not listen to your command from now on. Kun Yufei, you are so self-sufficient. ”

Turning his body stiffly, Kun Yuyang left the Kunpeng clan's team with a chill, and nearly half of the monks hesitated, and Kun Yufei confessed and followed him away.

At this moment, Kun Yufei sat on the wax, his face turned blue and disappeared, and the hand that was beaten out was also frozen in mid-air.

No one expected that the Kunpeng clan would break up internally, and the prince of Yuyang, who had always been weak and forbearing, rarely burst out with a strong might, which shocked several quasi-Dao monarchs speechless for a while.

This time it was indeed Kun Yufei who had done it.

It is true that at this juncture, uniting gluttony to suppress Emperor Yunxiao is good for saving the face of the Kunpeng clan.

But their clan and the Seven Deadly Sins are a generational blood feud, and Kun Yufei is just for the sake of profit, which inevitably chills many people of the clan, and they basically have relatives who died in the battle with the Seven Deadly Sins.

"This bastard thing! When did you become so bold that you dared to be stubborn in front of my son, it seems that I will take care of him after I go back!"

The gloom on Kun Yufei's face quickly faded, and he didn't care about the changes that seemed to have happened to the other party, but several elders who were familiar with his temperament knew that the second son was really angry.

It was true that the Second Young Master made them feel chilled by doing this, but in the Kunpeng Clan's master and servant order, if Kun Yufei insisted on going his own way, no one could resist his order.

"Second son, what should we do next?"

A Yuheng real person with a gray-brown longbow in his hand opened his mouth to ask, they still hoped that this second master could take back Fang Cai's decree, and no one was willing to help the Seven Deadly Sins deal with Emperor Yunxiao.

Even if he really wanted to kill that Terran kid, he would have to rely on the Kunpeng clan's own masters.

"Hmph, do you want this boy to say it a second time? You wait for a few others to recruit him first, if this kid doesn't know how to lift, then do him." ”

The anger in Kun Yufei's heart needed to be vented, and the monks under his command saw him so angry, and they didn't dare to touch their heads, and immediately a quasi-Dao monarch got up and planned to go down to solicit him.

However, before he could get out of the tower, the figure of the deputy city lord of Long Xiang had already blocked the exit.

"Let's stay here quietly, until that kid and the little king of the seven deadly sins divide the victory, it's best not to interfere, otherwise don't blame the city lord for making a move." ”

Releasing a wisp of coercion, the Quasi-Dao Monarch powerhouse was like being struck by lightning, his steps staggered back, and blood leaked from his mouth and nose in a muffled snort, and he was actually shocked by this momentum and suffered internal injuries.

Long Xiang, the deputy city lord of Tianwang City!

The monks of the Kunpeng clan sensed this momentum and rushed out one after another.

"Deputy City Lord Long Xiang, what do you mean by this, why are you blocking the way of my Kunpeng clan?"

The green tendons on Kun Yufei's forehead bulged, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he asked the deputy city lord of Heavenly King City in a deep voice.

"Don't do anything! The battle between the little human doll and the little king of the seven deadly sins This city lord doesn't want you to interfere, if you insist on going your own way, the monks of my Heavenly King City also want to get involved. ”

The right hand of the deputy city lord of Long Xiang was raised, and in an instant, more than a dozen powerhouses of the Heavenly King City appeared behind him, including four quasi-Dao monarchs, all with cold smiles on their faces, and the tyrannical aura made the Kunpeng clan monks retreat again and again.

No matter how stupid they were, the monks of the Kunpeng clan knew that these old ghosts in Heavenly King City were obviously planning to fight against them.

"Are you instigating a big war between the Kunpeng Clan and Heavenly King City?"

A killing intent flashed in Kun Yufei's eyes, and if he was given two = fifty years, he would definitely be able to be promoted to the peak of Kaiyang Dazhen, and the Dao Monarch of the Small Cheng Realm such as the Deputy City Lord of Long Xiang was a local chicken and a tile dog in his eyes.

But now, his combat power can only be regarded as comparable to that of the Quasi-Dao Monarch, far inferior to the real Dao Monarch giant, so he can only question, but cannot act immediately.

"Don't overestimate yourself too much, Kun Yufei. We acknowledge that you are highly qualified and that your future achievements far surpass ours. But for now, you're still very young, so stay honest. ”

The deputy city lord of Long Xiang didn't care about the threat of this Kunpeng clan at all, the inside of the Xianmen was no better than the outside world, even if the Kunpeng clan had many Dao monarchs and supreme powerhouses, it would be useless if they couldn't enter the Xianmen.

No matter how much these Kunpeng clan monks jumped, with him, a real Dao Monarch powerhouse, suppressing him, he couldn't make any big waves.

"You..."

Kun Yufei felt that his chest was about to explode, and he couldn't wait to fight this old thing now.

Several great real people of the Kunpeng clan restrained him stiffly:

"Second son, don't be impulsive, it's all for Qingyun Immortal Mansion.

In the war with Heavenly King City, even if we can win, it will be a miserable victory, once the Qingyun Immortal Mansion is born, can their Kunpeng clan still fight for the Seven Deadly Sins and other forces?"

Several old men of the Kunpeng clan have not forgotten the real mission of the opening of the immortal gate this time, everything is for the Qingyun Immortal Mansion, and several people on the stage have given death orders, even if they are dead, they must bring back the treasures in the depths of the Qingyun Immortal Mansion.

The words of several quasi-Dao monarchs were like cold water, instantly extinguishing Kun Yufei's anger, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually receded and he regained his clarity.

"Okay, very good! Long Xiang old horseman, this account book has been recorded, one day he will let you know what it means to regret not being at the beginning. ”

Taking a deep look at the indifferent Deputy City Lord of Long Xiang, Kun Yufei's body trembled for a moment, but in the end, he still didn't give the Kunpeng clan an attack and could only shrink on this tower.

Boom, click, boom!

The sound of hail falling sounded one after another, and everyone's eyes turned to the source of the sound.

I saw that Emperor Yunxiao turned into a little giant, and the raindrop-like iron fists continued to smash on the body of the Gluttonous Little King, and the furious fists rubbed against the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

"This... What the hell is going on, the two of them are not evenly matched, why is it that the Emperor Martial Emperor is now showing a completely overwhelming posture?"

Due to the confrontation, neither the Kunpeng Clan nor the monks of Heavenly King City deliberately paid attention to the heads-up battle between Emperor Yunxiao and the Gluttonous Little King, and they were very puzzled to see such a shocking battle scene at this moment.

"The power of the third great avenue is simply incredible!"

In the void, Rao was the city lord of the Heavenly King, and he had to sigh with emotion at this time.

Emperor Yunxiao comprehended the three great avenues of Buddha, thunder, and fire to the ultimate level of the quasi-Dao monarch, and the three great avenues were combined into one, and the terrifying power derived from them directly suppressed the gluttonous bloodline of the gluttonous little monarch.

The black aura wrapped around the stormy fist was invincible, and each punch could shatter the little king's defenses.

(End of chapter)