I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

Thousandth 283 chapters deliberately looking for a fight

This made Chang Liang and the others a little bit jealous.

But in just a moment, they laughed: “Kunpeng, you won’t tell us that when you first hit the Shushan list, you were spirit bodies? If your performance at that time can defeat the creatures of the six worlds, it is also It’s a master. But don’t forget, you were only facing the creatures of the six realms, not the spirit body.”

“So what?” Kunpeng said.

A Shushan disciple added: “Even if there was a spirit body participating in it, there was no strength, or it was hidden…” Before his words came out, Chang Liang glared at him, and immediately stopped talking.

Kunpeng looked at Chang Liang: “This seat knows what he wants to say, but this seat is not interested in listening. Now, if you think anyone has the strength to take us, then rush in. If you feel that you can’t do it, you should leave as soon as possible. , So as not to be defeated by my fifth-level cultivation base and lose face.”

Chang Liang waited for thirty Shushan League disciples. They weren’t ordinary people, nor were they Ge Hong, who was a god-level junior. They knew that Kun Peng had fought Ge Hong, and it seemed that they hadn’t fallen asleep yet.

Not to mention that the Ge Hong who Kunpeng was fighting at the beginning was an elementary god-level, even if he was a ninth-level god-level, he is just a person, and here are 30 or so opponents of the ninth-level god-level Shushan disciple, why should they fear him?

However, the food window in the kitchen has limited space and can only accommodate one person in and out.

Kunpeng was standing on the desk, facing the window. If he wanted to enter the kitchen, he had to rush over him. Of course there are doors, but at this time the kitchens have been closed by Li Yuanshen and other disciples of the Raksha Gate’s aura. Although they can destroy these doors and walls with one palm, they cannot do so.

Chang Liang looked at the Kunpeng laughing outside in the kitchen, and said in his heart: “You are a fifth-level cultivation base, what are you proud of? Aren’t you afraid that we will beat you to death and destroy your soul and body?”

Kunpeng smiled and said, “Fear, who said that I am not afraid anymore? But do you have that strength?”

“It seems that he is deliberately arousing our desire to attack?” Chang Su suddenly felt a little awakened. “He is just a fifth-level cultivation base, even if he is a ninth-level god, facing us so many ninth-level gods. My disciple, I don’t have any crazy capital either.”

Chang Liang thought for a while and agreed with him.

He couldn’t help playing a drum in his heart. This Kunpeng deliberately aroused our anger or smashed his desires. Does he rely on it?

Before he could figure it out, he suddenly sensed a wave of pressure floating in the sky.

Is the coercion of the slightest!

As Qingwei’s disciple, he was too familiar with the pressure of the master. Immediately shocked, the Master came, then they will all be punished, and now they are absolutely afraid to suppress Kun Peng and others, otherwise they will inevitably give Master an illusion that they are bullying the weak with more, and bullying the weak with more.

Did this Kunpeng know that Qingwei would come a long time ago?

“If you are cruel, you will always have a chance when you are proud,” Chang Liang whispered, and then immediately asked Chang Su to take the other disciples out of the kitchen window to clean up the broken tables, chairs, benches and mess in the cafeteria.

Mei Chaofeng and Huang Rong were both guarding Wu Hua. His consciousness was a bit vague, but he hadn’t lost it completely. He also felt the tension just now. Now he completely relaxed and closed his eyes.

“Can’t let him sleep.” Kunpeng said.