My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

His nostrils were still pointing up to the sky, but he used to point his nose up while standing, but now he was lying down with his nose pointing up. His eyes were confused and confused. He must have been completely blinded by that slap. Only his limbs were still twitching.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have dared to believe that a powerful man who was at the peak of the second level of Emperor Saint and only one step away from the third level of Emperor Saint would be slapped like this. The person who took action was still a young man in his twenties.

Looking at Ye Yunji who was standing in front of Gu Fenghua and the others with a relaxed expression, as if he were strolling in a garden, everyone's minds were as chaotic and blank as He Yandao's.

Even Gu Fenghua and others were shocked. They were right. Although He Yandao's cultivation was strong, it was far from the level of Duan Qingyun and Changsun Luocang. Although they were suppressed by some, their holy energy was not completely inoperable, so when he struck a palm Taking the photo, several people were already ready to draw their swords and take action.

However, Ye Yunji took action before them.

I had thought before that even if Ye Yunji, both Emperor Saints, could not defeat He Yandao and Hong Yuanan, as long as he was around, they would still have no problem escaping. It's just that because of his special bloodline, skills, and supreme origin, they were wary and unwilling to let him take action casually.

Who knew that when Ye Yunji actually took action, it would be so terrifying! That was a strong man at the peak of the second level of Emperor Saint. He was so vulnerable in front of him that he was slapped to the ground.

I know you are strong, but you don't need to be like this. At this moment, even Gu Fenghua felt a little bit deeply shocked.

"Does this count as pretending to be struck by lightning?" Luo Enen released his fingers holding the hilt of the sword, tilted his head and looked at He Yandao who was still thrashing on the ground, and asked in a low voice.

"People have been slapped like this, so stop making sarcastic remarks. Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is our traditional virtue in Wuji Holy Heaven." Gu Fenghua said righteously.

The words were pleasant to hear, but the smile was unusually brisk, and the words "joy over misfortune" were barely written on his face. Respecting the old and loving the young depends on who is good or not. There are many people in the world who do not respect the old and do not respect them. Not only do they become bad as they get older, but there are also many bad people who get older. If others don't like to persuade, why should she respect her elders?

"Yeah, look at how pitiful people are when they are so old and have their teeth knocked out. Let's stop making sarcastic remarks." Fatty Bai agreed. He said it was pitiful, but there was no trace of sympathy on his face, and his smile almost reached his ears.

"Amitabha..." Ye Wuse rarely remembered his identity as a Buddhist disciple, proclaimed the Buddha's name with compassion, and then said with sincerity, "Well, you have to be compassionate as a person. Look at how big a life other people have. It’s not easy to reach such a level of cultivation at this age. It’s pitiful enough to be injured like this. Even the teeth were knocked out, so stop making sarcastic remarks. By the way, look at these teeth, how nice and white they are. I don’t know how to maintain it. At our age, it’s rare to have such good teeth. When he wakes up later, I’ll ask him what he used to brush these teeth and how they are so well maintained.”

At the beginning, the eminent monk Ye looked very compassionate, but why did he become more excited as time went on?

Next to him, Luo Enen was already a black line: You have the nerve to ask me not to say sarcastic words, but you don't say sarcastic words, you just add salt to other people's wounds and poke knives.