Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 66—Disgrace your face and return to your home.

It was said that the boy named Yu Wei did not speak. Instead, the square-faced disciple named Zhao Qian stood behind him. His little boy’s eyes were like an eagle, and he looked at Jing Yunyu coldly, in an interrogative manner. The tone of the voice: "Just, Hao Fei is not killed by you?"

Although Jing Yunzhen does not want these troubles to come, let alone his physical injuries have not healed, and naturally he does not want to conflict with others, but since both sides have already met, and the other party has spoken to himself in this tone, then he Jing Yunyi will never pretend to be a grandson.

So, he smiled coldly: "Even if I said that I am not killing, you probably will not believe it?"

"Bad boy, you will recognize it when you have it."

The short fat man is furious.

The hatred of that day, he was engraved in the heart, and every time he remembered, he hated his teeth.

"Acknowledge? Acknowledge? Hao Fei did not return from the Great Wilderness Mountains. Why do you think he is dead? And even if he is really dead, why do you say that I killed? If you can take out my killing Hao I am free to dispose of the evidence of the fee."

Anyway, Hao Fei is not killed by Jing Yun. He died in the hands of Zuo Qingfeng. These people can't get any evidence anyway.

"Small beast, you can't think about it. I agreed to meet with the thin brother, but now he hasn't appeared yet, it is enough to show that he was killed. You must give it to me anyway today, give us an account of Qing Xuanzong."

The short fat man is not unreasonable.

"Hey, it seems that the last time I shot is still too light, you will be so arrogant, good, very good, this is not to give any explanation today, and nothing can be explained to anyone, I have to see See how you can take me?"

Jing Yunxiao is also really a bit angry.

Originally, for the short fat man and other people, he did not have a good feeling. The last time he took the lesson to teach the short fat man, it was nothing more than this short fat man looking for himself. Now this short fat man is still so chattering, then he is not a vegetarian.

Even though he is not wounded now, he is more than enough to be a disciple of the three-fourths of the martial arts. Even the five heavy fighters can easily fight. That is to say, in front of these people, except for Yu Wei, the rest of the people They are not in the eyes at all, and even if it is the shot of Yu Wei, he also uses the nine secluded rushes to quickly get out.

"Toasting, not eating and drinking fine wine. Master Yu Wei, this kid is only a member of the two-armed martial arts in the area, even dare to ignore us, we can sit down and ignore, let the younger brother take the shot, let him teach him, he does not Admit it, then hit him to admit it. If he is hard, then he will pick off his ribs and tendons. I will see when this kid can support."

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Qian’s eyes on Jing Yun’s eyes were always full of disdain.

He is a dual-armed martial artist who can easily solve it with a finger a few years ago.

Jing Yunzhen is in his eyes, naturally nothing.

In this regard, Yu Wei still did not speak, just nodded lightly.

Perhaps in his eyes, Jing Yun Qiu did not let him open the qualifications.

"Master Zhao Qian, you have to be careful. This kid is very different. The last time I was taken lightly, I only took his way."

The short fat man suffered from it. Naturally, he did not look at Zhao Qian. He looked at Jing Yunqi. He knew that Zhao Qian was also a four-armed warrior, so he carefully reminded him.

Which Zhao Qian did not appreciate it at all, but also yelled at a short fat man: "You still have a face to say that even a secular kid in the secular world can't cope with it. My face of Qingyunzong is lost by you. It is."

After listening to the short fat man, his head immediately went down and he had no face to see anyone.

Zhao Qian stepped closer to Jing Yunxiao, holding a large knife, and a pair of Jingyun’s remorse for life.

This makes people around the world can not help but cast a sympathy for Jing Yunzhen.

"Who is that kid? Who dared to offend the disciples?"

"It is estimated that there is a wild boy who doesn't know how to be tall. Most of these people will die on the streets because of their own self-reliance."

"Look, the disciple has to do it, and the kid is absolutely going to be miserable."

There are many people talking.

When these sounds were introduced into Jing Yun's ears, Jing Yun's ignorance did not affect him. Instead, he looked at Zhao Qian as he came.

As for Zhao Qian, the surrounding arguments undoubtedly aroused his disdain for Jing Yunzhen. When he was less than half a meter away from Jing Yun’s body, he slashed toward Jing Yun’s right shoulder. Dismissed the right hand of Jingyun’s right hand.

In fact, he has already begun to accept the people around him waiting for his awe and sly look.

Kejing Yunxiao smiled lightly and said: "Whether you want to hurt me? Or go back to your Qingyunzong to play mud."

While talking, Jing Yun霄 extended his right hand against the sharp knife that was opposite.

To be exact, only **** were extended.

And it stretches very casually, very calm.

This scene can not help but let everyone show off the laughter.

Use a simple body finger to block the iron knife?

Crazy.

Isn't this equal to the right hand?

But everyone's sneer has not yet emerged, and everyone's expression is already fierce.

Because at this moment, Zhao Qian’s big knife suddenly stopped in the air, and he did not go down to Jing Yun’s body for half a minute.

The reason is that Jing Yun's **** hold the big knife firmly in the air.

Yes, I used **** to hold the blade of the sharp edge.

"Snapped."

This is not over yet.

At the time of all the shocks, Jing Yunyi moved again, this time moving his left hand.

Suddenly slammed into the face of Zhao Qian’s face, Zhao Qian has not returned to the gods, the whole person was smashed a 360-degree side flip, leaving a face Five very glaring finger prints.

"What? What is going on?"

Everyone is shocking.

They used to almost recognize that the specific loss was Jingyun, so that it was incredible to see this very different result.

Moreover, Jing Yunyi's revision is obviously two levels lower than Zhao Qian.

Jing Yun's flesh and blood hand clearly cut the meat into mud in front of the big knife.

But why is the ultimate worries not Jingyun, but Zhao Qian?

"This...this is impossible..."

The most unacceptable one is undoubtedly Zhao Qian, who was shackled on the ground and his face was burning.

Before, he was still a waste, and he lost the face of Qingyunzong. Now, what about him? More powerful than the short fat man, the fierce attack was resolved by the other two fingers, and then it was swept away? Isn't this more red, shameless naked?

Lose your face and throw it into your home.