The Age Of Global Cultivation: I Have A Hundredfold Reward

Leng Wuji was completely restrained by the pressure of Dragon King.

He struggled hard, but found it was useless.

Realm First Stage days.

Leng Wuji is unparalleled even in the Nascent Soul period, but in front of the fifth-level monster cultivator, he is also a Little Brother.

No, it should be Sun Thief.

At this moment, Mu Feifan had already got the hint from Dragon King.

As long as you don't kill it, you can do it anyway.

He quickly glanced at Leng Wuji.

At the same time, the friends also stood up.

Everyone could see that Leng Wuji was restrained at this moment.

Not even a little combat power can be used.

Mu Feifan walked over and confronted Leng Wuji.

"Leng Wuji, I didn't expect to be bullied by a Foundation Building cultivator one day." He laughed jokingly.

Leng Wuji seemed to anticipate what the other party would do.

He angrily said: "You cowardly, you dare!"

Snapped!

A clear and pleasant voice sounded.

Mu Feifan raised his arm without hesitation.

The backhand is a slap!

Leng Wuji's left face immediately swelled up high.

"Do you dare to slap me?" Leng Wuji stared at a pair of bull's eyes.

The previous Leng Ao was completely absent.

His face was full of anger and incredible.

It is a huge humiliation to be slapped by a junior!

Mu Feifan smiled and said, "It turns out that a Nascent Soul cultivator like you is still so weak in physical body. You can see blood with just a slap."

The Dragon King next to him nodded in agreement: "The human body of the Human Cultivator, if not specially trained, has always been very weak, especially when it cannot use Spirit Power, it is not much different from ordinary people."

Prime Minister Xuangui stood up and said, "Our monster cultivator has a stronger body."

Dragon King glanced at each other speechlessly.

You are just carrying a big tortoise shell on your back. What is there to be proud of.

"But the wisdom of the human race really cannot be underestimated. Without a powerful body, we can make all kinds of weapons only with wisdom. These weapons are even more powerful than our bodies." Dragon King commented very objectively.

At this time, Leng Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and said, "I have the ability to let the Dragon King release my imprisonment. You are a fake tiger."

Mu Feifan smiled and said, "You are right!"

He raised his hand.

Snapped!

The right half of Leng Wuji's face was also swollen.

At this moment, Leng Wuji, who has always shown his coldness, has plunged in his image.

I didn't talk about the bones of the fairy wind before, anyway, he is also a majestic old man.

Now... it's just like a beggar.

Embarrassed to the extreme.

Unexpectedly, Liu Zhu suddenly stood up and said: "Extraordinary, I want to beat him too."

Leng Wuji stared at Liu Zhu, his eyes exuding horror: "Only you?"

Mu Feifan laughed and said, "Okay, let's go together."

What?

Hearing this, Leng Wuji was dumbfounded.

But Mu Feifan's little friends were all excited and very happy.

Especially those who were kidnapped started gearing up.

Liu Zhu rushed up, slapped down from the sky, and slapped Leng Wuji's forehead fiercely.

"Damn!" Leng Wuji almost fell to the ground.

Liu Zhu yelled: "Brothers, there are grudges and grievances!"

Xiao Yue and the others were oppressed by Leng Wuji all the way, and a bit of resentment was already suffocated in their hearts.

They gathered around.

You punched me and beat Leng Wuji severely.

This time, Leng Wuji was miserable.

The best way to get a gang fight is to squat down and hold your head.

At this moment, this Nascent Soul cultivator did just that.

Zhao Tianba flew out with a kick, and then said out of breath: "This old man is okay. He also knows to hold his head. It seems that he is usually beaten."

Leng Wuji heard it and almost vomited blood.

Depend on!

I was obviously forced by you, okay?

Bang bang bang!

Everyone's hands and feet kept moving.

His fists banged on Leng Wuji's body, making muffled noises.

Gongsun Fengcu was frightened.

He hurriedly said to the Dragon King: "This style of play will not kill you, will it?"

Dragon King smiled slightly: "It's also a Nascent Soul cultivator anyway, not so much."

Leng Wuji was even more depressed.

I am, I am.

In fact, his physical injury was far less severe than the internal injury.

A generation of big cultivator, no matter where they go, they are always respected.

When on the boat, everyone was the only one who looked forward.

Unexpectedly, now, he was beaten up by a group of juniors.

Leng Wuji felt that even if his Spirit Power was restored, he would kill all of these people.

But this shadow cannot be erased.

Will follow myself forever!

Prime Minister Xuangui watched the excitement next to him, muttering to himself: "Hey, the old man Leng is so miserable. At this time, it has manifested the importance of having a tortoise shell."

In the end, it was Dragon King who separated everyone.

The crowd dispersed.

The Leng Wuji in the middle was exposed.

At this moment, seeing Leng Wuji's appearance, everyone took a breath.

Especially Gongsun Fengcu, his mouth couldn't close.

I saw Leng Wuji lying on the ground, his face swollen, and his body dirty.

The beard was pulled off.

It's almost like just crawling out of the trash push.

It's miserable to grandma's house.

"Leng senior, you are still alive...No, are you okay?" Gongsun Fengchu asked cautiously.

Leng Wuji was still lying motionless on the ground, his eyes dull.

The feeling of being abused spread.

At this time, Dragon King said: "I'm sorry, I forgot to untie him."

sweat!

Then, Dragon King withdrew the coercion.

He added anxiously: "Leng Wuji, don't think of revenge for a while, I promised this little friend, at least in the Dragon Palace, you can't hurt them."

Snapped!

Leng Wuji seemed to hear his heartbreaking voice.

He was lying on the ground, still motionless.

That's it!

After being beaten, he can't even retaliate.

What's the point of my cultivation for so many years?

Gongsun Fengcu asked very strangely: "Leng senior, why can't you get up yet?"

For a long time, Leng Wuji only said one sentence: "I want to be alone..."

Gongsun Fengchu was shocked.

It seemed that Leng Wuji was completely stimulated this time.

really!

Pain is easy to treat, but heart disease is hard to treat.

Leng Wuji is too pitiful.

"Poor people must be hateful." Finally, Liu Zhu said another sentence.

puff!

Leng Wuji vomited blood.

This sentence became the last straw that crushed him.

The mentality... collapsed.

At this time, Dragon King said: "Everyone, follow me into the magma of The Underworld."

Mu Feifan said, "I can go down alone with you, and it doesn't make much sense for these people to go down."

Unexpectedly, Dragon King smiled and said, "How about that? I don't worry about them staying on it."

Mu Feifan said nothing.

So far, it can only be so.

Everyone realized that the attitude of Dragon King to them just now was too good.

So that they almost forgot that the real boss is not Prime Minister Xuangui, nor Leng Wuji.

It was the Dragon King with a gentle smile on his face.

Mu Feifan: "Okay, I'll lead the way, you guys follow."

Dragon King smiled faintly, and a sly light flashed in his eyes: "Then trouble little friend."

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