I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

One thousand one hundred and sixty-three chapters faceless man!

Wei Wei was a little surprised, but quickly stabilized her mind. He has even seen countless second world spirit bodies, let alone you faceless.

Being able to faceless, at least proves that you are still a creature, not a spiritual body, how can this seat be afraid of you?

"Let's talk about it, why are you looking for this seat?" Kunpeng asked calmly.

The faceless man looked at him, but still did not speak.

"If you don't say your purpose, then what is the point of finding this seat here? Isn't it because you are bored with this seat, and come to spend time with this seat?" Kunpeng was a little displeased, "If you are always 7 If you don't speak, I'm going to leave."

He stopped, looked at the Faceless Man, and waited for his reply, but he still didn't wait for anything.

"Go, I'm not talking nonsense with you." Kunpeng said, and got up to leave.

And the speed of the Faceless Man seemed to be really not slow. As soon as Kun Peng was with him, he also followed, and rushed in front of him, blocking his way.

Kunpeng discovered that this weird creature was not only faceless, but also devoid of arms. The whole body, only the trunk and two legs and feet exist. The clothes on his body also exudes a scent of corruption, even in the misty Shushan, Kunpeng feels that he is too different from ordinary people.

It stands to reason that after practicing in the Shu Mountain, no matter what creatures, even if you don't bathe for many years, you can still emit a fairy air instead of a rancid smell.

Could it be that this creature, a creature who died unjustly, found this seat, wanting this seat to avenge him?

Kunpeng thought of this ridiculous conclusion, and immediately denied it, what he is, is Kunpeng, a Kunpeng from ancient times and from the future, but not a warrior in the world. How could he find this seat, how could this seat have such an idea?

"Ask you if you have something, you don't say; this seat is going to leave, and you don't let it, are you going to fight with this seat?" Kunpeng smiled, "The combat power of this seat may not be what you can imagine. Yes, I advise you not to get entangled in this seat."

With that, he wanted to forcefully leave.

But the Faceless Man can also quickly prevent him from leaving, seemingly about to keep up with the bar.

"Do you really want to have a fight with this seat?"

The Faceless Man still did not answer, nor nodded. Kunpeng couldn't help but took a closer look. Oh my god, this man is not only faceless, but only a small part of his head is left. Sensen’s white bones were half-wrapped by a layer of skin, or the skin could not cover his skull, so he had to use a cloth to cover the front part of his head to cover the white bones.

He saw so many ghosts and got along with spirit bodies, but he couldn't help but feel shocked.

Fortunately, he is Kunpeng, not Huang Rong or Mei Chaofeng. If the two of them came here now, wouldn't they be scared to death on the spot.

By the way, in the future, we will try to train their courage and let them see all kinds of terrifying forms, so that they will not be frightened by some weird forms in battle in the future, and they will not be able to exert their strength.

"If you don't speak, you will be deemed to have agreed. Well, this seat is also boring. It just happens to be itchy. Let's practice with you. Come on!"

Kunpeng stepped back and began to gather spiritual power. In the palms of both hands, a group of glowing spiritual power soon appeared.

"Make a move. You don't have an arm. This seat will let you three moves to show fairness. After that, this seat will not use your hands, just use your body, legs, and feet to compete with you."

However, the Faceless Man did not have any preparations to fight.

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