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The Donghuang Bell suddenly rose into the sky. Xiao Chen opened his right hand, held the bottom of the Donghuang Bell, shouted loudly, and swept Song Que across the sky.
Song Que was horrified. He kept attacking the Donghuang Bell, but when he saw that Xiao Chen still had no response, he had already stretched out his inertia. He was still thinking that as long as he struck again, he would be able to get Xiao Chen out completely.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of the blue, Xiao Chen would rush towards him with the bell in hand, and his body would fall rapidly. Before he had time to react, Xiao Chen was photographed out with a bang.
The huge recoil force swatted Song Que back like a fly, spat out a mouthful of hot blood in the air, and landed straight on the ground.
Many disciples from the inner sect who came after hearing the sound of the bell saw this incredible scene as soon as they stood firm.
A low-level great martial artist beat a peak martial arts king until he vomited blood. It's really hard to figure out what's going on here.
This mouthful of hot blood is actually just the energy and blood that Song Que has been suppressing. From the first blow, Song Que has not removed the backlash force from the Donghuang Bell.
He just relied on his own realm to suppress it. He chopped nearly a thousand knives on the Donghuang Bell, and the suppressed energy in his body had fallen to a very terrifying level.
If suppressed for a long time, it will cause hidden diseases in his body, so spitting out this mouthful of hot blood directly made Song Que feel very comfortable physically.
But although his body felt better, his heart became more and more unhappy. Song Que looked at the crowds of people who were still coming around him, his heart felt like a knife, and he secretly thought that he would lose all his dignity today.
The dignified master of a peak was actually forced into such a state of embarrassment by a junior. This joke was a bit too big.
As the saying goes, it¡¯s better to break a kid than to throw a kid. Song Que¡¯s mood has completely calmed down. Anyway, it¡¯s already like this. As long as he can kill this person, there is no need to talk about morality.
Seeing Xiao Chen coming with the bell, Song Que knew the strangeness of the Donghuang Bell. He had already lost all his dignity, and didn't care if he lost a little more, so he didn't choose to fight hard.
Relying on his own speed advantage, he quickly avoided Xiao Chen's attack, and everyone saw another incredible sight.
A low-level great martial artist, holding an incomplete secret treasure, crushed a peak martial king and ran around, and for a moment he was incomparable glory.
Seeing everyone pointing and pointing, Song Que had no expression on his face and looked at Xiao Chen with cold eyes. Without any expression, he easily avoided Xiao Chen's attack.
Xiao Chen also knew what Song Que was thinking. He just wanted to wait until his energy was exhausted before giving him a decisive blow.
Anyway, he had already given up everything, and Xiao Chen also knew what the outcome would be. He held the Donghuang Bell and said with a smile: "Song Que, your father will really give you a name. He knows that you are wicked, heartless, and calcium-deficient, so I¡¯ll bring you some.¡±
"What are you running for? How dare you, the majestic master of a peak, not even me, a low-level martial artist like me, dare to fight openly?"
"Weren't you very majestic just now? Why are you like a coward now, hiding and hiding for as long as you want?"
"I'll bear it, let's see how long you can keep calling. Song Que felt aggrieved, but he didn't fall for Xiao Chen's deception. If he really attacked now.
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It¡¯s better to let him be proud now, and when his vitality is extinguished, when he is tortured, let him kneel down and beg for mercy. Life is worse than death.
"Who is this kid! How can he be so arrogant and dare to talk to Song Que like this?"
"This boy seems to be Liu Ruyue's new disciple, named Ye Chen. He only has the cultivation level of a low-grade great martial artist."
"Liu Ruyue is already crazy enough, but I didn't expect this kid to be even crazier than Liu Ruyue. Sure enough, any kind of master will make the same kind of apprentice."
These inner disciples of Tian Sword Pavilion all have some discernment, and naturally they will not be stupid enough to think that Xiao Chen can defeat King Wu and force Song Que to run around.
There must be a reason they didn't know, and Song Que was very relaxed and didn't panic at all. But even so, everyone still admired Xiao Chen's courage.
"If this kid can survive today, he will definitely become famous in the entire Tiandao Pavilion. It seems that there hasn't been such a lively thing in Tiandao Pavilion for a long time."
"Yes, a disciple who has just entered the mountain gate for a few months actually dares to challenge the master of a peak. This is also true in the history of Tiandao Pavilion. It is unprecedented and unprecedented."
? ?Not only did he block his attack, but he also lifted him up. This was so unreasonable.
Song Que calmed down, took a deep breath, raised his upper body in the air, and performed a difficult sit-up movement, then slashed Xiao Chen's head with the thick knife in his hand.
Ao Jiao struck Song Que on the wrist with her palm. Song Que felt his arm go numb, and the thick-backed knife swayed and fell to the ground.
Snapped!
Ao Jiao slapped Song Que with his right hand, who was doing it in the air. The force of this slap was so huge that Song Que's body was immediately slapped back, with five clear handprints printed on his right face.
This slap was so loud that it knocked out all the surrounding disciples of the Tiandao Pavilion. It also completely blinded Song Que.
"What's going on? I've endured it for so long. Aren't I just waiting for the kid to run out of energy and torture him to death?"
"Why did I just have a kick, and the situation changed again? He, a low-level martial artist, lifted me up and slapped me in the face.
I am the peak Martial King, this is impossible!
Song Que roared angrily, stood up again, turned his palm into a sword, brought up a gust of wind, and slashed towards Xiao Chen's neck.
Snapped! Ao Jiao slapped Song Que directly on the left side of his face with another backhand. This slap not only made his cheek swell, but also knocked away the vitality in his body.
"You little beast! Let me go quickly, or your life will be worse than death!" Song Que roared in pain, trying hard with his right foot to free Yao Jiao's right hand.
" But the delicate thumb pinched his ankle, a very strange place, which made the surging vitality of his body never stay in the meridians above his thigh.
Ao Jiao snorted coldly and said: "You still dare to speak harshly, you don't know whether to live or die!"
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
His right hand kept slapping Song Que. Song Que's head was like a wavy drum, swaying from side to side, and his face was swollen like a balloon. He was as pitiful as he could be.
For a moment, everyone at the foot of the mountain opened their mouths in shock, looking at all this in disbelief. Under the foot of the mountain, there was only the sound of slaps, which kept echoing. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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