Ninth Netherworld Celestial Emperor

Chapter 501 "My Dad Is Xin Aotian"

Shi Feng still looked indifferently at the young master, Jin Mo looked at the tall black figure with broad shoulders again, just now, when someone bullied him and insulted him, it was this person who shot for him Go out on your own.

Shi Feng looked at the violent Shen Yuan there, and said in a cold tone, "One, you shoot at the white tiger with your bow, now you kneel and thank my white tiger. Second, you just insulted me Friends, cut your tongue! "

kneel down? Self-cutting tongue? "I cut your old girl!" Shen Yuan yelled as hard as he could, and then, like a wild beast, seemed to have lost his mind. Just then, Shen Hui's claws broke out. The cyan lightning flashed around the claws, and the current flowed, making a crackling sound.

"Young master! Kill!" Seeing his young master rushing out, the three strong men behind him also flew up and swooped down towards Shi Feng. Out, a huge fist shadow appeared, banging fiercely towards Shi Feng.

Another brave man burst into flames above his hands, and then banged his hands against his chest, the flames rushed up, turned into a large flame, and chopped down towards Shi Feng.

The last strong man kicked his legs while flying, kicking out a stream of air to form a wind blade, dense and dense, sweeping like a storm, as if to cut Shi Feng's body to pieces.

"Hmm!" Looking at the attack of the three strong men from Wu Zongjing, the attack came, containing the power of Wu Zong, but in the face of these attacks, Shi Feng sneered in disdain, and then Shi Feng third Only the black Corrupted Evil Eye opened, and a gush of corrosive black mist spewed into the air.

The fierce attack of three strong men of Wu Zongjing was immediately swallowed and cleaned under the scorching and corrosive black mist of Shi Feng. The faces of three strong men of Wu Zongjing immediately appeared full of horror. Color.

Immediately afterwards, the corrosive black mist spewing from Shi Feng condensed into three huge black mist swords in midair, like three large black pillars, and bombarded towards those three impacts.

"This!" The three strong men, looking at the three strange and mysterious black fog swords that blasted at themselves, reached them in an instant, and the three strong men issued a panic voice: "No!"

Before the words fell, the three-handed Fog Sword had penetrated the bodies of three strong men, devouring almost their entire bodies, leaving only one head with wide eyes and a look of terror showing outside.

However, time seemed to freeze, and the terrified expression on those three skull faces was motionless. Immediately after, the scarlet blood color changed from the three black fog swords into three long blood lines, flying towards Shi Feng, flying into Shi Feng's palm, and being swallowed by Shi Feng.

And the three skulls exposed soon dried up as if they had lost moisture.

Shi Feng killed three strong men in Wuzong Realm. It was a long story, but it was only in a flash. Even the mad young master Shen Yuan did not realize that the subordinates behind him had undergone huge changes. He continued to be like a beast, his claws shone with blue thunder, and flung fiercely towards Shi Feng.

"Slap!" Suddenly, a crisp and crisp sound rang again on this mountain. When the young master Shen Yuan was approaching Shi Feng, he suddenly had a white palm print in the air beside Shen Yuan's left face. Appeared, then fanned down fiercely towards Shen Yuan's left face.

"Ah!" Screaming again in pain, shouting from Shen Yuan's mouth, Shen Yuan's body was once again fanned backwards and flew out, and on his left face, there was also a right Five-finger palm prints with flushed faces.

But this time, Shen Yuan had lost his good life like that before, and his subordinate strong man caught it after flying upside down, and "Sheng" made a sound, and Shen Yuan's body fell heavily on the ground. " Ah! "Shen Yuan, the spoiled young master, once again sent out a painful scream, and then his falling body stirred up the dust on the ground.

"Ahem! Ahem!" In the dust, Shen Yuan coughed loudly, "vomit!" And a vomiting sound.

The cool breeze from the hilltop blew away the diffused dust, revealing the figure with a gray head and dirt face lying on the ground.

"Cough! Cough! Spit!" Shen Yuan continued to cough while lying on the ground, and then a spit of blood vomited from his mouth, staining the blue samurai costume in front of him, staining his chest. Flushed.

At this moment, Master Shen Huicheng seems to have lost his previous pride, but is like a beggar who has been **** ed.

But just when Shen Yuan went mad, when the **** subordinates died, his lying body looked up slightly. Shen Yuan saw that in the void, there were three huge black fog swords, and the three handle fog Above the sword, three heads were suspended, and then the three heads seemed to be alive, moving slightly, and slowly turned towards Shen Yuan.

"Ah! Ah! This is it!" Shen Yuan's face was full of dirty dirt, and a frightening scare appeared, and he made a terrifying scream, he saw it. . He saw the three heads turning over the black mist sword, three dry and dry heads, like dead bodies.

The three dry heads were obviously his three subordinates and the three strong men.

"How .. What's going on! How could you be like this! You!" Shen Yuan suddenly realized something, and his eyes moved down to the white tiger, the black figure, the indifferent face.

"Roar!" Bai Hu growled, then took Shi Feng and Jin Mo, and walked step by step toward the young master Shen Yuan.

"You ... you ... what do you want to do!" Shen Yuan held his half body on the ground with both hands, and then saw Bai Hu approaching, with his hands and feet, crawling towards the rear.

"Are you scared?" Shi Feng said coldly, looking at Shen Yuan who was moving backwards, and immediately thought, the three black fog swords in the void disappeared.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Three sounds, the three dried heads, without the support of the black fog sword, quickly dropped to the ground and rolled away on the ground.

Looking at his three living subordinates, only three rolling dry heads were left at the moment. Shen Yuan swallowed a spit, his head slowly raised again, his eyes moved slowly upward, and he looked again. To Shi Feng above Bai Hu, he said:

"You! You can't kill me! Kill me, you must not be able to survive. My father, Shen Aoxin, is only my son. If you kill me, even if you run to the ends of the earth, my father will not let you go. of!"

"Ben Shao has not said to kill you, you waste like this, kill you! Ben Shao feels dirty hands!" Shi Feng said coldly, looking at Shen Yuan, which is no different from a stray dog.

"but.."

(There is another chapter, the meeting will be late, it is estimated that it is 2-3 o'clock! Little friends are going to bed, don't stay up late, see it tomorrow! Also, thank you for your blessing!)

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