Immortal Palace

The third elder was kicked in the mouth, and the cursing voice was swallowed back into his stomach. The third elder's already angry mood became even more angry, and his expression became even more gloomy.

Because the third elder knew very well that now that the fat man was pressing on him, the one who could step on his face with a shoehorn would definitely not be the fat man.

One of our own!

The one who kicked him in the face must be one of his own!

When the shoehorn was removed, he looked in the direction in which it was moved and found a slightly apologetic look looking at him.

"Sorry, there was a mistake..."

The First Elder looked at the angry eyes of the Third Elder and said apologetically: "I wanted to kick his head, but I didn't expect that his head turned away and the kick missed..."

Together, he missed the fat man and kicked himself in the face instead? The third elder felt that he was really unlucky!

Immediately afterwards, the third elder had no time to think too much, because another shoehorn was kicked down on his face. Looking at the falling shoehorn, the third elder immediately ducked his head to avoid being kicked in the face again. end.

only..

Snapped!

The third elder was hiding on the other side. Before he had time to see what happened, the fat man slapped the third elder hard on the face. Although it didn't hurt, there was no pain at all, but this feeling made The third elder was very unhappy.

"Get him away first, let me get up, and let's beat him together!" A cursing voice came from the mouth of the third elder.

Why can you stand and beat people, but I can only lie at the bottom and get beaten? We are all in the same group, and I can beat people too!

At the beginning, the third elder was still thinking that he would hold the fat man in his arms, so that the great elder and others could perform as much as they wanted. However, he did not expect that while the great elder and others were performing as much as they wanted, they would not be able to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy?

Therefore, now the third elder also wants to stand up, and does not want to be pressed to the ground and rubbed by the fat man.

However, in this chaotic situation, everyone was thinking about beating the fat man for a while, and did not hear the request sent by the third elder. Even if they heard it, they did not want to pay attention.

Now the situation is very clear. Fatty understands that two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. Therefore, in this situation, just stare at one person and beat him. Since the third elder has been chosen by Fatty, let's continue to choose the third elder. No one wants to be pinned down by a fat man.

The third elder shouted at the bottom. While the fat man was being beaten in the middle, there were also curses coming out of his mouth. As for the first elder and others standing above, they were also being beaten while roaring sounds came out of their mouths.

The scene was very chaotic for a time!

"I'm telling you, I'm a person who likes the soft and not the hard. Since you want to be strong-willed, let me show you what I can do!"

"Don't worry, although you are the first, you are definitely not the last. I will take care of you first, and then I will take care of the rest of you!"

"Hahaha..."

...

Rampant laughter came from the fat man's mouth, mainly because there was no life safety problem at all. The fat man also risked his life. He was not the only one who was embarrassed. If you really want to talk about it, the great elder and others were even more embarrassed.

Therefore, it can be said that the fat man now feels at ease when doing such a thing!

In fact, Fatty has already thought about it. He will not let any of the monks of Dao Zong go. Although he cannot kill them, he will disgust them into submission!

For a fat man who has received higher education, when it comes to the means of making people sick, the monks in the Nine Heavens Realm, no matter whether their cultivation level is high or low, are not enough.

Bang bang bang...

Six or seven people beat Fatty together, and even the Great Elder went all out. Although they could not cause any harm to Fatty, the anger in their hearts needed to be vented in this way.

"Come on, let's get together!" The fat man pressed hard against the third elder and rubbed him, growling sounds coming from his mouth.

The elder and others who were standing behind and beating the fat man were stunned for a moment after hearing the fat man's roar.

"Didn't we go up together?"

All the sword sect monks had doubts in their hearts. They were all beating up the fat man together. Why did the fat man ask everyone to come together?

Everyone's eyes focused on the third elder at the bottom at the same time.

It seems... everyone did not beat up the fat man together...

The third elder did go together, but the third elder was not the one who beat the person, but the one who was beaten!

"It seems that we didn't go together..." the sixth elder said.

"No matter, let's subdue him first!" The great elder said, "Is it important whether we go together?"

When everyone heard the words of the great elder, they thought about it. It seemed that it was not important whether they should go together. The most important thing was to deal with this fat man who was like meat on a hob first!

"First Elder, Sixth Elder, please get me out first. This fat man is really too strong. I'm suffocating down there!" Another voice came from the third elder's mouth asking for help.

This time, everyone heard the third elder's cry for help, but they were used to it and just pretended not to hear it. The main reason was that after rescuing the third elder, Fatty would definitely catch another person and beat him up.

Who to arrest?

Everyone didn't know, and no one wanted to be the next third elder to be beaten, so let the third elder stay down there for now. When they subdued the fat man, the third elder would naturally come out.

"Keep beating him!" the great elder ordered.

Bang bang bang...

Next, there was another burst of punches and kicks. The strong men of the Sword Sect were venting their anger. Most of the punches and kicks fell on the fat man, while a small number still fell on the third elder.

The third elder also saw everyone's plan and knew that he was responsible for this matter, so he stopped talking and grabbed the fat man tightly so that everyone could attack the fat man better.

Of course, the most important thing is to let everyone's fists and kicks fall on you as little as possible. You can't be beaten by your own people when you are beaten by the fat man, right?

The fat man was even more ruthless. With the strength of his size, he pressed the third elder tightly, preventing the third elder from moving at all. He was even able to free up one hand to attack the third elder continuously.

Therefore, in this chaotic battle, it looked like several members of the Sword Sect were attacking Fatty alone. In fact, the third elder at the bottom was the most aggrieved. Not only did he act as a human cushion for Fatty, he was also attacked by his own people.

Although there was no physical trauma, the third elder's mind was covered with scars!

"What are you doing?"

Just as everyone was struggling with each other endlessly, a sound of shouting and cursing suddenly reached everyone's ears. Everyone raised their heads and saw a figure appearing outside the prison. Everyone was familiar with this figure!