Fairy King Dad

"Zeng Jie's method is wonderful."

Ping Yu and others looked at the young Immortal King who rushed over, and they nodded in agreement.

"This magical power is the melting purgatory, Zeng Jie's strongest magical power."

"His magical power is more than ten times stronger than ten years ago."

"It's good for him to go up and see how the other party responds. If they can't even resist Zeng Jie, hehe."

There are more than a dozen Immortal Kings present, their expressions are either calm or cold.

"Take action."

The crowd in the distance felt nervous.

"Quick, retreat a little more."

"The battle between Immortal Kings is not something you and I can watch."

"Go, go, go, the Immortal Kings fight, and the fluctuations can sweep the whole city."

Many people's faces changed slightly.

They remembered something.

The battle between Immortal Kings is extremely strong. Not to mention one Tuohuo City, even ten are not enough to destroy it.

Of course, the premise of this destruction is that the strength difference between the two Immortal Kings is not big.

Just as a group of people retreated one after another,

Su Chen's cold voice spread throughout the scene:

"How dare a grain of light compete with the bright moon?"

Boom!

Su Chen raised his eyelids and looked at the young Immortal King not far away.

In an instant.

The wind stopped, and the broken fragments on the edge of the restaurant stopped in the void. Even the Immortal King Zeng Jie, who was in the void, did not move.

It was as if time had stopped.

At this moment, Su Chen raised his right hand.

Along with his movements, strands of five-colored streamers continued to gather into a palm in the void in front of Su Chen.

The five-colored palm grabbed forward fiercely.

Zeng Jie was held in his hand.

"No!"

Zeng Jie's pupils shrank sharply, and he used his magical powers again, and a little fire appeared on the edge of the five-colored palm.

Zeng Jie's method against Su Chen's energy palm cannot be said to have no effect at all, but it can only be said that this little effect is useless.

"Too weak."

Su Chen's eyes were filled with indifference.

Heaven and earth are merciless and treat all things as straw dogs.

At this moment, Su Chen's heart was as calm as still water, and he was indifferent to all things.

He slowly lowered his right hand.

Puff!

The energy palm suddenly clenched.

A wisp of blood mist flew out of it.

Then the colorful energy palm slowly dissipated in the void.

"Zeng Jie!"

"What!"

Ping Yu and others' faces changed wildly.

"How is it possible!"

"He can even kill Zeng Jie in seconds?"

"What was that just now...what was that just now? The colorful hand is too terrifying!"

Ping Yu's heart was like a storm, and his face was full of horror.

He knew very well that Zeng Jie was in the middle stage of the Immortal King, and his strength was not bad.

He, Ping Yu, was in the late stage of the Immortal King.

But with his means, he was far from being able to kill Zeng Jie in seconds.

The young man in front of him actually killed Zeng Jie in seconds with a wave of his hand!

"The wind is strong, so hurry up."

An old man looked at Ping Yu. Then he looked at Su Chen. His expression was extremely solemn. After thinking for two seconds, he chose to leave.

He turned around and was about to fly away.

But at this moment.

Su Chen's eyes fell on the old man.

"You want to leave, have you asked me?"

Four Seas Dragon!

Imprison the Void!

Su Chen had a thought.

With his restaurant as the center, the area of ​​one kilometer around was like a circle. In the four directions of southeast, northwest and northeast, the shadow of a giant dragon emerged.

The energy of the vast ocean spread throughout the entire void within the circle.

Zheng!

The old man who was about to fly away trembled and could not maintain himself in the void, and fell to the ground.

Ping Yu and others also felt an amazing sense of oppression.

They could not float in the air and fell to the ground one after another.

"You you you."

Ping Yu was furious, his scalp was numb: "Are you at the peak of the Immortal King?"

The peak of the Immortal King!

These words represent supreme combat power.

In the Immortal Land, there are definitely not a few cultivators at the peak of the Immortal King level. After all, the Immortal Land is too vast, and the population base is huge, so there are more Immortal Kings.

However, the peak of the Immortal King level is rare.

In the peak of the Immortal King level, some fierce, famous, and outstanding people are often called giant-level Immortal Kings.

Ping Qian even suspected that the calm man in front of him was a giant.

"Peak of the Immortal King?"

"How is it possible!"

"Why?"

Ping Qian was confused.

He never expected that Zhao Zhong, who he had played with in the palm of his hand, would follow a big brother at the peak of the Immortal King level.

Qiu Wanying, who was beside him, shed tears of regret at this moment.

'I lost the bet? '

'I thought of ten thousand possibilities! '

'But... I didn't expect that his strength would be so strong! '

'Peak of the Immortal King! How could he be the peak of the Immortal King? He is still so young! His blood aura can't deceive me. He is very young, but his strength...'

Qiu Wanying was extremely angry.

If she chose to leave, even if it was by eloping with Zhao Zhong, as long as she followed such a powerful person, wouldn't she be able to rise to prominence in the future?

In the distance, the number of people watching was almost invisible, all hiding in a corner, observing from a distance.

The number of people had exceeded 10,000.

From time to time, there were voices of shock from many people in the crowd.

"What a fierce method, Immortal King Zeng Jie, he couldn't even withstand a blow in front of him, this man might be at the peak of the Immortal King."

"This is troublesome. I guess Immortal King Ping Yu and his men have hit a wall."

"Just now I heard their conversation. It seems that this matter was caused by the second wife of Ping Mansion."

Ping Yu is now only the nominal head of Ping Mansion. The actual management power is in the hands of Ping Qian, so his woman is also called the wife of Ping Mansion.

Amidst many discussions.

The old man who fell from the sky first looked at Su Chen with horror.

A few seconds later.

"You won't let me go?"

The old man roared with a red face.

"Heh."

Su Chen laughed and said, "From the moment you stood in front of me, you are my enemy. I, Su, have never been soft-hearted towards my enemies."

Ah, oh.

Lolo's pretty face shrank.

Dad's methods are still so decisive.

Since she was a child, Luo Luo has seen many big scenes in Su Chen's arms.

So much so that when she was only a few years old, she had already adapted to various scenes.

The situation in front of her is nothing.

But Pingyu Immortal King and his men didn't know Su Chen's habits. Just seeing the extent of his attack scared them enough.

The terrifying forbidden air zone... made them unable to resist.

Pingyu's mouth moved, and finally he considered again.

'I must be careful when I speak. '

'With his posture, he must be at the peak of the Immortal King. '

'He can kill me in seconds. '

'If I say one wrong word, I will die here. '

Pingyu took a deep breath and was silent for a while.

And the old man in the distance, his face turned green and red.

"Come here to be your enemy? Why?"

The old man shouted angrily: "It shouldn't be like this!"

"Oh, really?"

Su Chen's eyes fell over.

In an instant.

The old man roared.

"Ah!"

The next second, the old man immediately knelt on the ground, his tears streaming down, choking and saying:

"Brother, uncle, I have spent my whole life to reach the early stage of the Immortal King, it is not easy, brother, please don't kill me, I can be your slave, I came here purely to make friends with Ping Wei and others, but I didn't expect to be trapped in the vortex, they say that people in different circles should not mix, now I believe, I am not from their circle!"

"I want to mix with you."

"Brother, please accept me."

These words are firm and decisive.

But Su Chen was stunned.

This old man...why is there a bit of a middle school atmosphere?

An enemy in the previous second, joining himself in the next second?

Even Ping Wei and others never expected it.

They looked at the old man with strange expressions.

Two seconds passed.

Su Chen snorted.

He waved his sleeves.

A gust of wind swept the old man out of the forbidden air area.

"Go away."

Su Chen's voice echoed in the old man's ears.

But his expression was ecstatic.

'Hahahaha! '

'Kneeling is nothing? '

'Being alive is the kingly way! '

'What's the use of being an immortal king? There are always stronger ones among the strong. If you are not careful, you will perish. It is better to survive and become a king in the end! '

The old man was very excited. He flew away quickly, intending to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

When he left the stage.

Ping Yu and others, a few people were moved.

They wanted to imitate, but their self-esteem made them stand straighter.

"I wonder what your name is?" Ping Yu arched his hands and asked with a stiff face.

As long as the other party can start a conversation, there is room for maneuver.

"You are not worthy of knowing me."

Su Chen has lost his patience with them.

His eyes fell on Ping Qian.

"Yes."

"Revenge for killing my father."

"Hate for stealing my wife."

"The evil spirit, that is, Zhao Zhong, has been with me for decades. I will avenge him for this deep blood feud."

"Ping Qian, I kill you, are you convinced?"

Su Chen stared at Ping Qian with sharp eyes.

At this moment, Ping Qian was sweating profusely, with a panicked look on his face, and kept muttering:

"Master, save me, Master, save me..."

It can be confirmed.

The reason why Su Chen asked the last sentence was to give Ping Qian a chance to explain.

The evil spirit is a broken soul, and it is unknown whether his revived memory is complete.

But after experiencing these things and looking at Ping Qian's expression, everything can be determined.

Su Chen raised his right hand.

The five-colored energy palm gathered and grabbed Ping Qian.

"I don't accept it!"

"I don't accept it!"

Ping Qian shook his head and shouted.

"You're right to be dissatisfied."

Su Chen smiled faintly: "I want to kill you, how can you accept it? Evil spirit, if you want revenge, you can take action now."

The body of the evil spirit trembled fiercely.

His scarlet eyes slowly looked at Ping Qian.

"Ahahahaha!"

The evil spirit clown laughed crazily.

The coin was thrown up.

Three clones appeared.

With a whoosh, the evil spirit came in front of Ping Qian and raised the blood knife.

"Ping Qian, Ping Qian!"

"I will cut you into pieces!"

Swish swish swish...

When the evil spirit took action, two lines of blood and tears flowed.

Ping Qian gradually disappeared on the spot.

After Ping Qian fell, Su Chen dispersed the power of imprisonment in the void.

He glanced at Qiu Wanying, who was pale, and Ping Li, who fainted in her arms.

He looked at Ping Yu and more than a dozen other immortal kings.

"Ping Yu."

Su Chen looked like a king who controlled the life and death of the world, and said coldly:

"I kill Ping Qian, are you convinced?"

Click!

Ping Yu's face turned the color of liver:

"I, I am convinced."

Even though Ping Yu dominated Tuohuo City and was an old and powerful man in the city.

How could he dare to say "no" in front of the powerful Su Chen?