Ling Feng took out the jade box and said in a nonchalant way: "After I go and take your life, I will burn this jade box to you. Of course, I will refine the Yin Yang Stone inside for you!"
"Pig, you're kidding me!"
Murong Qianjun finally couldn't bear it any longer. He stared at Ling Feng coldly and said, "Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?"
"Oh? Come and have a look!"
Ling Feng smiled disdainfully and twitched his fingers at Murong Qianjun, looking provocative.
A kid from the Divine Origin Realm actually dares to challenge the Half-Step Human Emperor. His courage is a bit outrageous.
And that sixth-level alchemy master, Uncle Yang, actually sat on a chair with his legs crossed, looking like he was watching a good show.
Seeing Murong Qianjun murdering Ling Feng, Uncle Yang frowned slightly, his expression became slightly serious, and he thought to himself: Although Murong Qianjun is not a good guy, he is really difficult to deal with, and that fat boy seems to be too.
An unusual character, this battle is quite interesting!
Uncle Yang has an eccentric personality. He does everything based on his own personal preference. If he is happy, it doesn't matter if he gives you the precious elixir for free. If he is unhappy, even if Venerable Huang Hai comes in person, there is no way you can ask him to help you refine one.
elixir.
He is quite interested in Ling Feng now. He wants to see how Ling Feng has the courage to challenge a half-step human emperor!
"Okay, you asked for this!"
The vitality in Murong Qianjun's body stirred, and above his head, the sea of stars floated up. In the depths of the star sea, a dazzling star wheel shone. Although it looked very illusory, it was almost completely condensed and formed.
"Star wheel!"
Uncle Yang's pupils shrank and he quickly said: "That fat boy, if you ask me for help, I can still help you once despite all the difficulties. With your strength, you can't compete..."
However, before Uncle Yang could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a crisp slap in the face, which made Uncle Yang take a breath and stare at him with his old eyes.
"This...this..."
In his opinion, no matter how special Ling Feng is, he has absolutely no chance of winning against the half-step emperor who has already condensed the star wheel. However, the result is that Ling Feng's figure flashed and he grabbed Murong directly.
Qian Jun's hair, and then, a slap was raised and slapped hard on Murong Qianjun's face.
Uncle Yang's jaw dropped to the ground in shock. He saw the whole process extremely clearly.
As for Murong Qianjun, his disdain at the beginning turned into panic, and finally he spit out a mouthful of blood.
A majestic and half-step human emperor was severely beaten by a fat man at the eighth level of the Divine Origin Realm!
Moreover, there is no room for fighting back!
This ending seems to be the other way around.
What shocked the old man even more was that Ling Feng grabbed Murong Qianjun and slapped him with a series of big mouth slaps, making Murong Qianjun scream "ouch".
After dozens of consecutive slaps, Murong Qianjun's originally handsome face was swollen into a pig's head. It looked several times fatter than Ling Feng's current appearance. Then he slapped the face and
The dead dog-like Murong Qianjun was thrown aside.
Obviously, Ling Feng was taking revenge on this guy by calling him a "pig".
Now, he wanted to let Murong Qianjun know who is the pig! Who is the pig!!
Uncle Yang swallowed with great difficulty and even rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong.
When did the Shenyuan realm monks become so fierce?
Moreover, he is still a fat man, but at that speed just now, this fat man is too nimble!
"Who is this kid?"
Uncle Yang narrowed his eyes and suddenly became very interested in Ling Feng.
The Tianhuang City may be a dominant presence in the inner sea, but compared to the entire Eastern Spiritual Territory, it is just a small place. In this small place, such a heaven-defying monster appeared.
Interesting! So interesting!
"Asshole! Asshole!!!"
After all, Murong Qianjun was half a human emperor, with rough skin and thick flesh, and was very resistant to beatings. Although he was beaten into a pig's head, he actually rolled around like a lazy donkey and got up unsteadily from the ground.
"Master! Master!"
The four quadruplets rushed forward to support Murong Qianjun, but he pushed him away and rushed towards Ling Feng, cursing: "You pig, I'm going to kill you!"
Kill you!"
However, there was another "snap", and Ling Feng slapped her hard again. This slap made Murong Qianjun's eyes flash with stars and his cheeks became numb.
Before he could react, he was slapped again on the left cheek. This slap made him retreat repeatedly, causing him to stagger and roll down the stairs.
With a series of muffled sounds of "dong dong dong", Murong Qianjun was slapped one by one by Ling Feng from the 40th floor stairs all the way to the 20th floor!
"puff!"
Murong Qianjun spurted out a mouthful of blood and raised his head in confusion. Only then did he realize that he had been dragged to the lowest hall. In the hall, it was as silent as a midnight cemetery. A large group of monks below,
Looking at this scene dumbly.
"This...isn't this Murong Qianjun?"
"I guess, if I hadn't looked at his clothes, I would have thought he was a pig!"
"Mr. Murong, why have you become like this!"
The monks' eyelids were twitching wildly. What on earth had happened? A figure like Murong Qianjun was beaten like this!
Then, a white shadow was seen jumping down from upstairs, and then stepped on Murong Qianjun's head, slamming his just-raised head to the ground!
Due to the excessive force, Murong Qianjun's head hit the ground hard, and a watermelon-sized hole was created in the granite floor. Murong Qianjun's head was completely buried in it, and he screamed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Ling Feng wiped the soles of his shoes with Murong Qianjun's cheek, and curled his lips disdainfully: "I thought you were so powerful... Oh no, you are actually quite powerful. You smashed granite with your head, but I can't compare to that.
Brother, you are very stubborn!"
After retracting the soles of his feet, Ling Feng had no interest in staying any longer. He simply left Tianbao Pavilion with his hands behind his back in a swaggering manner.
Yang Huanzhi and Tuoba Yan followed quickly. When he was about to die, Yang Huanzhi still imitated the tone of the previous monks and laughed loudly: "Murong Qianjun is so awesome! His eyes are so different.
The air you breathe has the fragrance of a girl! Hahahaha..."
Barbell-like laughter passed through the Tianbao Pavilion. Ling Feng and the others would disappear in the crowd, and Murong Qianjun would look like a dead pig. It felt like he was dreaming.
Was the one who was beaten into a dead pig really Murong Qianjun?