"What do you want?"

"What are you? Is there a part to talk about here?"

When Shi Feng's voice just sounded, a cold drink came out from the mouth of the junior brother of the Seventh Heavenly Realm of the True God.

In their opinion, Shi Feng, who is in the sixth level of the True God's Heavenly Realm, naturally has no qualifications to speak.

Shi Feng grinned, and he didn't say anything else next.

"Beauty, how do you solve the problem of hurting my junior brother?"

At this time, the senior brother Zhen smiled and asked Jian Tong again.

"Then, how do you think of me to solve it?" Jian Tong asked Senior Brother Zhen with a charming voice.

This voice and tone made the four men in front of me feel itchy.

This... is such a slutty little hoof!

When Jian Tong said that to those people, he glanced at Shi Feng beside him.

She deliberately wanted to speak to other men in such a tone to make her angry Shi Feng.

Who made this guy think of other women in his heart?

It's really abominable!

However, Jian Tong discovered that the person around him was indifferent!

"It's so annoying." Jian Tong said angrily again.

The senior brother Zhen smiled even harder and said to Jiantong:

"If you want to solve this problem, it is actually very simple. Hand over your mount, and then you enter our spiritual ship and have a few drinks with us brothers, and then you can do it!"

"It's really, I'm looking for death!" The giant black centipede was also paying attention to the movements on her back as she quickly broke through the air.

Mount?

The centipede really wanted to blow that person into a slag.

"Haha!" Hearing the words of Senior Brother Zhen, Jian Tong immediately chuckled again and said with a smile:

"Some guys are handsome, elegant, and extraordinary. They must have a different origin. The little girl, naturally, is willing to have a few drinks with you!

But this...it's not owned by the little girl, little girl."

At the end, Jian Tong pointed to the centipede under her feet.

"Oh, it turns out it's not yours." When he heard Jian Tong's words, the junior brother said again:

"That's even better! If this evil beast belongs to you, we are still a little embarrassed to ask for it. If he does, then just take it away!

Yijie's sixth level of true god, haha, even if he can't make waves in front of us?"

As he spoke, his face was full of pride.

He did not directly report his identity and origin, but wanted to see what a wonderful expression would be when the sixth level of naivety was ignorant of the image, and when he heard the words "Tianyin Holy Land" he would have.

"We want to take this evil beast away, do you have any objection?" At this time, he asked Shi Feng in a questioning tone.

"I have no objection. If you can take it, take it away." Shi Feng said calmly.

However, his tone fell on the ears of the people in the Tianyin Holy Land, and he looked like he was immortal.

"Why, you speak to me in this tone, which means that my brothers and I cannot take away this evil beast?" The younger brother said again.

"What do you think?" Shi Feng did not answer, but asked him with a sneer.

"Rareless! I can't stand your face!" When I saw Shi Feng's smile, the young master started to vent his anger and shouted coldly.

Then, his figure flashed and instantly flashed in front of Shi Feng, and then raised his hand.

He actually slapped Shi Feng in the face with a slap.

He wanted to use this slap to wake up the person in front of him so that he could understand what he was.

He wants to know what kind of existence he is talking to.

As the slap got closer and closer to the young and handsome face, the sneer on the face of this young brother became more and more intense.

At this moment, he seemed to have heard the crisp sound of slapping his face, as if he had seen this young and cold face showing pain.

This man and this cold and cool handsome face were always unhappy.

The crisp sound of "Bang!" echoed.

However, this crisp sound was not the sound of a junior brother slapping his face with his hand.

Instead, Shi Feng moved his right hand and slapped his backhand directly on Junior Brother's right hand.

"Uh!" Suddenly, the junior brother's face changed drastically, his face showed a look of pain, and he screamed in pain.

"You!" At the same time, he glared at Shi Feng fiercely.

Just then, he felt as if his right hand was hit hard by a giant hammer.

At this moment, Shi Feng moved his right hand again, and with a "bang", an extremely crisp and crisp sound suddenly echoed.

Junior brother didn't slap Shi Feng in the face, but Shi Feng slapped him hard in the face.

"Ah!" An angry roar of pain roared from the mouth of this young master.

He was slapped in the face and was slapped in the face by a warrior from the sixth level of the True God. For him, this was a great humiliation.

His face was suffixed, and a bright red five-finger palm print remained on his face, making the angry face look very ferocious.

The next moment, a violent aura suddenly rose from the body of this young master. His hands formed a handprint without any strangeness, and an unparalleled divine power suddenly rose.

The Holy Land of Heavenly Sound is indeed worthy of being the Holy Land of Heavenly Sound.

At this moment, the powerful power of this junior brother's handprint is not an ordinary warrior of the seventh level of the realm of the True God!

At this moment, this space was like the handprint of the young master's handprint echoed with strange sounds, as if thousands of troops were charging forward, with a rainbow of momentum.

In a faint roar, the sound of killing shook the sky.

The next moment, with the sound of killing, the handprint that Junior Brother made was stamped towards Shi Feng, and shouted coldly: "Give it to me, die!"

"Get out!" Facing the powerful seal, Shi Feng uttered this word coldly, and then he saw his right leg move, and a shadow of white legs flashed.

With one kick, he kicked the junior brother's handprint with faster speed and stronger force.

The powerful divine power of the hand seal was instantly broken, and the next moment, it reached the heart of this young master.

I saw his figure flying wildly under Shi Feng's kick.

While flying backwards, Junior Brother's painful face with the five-finger palm prints appeared unbelievable again.

This mere sixth level of true god has broken his seal of ten thousand troops!

Not only this junior brother, but at this moment, it was the senior brother Zhen and the other two warriors in the eighth level of the heavenly realm, all of them looked moved.

They also discovered that there was something strange about this person!

It seems that his true strength is not only as simple as the Sixth Heaven of True God.

"He is far away in front of him, and he has no resistance at all! It seems that his realm must be at least in the eighth level!"

The man surnamed Zhen said secretly in his heart.

There was a "bang" sound, and the youngest brother fell heavily and landed at the feet of the three of them.

"Uh! Ah!"
Chapter completed!