Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

"NIMA!"

Longche almost didn't burst out.

Originally, I thought this guy was benevolent and righteous and considered the problem from the standpoint of the sect. Now it seems that she thought more.

"In that case, you owe a beating..."

Long Che was extremely disappointed. The disciple of Kaishan sect really didn't see one that he could like.

"Don't worry, as long as you beat this boy up, I will naturally intercede with you when the leader is there."

Song Teng patted his chest and promised.

As the eldest martial brother of Kaishan sect, he has a high status. Many disciples want to show him in front of him in order to get the attention of the sect.

"Thank you, elder martial brother. Today I'm Feng Li. I'm sure to beat this boy up. I don't even know his mother!"

Feng Li's eyes suddenly narrowed, emitting a cold luster, staring at long Che like a poisonous snake.

"Little bastard! Today..."

Feng Li's voice was still in decline. Suddenly, a crisp slap rang out. All of a sudden, everyone was startled!

Because the sound of slapping is so loud that some people even suspect that it is not a sound of slapping at all, because if it is true, I'm afraid the face of the beaten person will be slapped off!

The fact is that when everyone followed the sound of slapping and found the source of the sound, they found that Feng Li, who originally planned to do it, actually stood in place with his hands covering his cheeks, his eyes turned white, and seemed to be blindfolded

A moment later, the burning pain on his face came into his mind, followed by a sad wail.

Ah

Feng Li's half face was swollen into a pig's head. With his hobby, his mouth opened, and several teeth flowed out with the blood.

All the disciples around were stunned.

They didn't even find out who just slapped Feng Li in the face!

Feng Li, the party concerned, was stunned for a moment. The pain made him angry. He wanted to tear up longche directly!

"How dare you attack me! You little bastard..."

"Pa!"

Feng Li didn't finish his second sentence. Suddenly, the other half of his face was solid and slapped.

That sentence didn't finish, he was slapped back by this slap.

"Didn't I attack you this time? Did I attack you again?"

Long Che held his arms and looked at the scene with interest. The swollen pig head was beaten symmetrically by him. A fresh pig head came out of the oven.

"Damn it!"

Feng Li's whole head was swollen, a circle bigger than before, and almost all his teeth fell off. The pain in his heart was brewing into a deep hatred, which he could no longer bear!

"Shit!"

When he was beaten like that, he couldn't speak clearly. As soon as Feng Li stepped on the earth, the breath of level 8 war disciples radiated a few feet around.

His accomplishments are good among the disciples of Kaishan sect. Seeing that he is so angry at this moment, many disciples retreat far away for fear of being affected by his anger and suffering unnecessary harm.

"I will not kill you today and swear not to be a man!"

Feng Li was ashamed and angry. He waved his hands and hung flags in front of him. Finally, he formed an overwhelming net and shrouded his head against longche.

"A snare to kill!"

Feng Li seems to have forgotten the pain. At this moment, his eyes are full of hatred. His skills are also very powerful. Looking at a group of disciples around him, he opened his mouth in shock.