Supreme Saint Physique

Watching Jun Wuxie step by step come.

The eyes of those who hold the Mountain Sword Sect are red.

Facing Yan Qingcheng, they can kneel, lie on their stomachs, and lie down.

You can bow your head, you can be soft, you can admit your mistakes!

That's because of the identity and strength of the opponent.

But in the face of a small Martial Artist like Jun Wuxie, you have to accept such shame and trampling.

Everyone in the Mountain Sword Sect cannot accept it at all!

"Are you dissatisfied?"

Jun Wuxie smiled brightly, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the last row. In front of the young dísciple of the Mountain Sword Sect, he didn’t look at it. Hands on.

Immediately, he came to the top of the Mountain Sword Sect.

The bloodshot eyes of those high-level officials trembled a little, hoping that he could also turn around and leave, just like when they walked to their dísciple just now, they looked at them and left.

As a result, Jun Wuxie slapped it.

bang.

It was extremely loud, and the upper back molars were fanned out, and the left cheek swelled directly.

The first one to be slapped was the core Elder at the beginning.

He only felt that the palm of his hand was not the palm of a man, but the palm of a savage beast.

The force was so violent that it made his head hum, and his tinnitus and hearing loss were instantaneous, and his eyes turned black and dazed.

He was so angry that he couldn't wait to skin this nasty kid with cramps right away.

However, the opponent is backed by the Meitong powerhouse, this kind of thing can only be thought of, and it is impossible to put it into action, otherwise the entire Mountain Sword sect will face disaster because of this!

At that time, sect has brought disaster, and his entire family will be destroyed!

Forbearance!

He clenched his fists tightly, full of humiliation, his face blossomed, fresh blood dripping, his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, and his neck was throbbing!

Jun Wuxie doesn't care how humiliated he is.

This is what he wants!

This old bastard was inexperienced earlier, domineering, and wants Sect extermination King Academy one by one!

Now, he is the one who picks up!

He slapped his hand, and Mou drew it vigorously.

pa pa pa sound.

Every time you slap your hand, there is blood splashed.

But in a moment, the core Elder had his face full of blossoms, and his faces were bloody, he was drawn directly to the ground, his head was swollen as big as a pig's head.

Presumably, he won't be able to recognize him when his mother comes.

This kind of picture makes everyone's eyes jump, but they feel very relieved in their hearts.

These guys humiliate them Da Zhou, they deserve it!

It can be seen that it is different in the eyes of other members of the Mountain Sword sect.

Every time the golden slap is moved, it seems to be drawn on each of them's face, drawn on his heart, and a hard to describe humiliation filled the whole heart.

For the Mountain Sword sect, since the beginning of the sect, have any high-level officials been trampled and humiliated?

This is the first time splitting heaven and earth apart!

Soon, the core Elder was fainted.

Jun Wuxie's slap is too heavy.

People who support the Mountain Sword Sect don’t dare to resist too much with True Qi.

Every one of them knows that if you don’t let the Meitong clan girls get angry enough today, this matter will not be over!

Rather than being humiliated or even mortal danger, it is better to suffer this time.

"Hundreds of years of cultivation, it’s just this point of success, just a few slaps, I fainted, so casually?"

Jun Wuxie looked at the core Elder very disgustingly. At a glance.

By these words, the Mountain Sword Sect’s people almost vomited blood!

This damn boy, who slaps them with the palm of his hand, does he also dislike those who despise them?

In this world, how can there be such a bastard logic!

"It's your turn!"

Jun Wuxie changed his goal.

He feels particularly refreshed now. Don't be too addicted to slap the tops of the Mountain Sword sect.

He didn't move those dísciples.

No matter what those dísciple thoughts in their hearts, at least they did not jump out to target him today, nor did they clamor.

The two who clamored were both killed by him.

But these high-levels are different. These high-levels did not come out to stop it, indicating that they defaulted or supported the behavior of Core Disciple and Chenfeng at the beginning!

For a time, loud slaps echoed over the entire square.

This kind of voice seems to be magical.

The smokers are addicted, and the people watching the excitement in the audience are also addicted to listening. Each of the excited expressions makes me wish that I am Jun Wuxie. I also go up and feel the slap in the Mountain Sword high-level slap. The blood is surging.

Soon it was the turn of the four hidden Elders.

Seeing Jun Wuxie walk up to him and roll up his sleeves, the four hidden Elders stared at him with somber and cold eyes.

The gaze was full of threats.

"Are you threatening me?"

Jun Wuxie curled up the corners of his mouth, rolled his sleeves high, and took a dozen steps back.

Just when everyone didn't understand why he suddenly retreated so far.

He rushed forward suddenly, golden blood energy surging on Golden's palm, and a thunderous sound erupted between the waves.

bang!

The hidden Elder was suddenly drawn out by him, his face blossomed, his chin tilted to one side, and more than ten teeth and blood flew out.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It turns out that Jun Wuxie is running up!

He is originally a body cultivator, and his fleshy body is unmatched.

Slap people and run up, this is really trying to slap people to death!

"Ah!!!"

The whispered Elder roared like a wild beast in the endless humiliation.

"What's your ghost name?"

Jun Wuxie rushed up, blooming from side to side, pa pa pa, slapped ears, and his hands were full of blood.

Bright red blood splashed all over the ground.

Soon, the hidden Elder was fainted, curled up on the ground, his body was still convulsing, and the blood from his face spread along the ground.

The other three hidden Elders almost collapsed when they saw this picture!

This kind of humiliation, they seem to feel the same, as if ten thousand ants eat their hearts!

Now, it's their turn!

They all trembled when they saw Jun Wuxie coming.

There is endless anger, and there is also unwillingness and fear about to be subjected to extraordinary shame and humiliation in life.

However, this does not change much.

What awaits them is the same fate as the other slapped people.

So the whole square slapped again.

Finally, all four hidden Elders passed out and fell to the ground with fresh blood dripping on their face. One head was swollen to the size of two.

"All dizzy?" Jun Wuxie kicked a few feet one by one, frowned: "Isn't one of them awake?"

Everyone:...

Who is willing to wake up, it must be inadequate.

In this case, you have to pretend to be dizzy even when you wake up!

"Are you comfortable?"

Yan Qingcheng looked at Jun Wuxie and asked.

"It's very comfortable."

Jun Wuxie rubbed his hands with a look of unfinished expression.

"Relieve your qi?"

Yan Qingcheng asked again.

"It's okay."

Jun Wuxie glanced at the high-levels of the Mountain Sword Sect, and walked towards the stage.

At this time, Yan Qingcheng said to the dísciple of the Mountain Sword Sect: "Look at it, can you still recognize who they are?"

The dísciple of the Mountain Sword Sect dísciple looked at each other in blank dismay, trembling with fear said: "Can...recognize..."

"Is it?" Yan Qingcheng said differently: "It seems that I did not get beyond recognition So, let’s continue smoking."

Jun Wuxie, who was walking down the stage, stopped immediately.

Everyone:......

Is this not enough?

Although they all hate the people who hold the Mountain Sword Sect, those Old Guys are indeed completely different now. It is estimated that even their mothers can't recognize who is who.

"no! I don't recognize it, I don't recognize it!"

When the dísciple of the Mountain Sword sect heard this, his legs were so frightened that he felt weak.

If the senior executives of Sect are slapped again for their words, it is estimated that if they return to Sect, they will have to peel off their skin if they die!

"Are you sure?" Yan Qingcheng glanced at those high-level officials, and said to the disciplines of the Mountain Sword Sect: "Look again, take a closer look at the deity, and answer after you see it clearly!"

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"Really...I don't recognize it! Senior...We really don't recognize it!"

The dísciple of the Mountain Sword sect is about to collapse. The various things encountered today are like Nightmare, I only hope that this nightmare can wake up sooner.

"Well, that's the case, so let's do it."

Yan Qingcheng's voice fell, and the disciplines of the Mountain Sword Sect, such as the amnesty, suddenly fell soft. On the ground, his face was covered in cold sweat, and his body trembled from time to time.

For a while, everyone burst into laughter.

How arrogant the people of the Mountain Sword Sect came when they came, and now they are so embarrassed, like soft-footed shrimp, they all lie on the ground.

Nowadays, the four hidden Elders of the Mountain Sword Zong are like four dead dogs.

Without them, how does this Land of Trial start?

Jun Wuxie returned to the high platform of his sect, and his eyes fell on the isolation zone in the center of the square.

The opening of this Land of Trial has to wait until the four Old Guys wake up.

"Brother-in-law, who is this?" The Eighth Prince looked towards here on the opposite platform, his expression was a bit stinky, and he hummed: "Does my emperor know her?"

Jun Wuxie was about to speak, but Yan Qingcheng next to him spoke first and looked at the Eighth Prince and said: "What is my relationship with him? Is it necessary for your emperor to know?"

Jun Wuxie suddenly startled.

What medicine does this woman sell in bottle gourd?

This is not like her character.

This woman is very glamorous in front of strangers.

Now I got up with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy giving tit for tat.

Why does it sound a bit wrong?

"hmph!" The eighth prince was very dissatisfied, with a black face, and said: "I don't care who you are or how strong you are! I tell you, he is my brother-in-law! My emperor What's wrong with my sister, I'm also in front of you!"

Yan Qingcheng said hehe.

"Cough!" Jun Wuxie saw that something was wrong, coughing politely rather than embarrassingly, interrupted Yan Qingcheng's words, and tugged her sleeves.

Then bluffed and said to the eighth prince: "Why do you have you everywhere, talk nonsense, can your mind be purer?"

"Brother-in-law, just tell the truth, She and my sister, who is the big and who is the little!" The Eighth Prince said angrily: "This matter, you owe my emperor sister a perfect explanation!"

"Can you stop here? ?"

Jun Wuxie face full of black lines, what is big or small, what is this?

He tone barely fell, and he saw Yan Qingcheng staring at him coldly with those beautiful purple eyes, as if he was about to kill.

He really has an urge to beat Ji Beilan!

Okay, what is it all right?

"Little bastard, you are really a bastard!" Yan Qingcheng's secret voice transmission sounded in his mind: "getting angry for a woman, do you think you are very capable? But you want me Come and clean up the mess for you! When this matter is over, I will settle the bill with you, you wait!"

Jun Wuxie: ...

He is really now The heart that strangled Ji Beilan was gone.

Yan Qingcheng really wants to go crazy, he may do something.

At the Treasure Pavilion that day, he did not fall lightly.

Now it’s not in Nanshan Secret Realm. He is in front of her, there is really no room for resistance...