Xuanbing Martial Ancestor

Chapter 201 Killing Alive
"Hey, your strength is really not enough, old man, I haven't made a good move, you have become like this, if I hit you again, you will be slapped to death by me!" Huantong said lightly .

Wow!
The angry Di Batian spurted out a mouthful of blood, what is meant by not taking a good shot, he has already been beaten like this, but what the old man said was not a lie, if he really asked him to slap again, he would definitely It's gone.

The gap between the realm and the realm of heaven is like a gap, even if he is already a perfect existence of the realm.

"Oh, I didn't want to do this at first. You forced me to do this. I suddenly don't want to kill you. Just let me slap you!" Huantong said lightly, and then waved his hand out of thin air.

Without waiting for Di Batian's reaction, a giant black pillar appeared out of thin air, filled with runes, and with a bang, the giant black pillar smashed heavily into the ground, and at the same time, wild-like waves The breath condenses instantly.

hiss!hiss!
In just the blink of an eye, Di Batian was tied up, chi chi, when Di Batian's skin collided with the huge black pillar, there was a burst of tearing sound instantly, and the black giant pillar was like a piece of iron, frying vigorously Emperor Batian.

"Little baby, go, slap him ten times, go!" Afterwards, Huantong turned his eyes to Gu Feng, drew a curve at the corner of his mouth, and said solemnly.

What makes Di Batian hateful the most is that even if he humiliates himself, the old man always speaks in a serious manner.

Gu Feng laughed a few times, the old man beside his father is really an old urchin, but since he was given this opportunity, how can he not take revenge!
Standing up slowly, his face full of coldness appeared lifeless, and he walked towards Di Batian step by step.

Looking at Gu Feng who was constantly enlarging in his pupils, Di Batian suddenly became anxious. If he really slapped him these few times, he would definitely not be able to stay in the Heavenly Soul Sect in the future.

You must know that Di Batian is the ancestor of the Heavenly Soul Sect. Needless to say, the treatment he enjoys on weekdays, but the realm of the Great Perfection, he is already well-known in Zhongzhou.

Such a boss alone, but let a junior slap ten times, that would definitely be death and uncomfortable.

"Boy, do you dare?" Di Batian's face tightened suddenly, and he definitely wanted to slap these ten slaps according to Gu Feng's formation, he immediately shouted.

"I'm too confused now, I forgot to abolish your cultivation, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" At this moment, that serious voice appeared again.

Abolish my cultivation base!

Di Batian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was also dull for a while, he would get ten slaps if he abolished his cultivation, after that, how could he survive in Tianhun Sect in the future.

"Useless!" A cold shout.

The huge stone pillar emitted a burst of white light, and the white light accumulated more and more, and countless white lights gathered together in an instant, and bombarded towards Di Batian's spine.

"what!"

A roar from the soul resounded, and Di Batian's whole body trembled suddenly, his originally rosy face instantly became wrinkled, and this didn't end, every skin in his body was shriveled.

The originally vigorous spiritual power in the dantian disappeared completely at that moment. Without the support of spiritual power, Di Batian was just a dying old man.

"Okay, you can fight now!" Huan Tong looked at Gu Feng as if he had done something trivial, and said calmly.

Even with Gu Feng's disposition, he wanted to give the old man a thumbs up. How can he pretend? If you don't pretend, you will die!

"Old man, why are you so shriveled!" Gu Feng pointed at Di Batian and sarcastically said.

Di Batian has no spiritual power at this time. A martial artist with a perfect realm is exhausted. This is definitely a more uncomfortable thing than death. The feeling of being superior and ruthless in the lead makes Diba The day is extremely depressed.

"Looking at your withered face, I'm too embarrassed to do it. How about it, Ying Wujun!" Gu Feng said coldly with a smile on his lips.

Ying Wujun with a sluggish face was startled suddenly, the shock that brought him today was too great, not to mention anything else, the ancestor of his own Heavenly Soul Sect, under the means of the man above, and a like a dog.

Get excited.

Ying Wujun responded subconsciously: "Hey!"

A trace of disdain flashed in Gu Feng's eyes, he pointed at Ying Wujun, and said in a deep voice, "Come here!"

Not daring to resist, Ying Wujun was completely obedient, listening to Gu Feng's instructions and walking towards Gu Feng step by step, taking extra care with every step, for fear of angering Gu Feng.

"Give me a slap, ten slaps, not one less, go!" Gu Feng said in a deep voice.

Ying Wujun's heart skipped a beat, he wanted me to beat him, and he wanted me to beat his ancestor, the one who doted on him.

"Hit or not, I will hit you if you don't!" Gu Feng sternly shouted.

Ying Wujun's face changed, fearing that his beautiful face would be hurt, he cast his eyes on Di Batian, and shouted: "Don't blame me, old ancestor!"

Di Batian's dry and wrinkled face was startled for an instant, he never thought that Ying Wujun, whom he loves so much, would really want to shoot him, and slap him at the same time.

"Why, don't fight yet!" Gu Feng said harshly.

A stern look flashed in Ying Wujun's eyes, and he directly slapped Di Batian with a palm. The sound was extremely crisp, and a burst of burning pain came from Di Batian's wrinkled face.

Di Batian was directly bored.

Out of breath, another mouthful of old blood spewed out, and his breath quickly languished.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
……

Ying Wujun gritted his teeth, with a cold expression on his face, and slapped Di Batian with one palm after another. You must know that Ying Wujun is a martial artist at the eighth level of the Profound Realm, and by the time he hit the last few slaps, Di Batian was gone. vitality.

How ridiculous is it that the dignified ancestor of the Heavenly Soul Sect, who had a perfect state, was slapped to death.

"Did I tell you to kill him?" Gu Feng snarled, and punched him, bang, Ying Wujun's mouth was sweet, and he shot backwards.

"You backtracked!" Ying Wujun stared at Gu Feng coldly, and said sharply.

"Haha, back and forth, Ying Wujun, what did I promise you?" Gu Feng sternly said.

"You..." Ying Wujun was speechless for a while, indeed, Gu Feng did not promise him any promise to Ying Wujun.

"Have you forgotten, I, Gu Feng, said before that if I don't die this time, you must die without a place to die, this is my promise to you!" Gu Feng drank sharply.

The whole person jumped up into the air, the spiritual power in the palm quickly gathered, and he slapped Ying Wujun directly.

"No!" Ying Wujun looked at the ever-enlarging palm prints in his eyes, and let out a sharp shout.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Ying Wujun's neck was cut off by Gu Feng's palm. Suddenly, the body was smashed down heavily. If you provoke me, Gu Feng, you will be punished!
(End of this chapter)