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Chapter 2170 This is called despair

 But Lu Chen insisted on bringing a fiancée, and he couldn't agree to it, because he couldn't defeat Lu Chen, and he couldn't defeat Lu Chen.

There was also a spirit tribe woman who was coming, but he didn't dare to refuse, because she was the queen of the spirit tribe, and she had hundreds of spirit tribe elders at her disposal.

The other two were screwed, one was a sword cultivator and the other was a shield cultivator. They had to come, and with Lu Chen's guarantee, he was helpless.

In fact, there was another fire spirit coming, but he finally refused to succeed on the grounds that he was too weak in combat power and spent a lot of effort.

"I've met the sect master!"

The old man saw the Xuantian Sect Leader at the first sight and immediately raised his broom and performed the warrior salute.

"Hegemonic, someone is looking for you!"

After Xuantian Sect Leader said this, he stepped aside and the people behind him appeared.

"Master!"

The first one to appear was Lu Chen. He rushed to the old man's side, stretched out his hand suddenly, and locked arms with the old man. Then he laughed loudly, "Master, you are knitting, and you are sweeping the floor here. It's really unreasonable."

Life is getting better and better."

That's right, that old man is none other than Lu Chen's master, the overbearing master!

"You brat, you finally remember your master and are you willing to come to see him?"

The overbearing master glared at Lu Chen, with an annoyed look on his face. He picked up the broom and slapped Lu Chen away, "Little bastard, we haven't seen each other for such a long time, and when we meet, you actually put your arms around your master. You are really no big deal. I regard you as a master."

I’ll beat you to death!”

"Master!"

At this time, a delicate voice came, and then a beautiful figure knelt in front of the domineering master.

That beautiful silhouette is none other than Wan'er.

Wan'er has received favors from Master Ba, and is particularly grateful to Master Ba, and treats Master Ba like a father.

"Wan'er, be good, get up!"

When the overbearing master saw Wan'er, he immediately showed a kind look, and happily reached out to help the tearful Wan'er up.

Wan'er is loyal and well-behaved, and has always won the heart of the overbearing master.

The domineering real person absolutely approves of this apprentice wife!

"Lingwa has seen the overbearing real person!"

The relationship between Lingwa and Ba Bao Zhenren is not as close as that between Wan'er and Ba Bao Zhenren. She just wishes Ba Dao Zhenren a deep blessing.

"Ba Dao has met the Spirit King!"

Due to Lingwa's status, the overbearing master had to bow slightly and return the salute.

"Shangguan would like to pay homage to Patriarch Xuantian!"

At this time, Shangguan bowed down on the ground and paid homage to the overbearing master.

Master Ba Dao is the ancestor of Xuantian Dao Sect and Lu Chen's master. When he was practicing in Xuantian Dao Sect, he respected Master Ba Dao very much.

Unexpectedly, before the overbearing master could respond, the ferocious voice came from the Xuantian Tower: "Ping Shen!"

Hearing this, Shangguan Jin's expression changed, and he became even more angry. He immediately stood up and drew his sword: "Who are you, how dare you pretend to be the ancestor Xuantian?"

"Fuck, I am the ancestor Xuantian!"

Inside the Xuantian Tower, a thunderous roar immediately erupted.

"Shangguan Jin, don't mess around. This is not the Eastern Wasteland. You can't call me the ancestor here. The one inside is the real ancestor Xuantian!"

Master Ba Bao was a little flustered, and quickly warned Shangguan Jin, "You must change your address to me from now on, and call me directly by my Taoist name, Master Ba Bao."

"It's the ancestor!"

Shangguan Jin responded without changing his title, which made the overbearing master look helpless.

Fortunately, the person inside Xuantian Tower remained silent and seemed too lazy to argue with the younger generation.

"Fat boy!"

The overbearing master turned his eyes and landed on Feilong, and said with a sneer, "Everyone says hello to me, you damn fat boy, you don't have any manners at all. I haven't spanked you for a long time, and your body is itchy again."

?”

"Ancestor, I misunderstood. My respect for my ancestor is like a torrential river, continuous and endless, and like a river overflowing, it is out of control!"

"So, how dare I not say hello to my ancestor?

I have to say hello to my ancestor, okay?"

"It's just that everyone is vying to say hello to the ancestor. There are too many people and it is very crowded. I am afraid that I will crowd the ancestor, so I say hello to the ancestor last."

The fat dragon approached with a smile, rolled his eyes, stared at the overbearing master's boots, and said in shock, "What a sin, the ancestor's boots are actually stained with dust. It's too familiar to be tolerated, but it's unbearable to live. I want to

Help me lick the boots clean!"

After saying that, the fat dragon actually leaned down, opened his fat mouth, and spit out a fat tongue...

"Damn it, fat boy, I haven't seen you for so long and you're still so disgusting!"

The overbearing master frowned, raised his big foot, and kicked Feilong directly on the head, "Go to hell!"

boom!

That kick missed the fat dragon and actually kicked it on a big pot.

That cauldron, which was a semi-imperial weapon, could easily block the domineering real man's kick without moving at all.

"Fatty dead!"

The overbearing master frowned deeply and said helplessly, "My wings have become stiff, and now I don't even take him seriously."

Back then, when Lu Chen was still in the secular world, he sent Fei Long to protect Lu Chen. At that time, Fei Long's level was very low compared to his.

But now, Feilong has achieved the fifth level and has entered the high-level True King. He is also a shield cultivator, and his defense power is boundless.

And he is currently the True King of Liuhe, only one level higher than Fei Long, and his level is almost the same.

As long as Feilong resists, he will never be able to beat a shield cultivator of the Five-Head True King!

"What the ancestor said is so inhumane, it makes people's hearts feel cold and devastated!"

The fat dragon wailed and patted his fat belly again to assure him, "I've treated my ancestor like a day for thousands of years. That's what I've always said. When I see my ancestor, I kneel down and lick him. Who else is more loyal to my ancestor than me?"

"You fat boy, you have a sweet mouth and a smooth tongue. Do you use oil to rinse your mouth?"

The overbearing master rolled his eyes at Fei Long before calming down.

"Ancestor, you have been domineering and heroic all your life. Why did you sink to cleaning other people's toilets?"

When Fei Long saw that the domineering master had lost his temper, he immediately revealed his nature of seeking death and dared to laugh and tease him.

"Fat boy, turn back!"

The overbearing master suddenly said.

"oh!"

Hearing this, Fei Long turned around subconsciously as a conditioned reflex.

And at the moment when he turned around, Feilong's pupils shrank, and then he realized that it was bad, and he shouted that it was bad.

Who are Master Bao and Lu Chen, master and disciple?

They come from the same trenches, and they both really like to kick ass!

"Ancestor, don't kick... ow!"

Before Feilong could finish begging for mercy, he was kicked hard on the butt. He was kicked off Xuantian Peak in an instant, and he didn't know where he threw himself.

"Young man, I can't cure you!"

The domineering real man chuckled, then his face darkened, and he said angrily, "Hey, this is not called falling, this is called abjection!"

"Your sister, Luo Lu, have you finished gathering with old friends? Sweep the floor immediately after the gathering. Don't waste time by dilly-dallying, or I'll beat you up!"

The ferocious voice from the tower came again.


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