I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand and sixty-four chapters abuse Lingbo!

Come! Tens of thousands of people uttered their voices almost at the same time, forming a roar that shook the sky, making Ling Bo staggered and planted from the eaves.

"Come and get beaten!" Huang Rong screamed, but she stood there, motionless.

As soon as Ling Bo got up from the ground, when he heard such a drink, his heart shook violently.

Of course he didn’t know what Kunpeng three people thought of him at this time. If it weren’t for the Luo Shamen to be in front of so many disciples, they would even kill him directly. This talkative person, what he said, would very likely bring Kunpeng The trio's overall plan was disrupted.

Of course, having said that, in fact, he can't be blamed entirely on him, Kunpeng and the others are also at fault.

Kunpeng didn't know that the Shushan League was controlled by Candle Yin, let alone that Candle Yin was controlled by the Heavenly Demon, otherwise they would not be so ostentatious in Shushan, although it was a rare opportunity for Mei Chaofeng and Huang Rong to experience.

But even so, he Lingbo has to take responsibility for what he says casually.

Therefore, Huang Rong also wanted to humiliate him severely.

I want to beat you, but you have to come to me personally, not fight back, and endure both physical and mental humiliation.

Ling Bo staggered and raised his head to look at Huang Rong. He wanted to refuse, but did he have the courage to refuse?

If he chose to refuse and let Huang Rong come forward and beat him, he really couldn't imagine what the result would be. With Huang Rong's performance and strength in Shushan back then, it might be normal for him to slap him to death.

Although he knew that his soul was not easy to be killed, especially after hearing Wu Hua said that the three Kunpeng talents had entered the Raksha Gate for two days, then it would be impossible for them to practice the art of soul dispersal. But if Huang Rong was ruthless and completely destroyed his physical body, his soul would not find any sustenance, and he would not know how many more years it would take to cultivate a physical body again and cultivate to his current strength.

He didn't want to fall to this point.

Then all he had to do now was to walk towards Huang Rong obediently and wait for her to fight. She wanted to slap her left cheek, and he could only stretch out her left cheek.

Seeing Ling Bo approaching step by step, the footsteps were as heavy as a thousand catties, but Huang Rong just sneered.

"Today's insult is yours!" Huang Rong said, "You can't blame me, and you can't blame Rakshasa!"

Of course Ling Bo knew what Huang Rong said, but wanted to prevent him from making excuses for revenge in the future, but at this time he could only agree: "What the heroine said, remember the poor way!"

"Very good!" When the voice fell, Huang Rong raised his hand and slapped Ling Bo's face, not too heavy.

She didn't use spiritual power, just used her mortal warrior power.

But after all, she has also practiced the technique of vomiting for so long, and that strength is naturally not something ordinary people can withstand, even if it is the physical body of martial arts or Qidao disciples.

He was knocked to the ground in an instant, but it surprised many disciples of the Rakshasa monastery, thinking of Ling Bo's words, and also believing them to challenge the people of the Shushan list.

"Get here!"

Seeing Ling Bo lying on the ground, Huang Rong yelled, but did not walk over.

Ling Bo felt extremely regretful. He really shouldn't fly to the residence of the Rakshasa Gate without making a report, let alone fly to their main hall. He didn't expect to have more mouths.

Huang Rong beatings again and again, and every time Ling Bo was sent to her side by herself.

Looking at his bloody face, the big brother didn't call to stop, letting her torment him.

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