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"Otherwise, what do you think?" Dean Leihong looked at Yatian and said, "Don't you think that the emperor is the cabbage on the street? How much do you want?"

"So for so many years, it's impossible to have no more than ten emperors." Ya Tian said with a puzzled face.

"Oh, that's true." Dean Leihong nodded and slowly said, "I'm talking about the existence of this world now, and those that have ascended or fallen have been removed."

"What shall I say..." Yatian nodded with satisfaction.

"What are you talking about?" Dean Lei Hong was puzzled when he heard Yatian's words.

"I'm just saying that the emperor can't be that few." Ya Tian looked at Dean Lei Hong and replied with a grin.

"Yes, when I didn't ask." Dean Lei Hong said helplessly.

when!

Patriarch Sun slashed the candle dragon spear with a backhand, making a crisp sound.

"Boy, I advise you to stop struggling. You can't be my opponent." Patriarch Sun looked at Jiang Zhou and said coldly again.

"Cut, do you think I believe it?" Jiang Zhou smiled, panting slightly, and said: "You just scratched your mouth today, and I can't surrender!"

"Boy, why are you so stubborn? Your life is almost gone, does it make sense to jump around?" Patriarch Sun frowned, looking at Jiang Zhou and said in a deep voice.

Jiang Zhou sneered when he heard the words, and then said: "My little master, there is no surrender of these two words in my dictionary, so you are in vain to persuade me, let's save it."

"My life is almost gone, and my mouth is hard." Patriarch Sun looked at Jiang Zhou with a cold snort, and said in a deep voice, "If you take the initiative to follow me today, I might let you go, otherwise...hehe, you will die. Come here!"

"Let me go? Do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "Just like you, if I take the initiative to go with you, I guess you have to think of a hundred ways to kill you. I!"

"Hahaha, you know it!" Patriarch Sun laughed, and at the same time he kept pressing his red sword against Jiang Zhou with his arm, "But if you surrender actively, I can make you die a little bit more easily. You can be assured."

"No need!" Jiang Zhou whispered: "Little master's own life, when is it your turn to dictate?"

"I don't know what's wrong!" Patriarch Sun's eyes glared, and he shouted angrily. At the same time, he pressed his arm against Jiang Zhou fiercely, "Then you die for me now!"

"Ho!" Jiang Zhou shouted in a low voice, gritted his teeth to withstand the attack of Patriarch Sun.

But the tip of the knife shone with cold light and pressed towards him bit by bit.

The disciples of Tianjing College all squeezed a cold sweat, worrying for Jiang Zhou.

The people in the Sun family were extremely excited. They were beaten so miserably because of Jiang Zhou. If Jiang Zhou died, they would have a bad breath.

"Boy, I see how you live." Sun Qinglong sneered, staring at Jiang Zhou and said: "As long as you die, that restaurant will be owned by me. I can eat whatever I want! You need to be arrogant! ?"

Sun Erye sighed, shook his head slightly and said nothing.

"Big brother! Hold on! Pack up that old and disrespectful thing!" Ya Tian suddenly shouted towards Jiang Zhou.

"Who do you say is the old and disrespectful? Who do you call the old thing?" Patriarch Sun suddenly turned his head and looked at Yatian with a low voice.

"Whoever agrees will say whoever..." Yatian smiled, and said indifferently.

"Boy, you have your share of insulting my son, right." Patriarch Sun looked at Yatian and said coldly, "Don't worry...When I kill him, I will take your dog's life!"

"Don't worry about me now." Yatian sneered, waved his hand and said, "You should worry about yourself first."

"Worry about myself?" Patriarch Sun was taken aback for a moment, and asked aloud with a puzzled face.

"Old dog... still dare to distract?" Jiang Zhou seized the opportunity to give a low voice, and the candle dragon spear struck the ground with his arms, leaped up and flew his leg straight at Patriarch Sun's head.

"Boy...you...um!"

Patriarch Sun didn't finish speaking, he was kicked back by Jiang Zhou abruptly, and he staggered back two steps.

"Huh..." Jiang Zhou landed and let out a breath.

"Boy, do you dare to kick me in the head?" Patriarch Sun glared at Jiang Zhou and shouted in a deep voice.

"What? Can't it be kicked?" Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"No kick! You are insulting me, understand? Insult me!" Patriarch Sun looked at Jiang Zhou and shouted, "In Tianjing City, no one has ever dared to insult me ​​like this!"

"Hahaha, isn't it because you haven't met me before." Jiang Zhou laughed, then said, "Isn't there anymore this time? It can be regarded as making up for a major shortcoming in your life, don't thank me , This is what I should do."

"Presumptuous, too presumptuous!" Patriarch Sun gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "You are simply...too presumptuous!"

"My ears are so good, you don't need to repeat it so many times." Jiang Zhou curled his lips, and then said: "Just say it once and you're done, why, does that seem to be very imposing for you?"

Patriarch Sun also took a sigh of relief, calmed down his mood, and said softly: "You can't be angry... You can't be angry..."

"You have to vent it," Jiang Zhou directly interrupted Patriarch Sun's self-talk, and slowly said: "If you are angry, you have to vent it. You can't keep it in your heart. It's bad for your health, understand? "

"You're right! I will vent it! You go to my death!" Patriarch Sun yelled fiercely, "Flame Knife!"

As Patriarch Sun's voice fell, the red sword in his hand was violently burning with a raging flame, and in that flame, there seemed to be a phantom of another knife.

"What's going on?" Jiang Zhou squeezed his eyes hard, but didn't understand what was going on.

"No need to watch! You die!" Patriarch Sun shouted angrily, swiping a red sword and slashed towards Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou felt that he could not work hard, his eyes fixed on Patriarch Sun's movements, and then he seized the opportunity to dodge and avoid.

The red sword wiped Jiang Zhou's nose and chopped it over, and Jiang Zhou's face was hurt by the flame on the sword.

Click...Boom!

Jiang Zhou saw that the red sword in Patriarch Sun's hand smashed into the ground, and then the phantom in the flames slashed again, causing a violent explosion.

"I'm going, can I still play like this?" Jiang Zhou was slightly startled, secretly happy that he hadn't made it hard just now, otherwise he might have been hacked out.

"Boy, hiding pretty fast." Patriarch Sun turned to look at Jiang Zhou and let out a low voice: "I just don't know, can you keep hiding!"