Without the slightest warning, the huge figure swept up like a preying cheetah, and in the blink of an eye, it was attached to Lin Yingjie's side, his left hand reached out and grabbed his neck, and his right arm was rounded, and "crackling" was a yin and yang slap on Lin Yingjie's cheek!

"The son of the second assistant of the cabinet, right? You want to send my father in again, right? I can't kill you and me!" "I, the son of the secretary of the Ministry of Works, who has lost power, can teach you a lesson, what can you do with me?"

The huge ability to slap people was taught by Song Daguan himself, and the movements were so fast and the moves were so fast that Lin Yingjie didn't even have time to react, and the slap rained down on his face. 【】The cultivation of the huge period of time has advanced by leaps and bounds, and it has broken through to the peak of the eighth layer of Bigu, although it is not as good as Li Yun and Song Li, but among the powerful people of the younger generation, it is definitely a leader. His talent is very ordinary, and he is lively and active by nature, and he spends little time on cultivation, so he can achieve such an achievement, completely relying on the pill given by Song Li. Huge used an example of a silk counterattack to prove to everyone that it doesn't matter if you don't have talent, it doesn't matter if you don't practice diligently, as long as you can become a master just like the boss!

Lin Yingjie's cultivation is also not bad, but it is not enough to compare with the master who is fed with pills, although he has also reached the Bigu period, he only has the second layer of Bigu, which is six levels lower than the huge one. Beating him up is no different from an eagle catching a chicken. He wanted to resist, but all the strength in his body was sealed by a huge amount of power, and he couldn't move at all. So he could only watch the huge big hands and his cheeks come into close contact again and again, and he resisted this intimacy, but he had to accept it.

"Poof", when the huge number of palms was pumped down, Lin Yingjie's nosebleed suddenly flew out, mixed with a piece of snot!

"Damn, this bastard is going to die, isn't it, even Brother Jie dares to fight!" The rest of the gentlemen saw Lin Yingjie being beaten, and their eyes immediately turned red, and one by one they pushed away the prostitutes who were trembling with fear in their arms, and leaned towards the huge side with their fists. However, the cultivation of several of them is not even as good as Lin Yingjie, and they are not huge opponents. The huge legs bounced up like lightning, and they kicked violently in a row, and the few people who tried to get close to him were all kicked away, and when they went, they were ten times faster than when they came, and they only heard a crisp bang bang, and several people were all stuck to the wall like potstickers, and there was a moment of frozenness, and then they slid down the wall on their stomachs, dragging a trail of blood where they slipped through......

Seeing that Lin Yingjie's face was already swollen like a big pig's head offered in the temple, if he pulled it again, it might burst on the spot! He stopped unsatisfied, and threw Lin Yingjie to the ground like a broken sack, and said disdainfully while shaking his head: "Tut-tut, dare to call it the Seven King Kongs...... Why is King Kong so impatient? Lao Tzu made a few casual strokes, and it turned into a broken sack. Don't call it the Seven King Kongs in the future, King Kong can't afford to lose this person. It's called a bag of seven hemp, okay?"

Tie Zhan and a few others pouted their butts and lay on the ground, although they were stunned, but their minds were still clear, they didn't expect this unattractive guy to be so powerful, one person beat five or six of them with three punches and two kicks, and the followers were so powerful, how powerful should his boss Song Li be?

Most people in the world don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin, and the reason why they were so arrogant in the past was because no one dared to stand up and teach them a lesson. After a long time, I developed a mentality, that is, I thought that I really no one dared to mess with me. But after being beaten by the huge man, they finally saw a cruel reality: it turned out that they were not as powerful as they imagined!

So even if the huge ridicule was so insulting, no one dared to stand up and argue with him anymore, and they all pouted and lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

It seems that the rumored black wind in the imperial capital is terrifying, and it is really not in vain. It's just that what Lin Yingjie can't figure out is that his huge father has obviously lost power, how can he dare to be so arrogant and take action against him, the son of the second assistant of the popular cabinet? Isn't he afraid of retaliation?

As everyone knows, Dada has followed Song Li since he was a child, and he never knew what it meant to be afraid. When they were still very weak, they dared to fight against the prince's son, not to mention that now their strength is here, so what is there to be afraid of?

Seeing his followers being humiliated, Song Sizheng didn't want to help, but he really didn't have time to take care of these people.

As soon as Song Li entered the door, his eyes were locked on him. Song Sizheng only felt as if a mountain was pressed on his body, forcing himself to breathe.

It made him scared. Just as there is a food chain in the natural world, there is also a hierarchical food chain in the cultivation world. When a low-level cultivator encounters a high-level cultivator, it is like the lower end of the food chain meets the upper end, and they often don't even have the courage to resist. In the face of absolute strength, any courage and the like are nonsense.

Small lives are pinched in the hands of others, what's the use of talking about those?

Song Sizheng couldn't see Song Li's true cultivation realm, but it was obviously much stronger than himself! This discovery shocked Song Sizheng very much. He thought that he had followed that hermit master and cultivated to the third layer of Jindan at the age of twenty-three, which was already a rare match in his age! He didn't expect this guy Song Li to make such rapid progress? Wasn't he a waste wood when he was young? Although there was a change at his coming-of-age ceremony last time, he didn't even have the foundation building period at that time, right? In just over two years, he broke through to the Jindan period? Moreover, the cognition of the Jindan period is still conservatively estimated, judging from the coercion that Song Sizheng felt, even if he was stronger than the early Yuan Infant stage, he was not much behind!

It's just that it is quite reluctant to let Song Sizheng accept that Song Li is a strong man in the Jindan period, and it is absolutely impossible for him to accept that Song Li is a strong man in the Yuan infant stage! He doesn't believe that the gap between himself and Song Li is so big, although the cruel reality is already in front of him, but he still hopes that this gap is as small as possible!

Song Li is not yet twenty years old, a nineteen-year-old Jindan stage powerhouse is already terrifying enough, if he has already broken through the Yuan Infant Stage at this age, then all the monks in the world should commit suicide en masse!

It seems that he knows too little about Song Li, and he rashly provoked without even knowing his true cultivation, and now it is difficult for him to ride a tiger.

"The third prince, right? I remember seeing it once at my adult family banquet, don't come here for a long time, will you be fine?" Seeing that Da Da had already cleaned up those gentlemen all over the ground looking for teeth, Song Li said with a smile.

"Ahem...... OK. In the face of such a powerful coercion, Song Sizheng couldn't be arrogant.

"What is the matter with you coming to me?" Song Li maintained his usual smile that made people feel like a spring breeze, but whether Song Sizheng in the bureau felt this spring breeze, only he knew.

"Looking for you, did I look for you?" Song Sizheng asked a little puzzled.

"The third prince killed people in anger again, and sent people to arrest those three representatives of public opinion, didn't he just want to force me to come to you? Now that I'm here, what do you want?" Song Li asked with a smile.

"Damn! Who do you think you are? Why should I force you to come to see me?" Song Sizheng was used to being arrogant, and he was a little annoyed and angry when he was poked by Song Li.

"Tut-tut," Song Li glanced at him with disdain, shook his head and said: "Look at your majesty in smashing people into meat patties, I thought the third prince was so heroic, but I didn't expect it to be a coward, what's the matter, don't you dare to admit it?"

Song Sizheng suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "What is there that this prince does not dare to recognize? That's right, I just don't like you, so I kill people and arrest people, and force you to come to me." Then the prince will have an excuse to kill you! I didn't expect you kid to be so bold and fat, you really dare to come!"

"What am I afraid to come?" Song Li smiled contemptuously and continued, "To me, you are no different from an ant. If I stretch out my little finger, I can crush you. Maybe your identity can intimidate the vast majority of people in the Empire, but unfortunately it doesn't help me. Fight strength, you are not my opponent, fight the backstage, I am not afraid at all. You say, what else is there for me to be afraid of?"

Song Sizheng turned his heart sideways and said with a cruel smile: "Song Li, who do you think you are? Are you invincible in the world? I admit that my current cultivation can't catch up with you, but there are many people in this world who can kill you. Now that you're here, don't think about going back alive. ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Sizheng set up an enchantment around him and Song Li, no matter what movement the two of them tossed in the enchantment, the people outside could neither see nor hear. Song Li's cultivation is much higher than Song Sizheng's, so he can naturally break this barrier. But his intuition told him that Song Sizheng would never make this enchantment for no reason, there must be something that could not be seen by others, otherwise Song Sizheng would not have done it. As the so-called artist is bold, Song Li did not break his enchantment, waiting to see his next step.

"Master, come out! The disciple is in trouble!" After arranging the enchantment, Song Sizheng said to himself. （http:／/.）。

The space seemed to be suddenly distorted, Song Li fixed his eyes and looked again, a translucent shadow appeared in front of Song Sizheng, this shadow was completely illusory at first, but it was in mid-air for a long time, and finally began to materialize, but the whole face was like a whiteboard in mahjong, with no facial features, no shape, and it was a little terrifying.

"My good apprentice, didn't the teacher tell you that you must not summon me out until the moment of emergency? Although this is just an illusory clone of me, if it appears once, it also needs the energy support of the body, which will affect the cultivation progress of the teacher. There was a hint of blame in the shadow's tone.

Song Sizheng hurriedly said: "Master, now is the moment of great urgency. The apprentice has met a sworn enemy, I am not his opponent, and if you are not summoned, I may die at his hands. ”

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