Zhang Feng rode on He Sheng, pressed He Sheng with one hand, and beat him with the other arm.

The little celestial who staggered to his feet in the distance saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and a word suddenly came to mind when he saw it.

Male on male.

After two punches, He Sheng's whole person was stunned.

He never expected that this bald head seemed to be ordinary, and there was no power in swinging his fist, and he would hurt his meridians with a few blows on his body, and there was even a sharp electric current coming from the fist of this bald head, and he was paralyzed and convulsed all over his body, and there was no chance to resist at all.

"This person deserves to be a peerless master!"

"In the future, I will never judge people by their appearance again!"

"Damn, what the hell is this kind of aura convergence exercise? This ordinary bald head of qi cultivation can't even be seen fake!"

"He said before that he was practicing qi!

He Sheng is extremely complicated in his heart and doubts about life.

Zhang Feng didn't see the shock in He Sheng's eyes at all, and clenched his fists vigorously.

"Young Master of the Soul Gate, right?"

"It's not muddy, is it?"

"The strongest spell, isn't it?"

"What's the use of bells and whistles? You see I'm so low-key!"

"Do you know the sinister nature of this cultivation realm today? I beat you for your own good, I am educating you to save you!"

Zhang Feng beat him viciously while saying righteously.

The corners of the little celestial on the side twitched again, is this special beating still so reasonable?

God is good for you...... Did you beat someone and have to send you a certificate?

Not to mention, He Sheng, who was beaten, was a little moved after hearing it.

But when I think about it, it doesn't feel right...... It's because of you that this cultivation realm has become sinister...... What the hell are you, the root of all evil, beating me up and putting on a look for my good?

At first, He Sheng was still gritting his teeth and insisting, not screaming. But soon He Sheng couldn't bear it, it was really a little painful for Zhang Feng, and the meridians in his body were almost disconnected.

He Sheng finally gave up his dignity and face as the young master of the Soul Sect, and shouted miserably: "Stop! If you beat me like this, my master will definitely not spare you!"

"My master will kill you in a moment!"

"If you stop now, my master can still give you your life!"

"Believe me, my master is about to make a move!"

"Woo woo woo, Master, where are you...... I'm going to be beaten to death!"

And the other side.

Heaven and earth outside the Xuanhuang volume.

Above the Holy Peak in Sheung Shui.

The old man who was being called out loudly by He Sheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the good man of Shangshui below with a proud face.

Calculating the time, it is almost time for his apprentice to restrain those two Wufeng disciples.

After all, it was only a mid-stage knot and a qi refining period, although the little celestial in the middle stage of the knot pill was a little troublesome, but it was by no means the opponent of his half-step Jin Dan's apprentice.

Not to mention that He Sheng also brought the soul of the ancestor this time.

It's foolproof!

As for the big bald head in the Qi refining period...... Hehe, such an ordinary monk does not deserve to be taken to heart by him at all.

No matter how powerful the bald head in the Qi refining period is, can he still press his half-step golden pill holding the soul of the ancestor to the ground and beat him?

Amusing.

The old man didn't bother to observe what was happening in the world of the picture scroll, and sneered at the good man of Shangshui with a steady face: "At this time, your two apprentices are estimated to have been beaten to the ground by He Sheng. ”

"Their life and death are only in the old man's thoughts. ”

"Aren't you worried about your own disciples? Although that ordinary Qi Cultivation disciple will die when he dies, that little celestial is an unborn kendo genius. ”

The old man nodded a few words vaguely, but the good man of Sheung Shui still only frowned and silently released his divine sense to observe the scene of the world of the picture scroll.

The Old Man laughed.

It seems that the old boy of Sheung Shui has been frightened by the cruel picture inside.

Behold, he has been utterly stupid!

It must be that He Sheng's methods are too powerful and cruel, and he directly pressed those two disciples to the ground and beat them half to death!

Look at his confused face, how distressing this must be!

The old man was extremely happy in his heart, and the previous gloom was swept away, so he simply said it directly.

"Otherwise, if you pay some price, how about the old man let He Sheng let them live?"

The good man of Sheung Shui was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the old man with a strange face, wanting to say something.

The old man waved his hand and continued to himself: "But don't think about it, even if the old man spares them from dying, he will definitely destroy their dantian and abolish their cultivation! Now that my soul gate and your five peaks have been torn apart, the old man will never let the tiger return to the mountain, otherwise once the little heavenly man grows up in the future, my soul gate will have another big trouble!"

Sheung Shui's face became more and more complicated.

Seeing that the good man in Shangshui hadn't spoken yet, the old man continued to be kind and seductive, "But even if it's a wasted person, it's better than losing your life, right?"

"There are so many disciples below who are watching you two peak masters, and the life of the little celestial and that bald head is within a year of you. As the peak master, you two can't afford to lose face and ignore the lives of your disciples. ”

"If you would rather see your disciple lose his life than use the spirit stone of the sect, wouldn't that make your Wufeng disciples feel cold? This matter will spread in the future, and your Wufeng will fall into the name of being a dime a dime and ignoring the life and death of your disciples, I am afraid that it will be difficult to gain a foothold within Lizhou!"

The good man of Sheung Shui frowned.

Seeing this scene, the old man laughed, stretched out five fingers, and said with a sad smile: "The old man doesn't want much, 500,000 high-grade spirit stones for a life!"

"Millions of spirit stones, of course it's not cost-effective to exchange two wastes to go back, but in exchange for the hearts of your Wufeng disciples, and for the dignity and name of your Wufeng, there shouldn't be any need to hesitate, right?"

When the old man said this, a trace of ruthlessness and pleasure flashed in his eyes!

It's so exciting!

Looking at the complicated appearance of the good man in Shangshui, who wanted to speak and stopped, the old man had only one thought in his heart - worthy of me!

This plan can be described as murderous!

Although he saved the life of the little celestial, but in the future, the little celestial will be just a wasted person, and he will not do anything more, and returning to the five-colored lotus peak will be a waste who eats rice.

As for that bald head, not to mention, that thing was a mediocre waste!

Letting them go back will not only not cause any danger to the Soul Gate in the future, but it will also disgust the Five-Colored Lotus Peak.

And these two wasted people, they can still make the five-colored lotus peak bleed once, and give away millions of spirit stones!

And it's not okay not to send it, otherwise the disciples of the Five-Colored Lotus Peak will definitely feel that this kind of sect is not worth their lives when they see their peak master witnessing the killing of the little celestial man, but they are not even willing to give up the spirit stone.

Wufeng will no longer be able to gain a foothold in Lizhou!

Murder and heartbreaking!

This time, Wufeng not only lost the little celestial, Tianjiao, but also had to give his enemy, a million spirit stones.

"Such a far-sighted plan, such a plan, who else but the old man and the old man!"

The old man laughed heartily.

The more the good man in Sheung Shui didn't speak, the more complicated his face became, the happier he was!

"I'm afraid that the good people in Shangshui are about to go crazy now, haha, I obviously want to kill me, but I still have to send millions of high-grade spirit stones to the old man, just to exchange for two waste people to go back!"

The old man sneered and mocked: "Good man in Shangshui, if you want to blame it, blame your disciple's poor strength." ”

"Vegetables are original sin. ”

"Okay, don't hesitate any longer, make a decision quickly. Although there are a lot of millions of high-grade spirit stones, this is related to your future Wufeng ......"

And right now.

"Wait. The good man of Sheung Shui sighed, looked at the old man with a complicated face, and said confusedly: "I still don't understand why you asked me for money...... You don't seem to have figured out where you stand. ”

"Huh?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and laughed loudly: "Isn't what I said wrong? He Sheng is only afraid that he will beat your two disciples hard, let's talk to death." ”

The good man of Sheung Shui was silent for a long time, and he wanted to speak several times and stopped.

To tell the truth, the good people of Sheung Shui are very confused now......

In the picture scroll, the one who was pressed to the ground and beaten was obviously your family.

Why do you dare to ask me for money now?

Got the wrong script?

Or is this old boy going to blackmail me Wufeng, and if he doesn't give money, he will directly let He Shengsheng be here...... Is this such a strange idea?

The good people of Sheung Shui thought about it for a long time.

Finally understood something.

Looking at the smug old man, the good people of Sheung Shui couldn't bear to break the other party's joy in their hearts.

But after being silent for a while, the good man of Sheung Shui kindly reminded: "Well, I think you should first see what is going on in the picture scroll......

"Huh?" the old man was stunned for a moment, and sneered, "Is there anything worth seeing from me?

But looking at the helpless look of the good man in Sheung Shui, the old man suddenly felt that something was wrong.

An ominous premonition appeared in the heart of the old man.

"No, with He Sheng's half-step Jin Dan's cultivation, as well as that old ancestor's soul, let alone two people, even if all the new generation disciples of Wufeng are on the same level, it will be more than enough to deal with them. ”

"How could something happen?"

"It's ridiculous, is it still that Qi cultivation disciple who is holding He Sheng to beat? Haha, joke!"

The old man sneered, suppressing the ominous premonition.

"You don't have to look at it," the old man said proudly, "with the strength of my sect's patriarch, the Great Demon Heavenly King, ......"

The good man of Sheung Shui sighed: "Listen to me, you better take a look......"

The old man snorted coldly, proudly punched out a divine sense, and rushed into the picture scroll that stood between himself and the good man of Shangshui.

The next moment.

The old man's smile was instantly dull.

He looked at the miserable picture in the scroll, and the whole person was stupid.

Is this special, is it really that Qi cultivation disciple is holding He Sheng to fight?

The old man was stupid, and his mind couldn't turn for a while, and he blurted out: "I'm Cao!"

What the hell is this?

What the hell is going on!

The old man of the Yin Dynasty immediately saw the big bald head in the Qi refining period riding on his apprentice in a shameful posture, twisting his body rhythmically......

No, not this style.

It was the bald head of the Qi refining period that rode on He Sheng's body, and holding He Sheng was a slam shot!

It's a very rhythmic fight!

Scolding while beating back, get followed

AP, even the old man subconsciously praised that this person should go to participate in hip-hop out of the state.

But that's not the point.

The point is that his baby apprentice was stunned by this mediocre punch, and his face was covered with blood, and he hugged his head and shouted!

Miserable batch.

The town soul banner was also thrown aside, and the soul slave inside actually had a weak aura of injury.

For a while, the old man was extremely confused.