"Since Pang Bo has spoken, let him go first!" Tu Fei grinned, glanced at the Holy Son of the Ice Palace, and said with a smile: "It is a very lucky thing that you fell into my hands. ,do you know?"
Tu Fei's hand paused and he retracted the palm that almost pressed down, but he did not carefully control the force. In an instant, the law of divine power suddenly disappeared, and violent fluctuations set off a gust of wind in the abdomen of the Holy Son of Ice Palace.
"ah……"
The Holy Son of the Ice God Palace howled in pain, and with the last muffled groan, his secret realm of the Wheel and Sea was impacted, and a gap opened. The divine power of the Sea of Bitterness surged through his body, penetrating his body, and his whole body was glowing. It's like it's burning.
"Wuhu... you are torn apart, how miserable!" Tu Feijian laughed, took away the palm of the Ice God Palace's Holy Son's abdomen, wiped it on his body, and wiped away the blood stains on his body. A pat on the face.
"You..." Faced with such an insult, the Holy Son of Ice God Palace dared not say anything. He suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Tu Fei in front of him. There was a vicious flash in his eyes, and the gloom in his heart was not enough. Outsiders also know.
"Please tell me what you just said, or I will destroy you now!"
Pang Bo fell from the sky and stood with Tu Fei. Compared with his burly body, Tu Fei was like a child. Just standing there without taking any action was full of oppression.
Tu Fei remained calm, moved a little away from Pang Bo, and stood next to Pang Bo. Comparing the two always made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable, as if the same sex repels each other.
Pang Bo felt baffled by Tu Fei's actions and had no consciousness at all. He pointed at the Holy Son of Ice God Palace and asked strangely: "Tu Fei, why are you running so far away? Don't you want to interrogate him?"
"Haha... There's no such thing. I just want to get some air. It's impossible to run. I can't run in this life!" Tu Fei ran back, stood with Pang Bo, and said to him He smiled, but the smile was a little forced, and said: "Yes! Yes! Why not? Just leave him to me, I will let him tell the story of his ancestors for eighteen generations, don't worry!"
"Well! You ask, I have no experience in this area!" Pang Bo nodded and did not continue to explore what Tu Fei was thinking.
"Ahem! Talk, kid!" Tu Fei coughed lightly and immediately adjusted his state. He looked down and over with a scrutinizing gaze as he stared at the Holy Son of Ice God Palace again and again.
Seeing him lying on the ground, he was concentrating on healing his wounds and had no awareness of being a prisoner.
"Stop pretending to be dead, I'm asking you something!" Tu Fei urged.
The brilliance of the Holy Son of Ice God Palace was flowing around him, and he was indifferent to Tu Fei's words. He was still concentrating on healing his wounds and wanted to delay this.
"Fuck me..." Tu Fei saw that the Holy Son of Ice God Palace still didn't respond, so he raised his hand and slapped his right cheek, hard on his face.
"Snapped!"
A clear and sweet sound sounded. The right side of the Ice God Palace's Holy Son's face was swollen. He was lying on the ground and continued to tilt his head back, stuck in the sand.
The Holy Son of Ice God Palace pulled out the head inserted into the sand and stone, and spit out a mouthful of blood with "poof..." mixed with sand.
He sat up all of a sudden and looked at Tu Fei in fear. He did not dare to continue pretending to be dead, but secretly calculated the time when the two powerful figures would arrive. He hid his fierceness and said hesitantly: "I Said...I said..."
At the same time, I swore in my heart that everything I had suffered now would be returned to Tu Fei and others in double, otherwise I would be sorry for his forbearance.
"Say it! Don't try to play tricks, you will suffer!" Tu Fei looked at the red and swollen right face of the Holy Son of Ice God Palace, with his clearly visible mark on it. He was very satisfied with his masterpiece and thought for a while. Feeling that it still lacked a little meaning, he continued: "Unfortunately... it's not symmetrical enough! The left side is too white, look at how beautiful and red the right side is!"
"...?" Hearing Tu Fei's words, the Holy Son of Ice God Palace felt the burning pain in his right foot. He could no longer suppress the hatred in his heart, and a sinister and ferocious look appeared on his face. He quickly lowered his head. , to cover up his hatred for Tu Fei and Pang Bo.
He lowered his head, tried to keep himself calm, and then said: "Brother He Chou planned this matter. You go ask him! I'm not sure..."
. @·No mistake first~~
Tu Fei listened to what the Holy Son of Ice God Palace said, which was just a lot of nonsense. He found that he didn't ask a single useful sentence. He was a little impatient. He raised his hand and slapped him again on the left side of his face. Go down.
"Snapped!"
With a clear and sweet sound, the Holy Son of Ice God Palace was also slapped on the left face and fell to the ground. Now, both sides of the face were slapped. It was finally symmetrical. Tu Fei smiled evilly with satisfaction.
Without taking the Holy Son of Ice Palace, Tu Fei reached out and grabbed his broken collar, grabbed him directly, waved his hand to sweep away the dust on his body, and warned: "Don't tell me those useless things, I don't believe you. I don’t know, you don’t know, so I’ll keep you here overnight! I’ll destroy you now!”
After saying that, Tu Fei dropped the Holy Son of Ice God Palace at his feet, raised his hand, made a seal with his palms, the light suddenly appeared, the divine light was flashing, and then pressed it to the abdomen of the Holy Son of Ice God Palace, it didn't look like he was joking at all. .
The Holy Son of the Ice God Palace was on the verge of committing suicide and was frantically testing. Unexpectedly, Tu Fei, as a veteran in extorting confessions, would not accept his trick at all. His face lost all color and turned pale with fright. He said in horror: "I know, please stop first. Don't do it, I said..."
"Hehe... That's right! Why test my patience? If you don't want to suffer, you just said, do you still need me to remind you?" Tu Fei said with a smile, thinking for a while, as if he thought of something serious, and soon He couldn't stop laughing, turned his head and glanced at Pang Bo, his smile faded, and he said with murderous intent: "Well... you don't want to delay time, waiting for someone to save you, do you?"
Pang Bo looked ugly and glanced at Tu Fei. The two met each other and he finally found the factor that made him uneasy. He said anxiously: "Kill him and leave quickly. Let's call Brother Haoyue and leave here quickly. Otherwise, That's too late!"
Pang Bo hurriedly greeted Tu Fei, soared into the sky like a cannonball, and shouted to Ji Haoyue in the distance: "Brother Haoyue, kill the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, let's go!"
"How did you know..." Seeing that the matter was revealed, the Holy Son of Ice God Palace couldn't figure out why, but he didn't reveal anything.
However, he soon became desperate. Tu was fooled by him and became angry, so he slapped him on the head.
"No..." The Holy Son of Ice God Palace roared unwillingly, and his head was slapped by Tu Fei. His head exploded like a big watermelon, ending his short life.
Only those emotions of regret, unwillingness, and fear... are entangled in the deep pit.
"Damn it, it was a miscalculation!" Tu Fei said angrily and followed Pang Bo's footsteps, flying high into the sky.
Ji Haoyue, who was in the distance, heard Pang Bo's anxious shouting and did not dare to neglect. He grabbed the Yin-Yang Holy Son He Chou, who was like a dead dog, and flew into the sky.
Ji Ziyue followed Ji Haoyue with a smile, but the little black bear was hanging on the Yin Yang Holy Son He Chou like a dead dog. It was still waving its small fists, beating the Yin Yang Holy Son He Chou's eyes, and shouting: "I asked you to show off, now continue to show off to me. What will make us look good later? Then I will make you look good now, and I will fight..."
The little black bear shot left and right at the eyes of the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, He Chou. These small fists formed a phantom, making him scream and scream, and his hatred continued like a torrent of river water.
Ji Haoyue didn't want to pay attention to this. He used the Great Void Technique to break through the void in one step. He came to Pang Bo in an instant and asked doubtfully: "Brother Pang Bo, what happened to make you so nervous?"
"There's no time to talk anymore. Let's leave here first and talk as we go!" Pang Bo urged.
He stretched out his hand to pull Tu Fei, who had just come up, and used Xingzi Secret to turn into a stream of light and go away in an instant.
At the same time, he turned his hand and slapped the palm into the earth. Amidst the roar of the earth, he casually slapped several other outstanding disciples of the great sect to death.
Ji Haoyue also realized the seriousness of the matter, and pulled down the little black bear hanging on the Yin Yang Saint He Chou, took his and Ji Ziyue's jade hands, threw the Yin Yang Saint He Chou away, and then slapped it with a palm.
After the Yin-Yang Holy Son He Chou lost his restraints, he struggled to resist, and found that the law of divine power in his body had been imprisoned by Ji Haoyue. If he looked at it, he would die. He stared at Ji Haoyue and the other three, and said with a spiteful laugh: "I will die." Now, don’t even think about leaving, you will be buried with me, haha..."
"boom……"
The palm print fell, crushing the void, and blasted Hechou, the Yin-Yang Holy Son, into pieces and blood.
The bones were splashing around, and then the void collapsed, completely wiping them out, and the person disappeared into ashes.
After doing all this, Ji Haoyue didn't smile at all. She pulled Ji Ziyue and Little Black Bear and turned away, quickly chasing Pang Bo in the direction.
All this happened in a flash of lightning, and before a group of melon-eating people could react, several people died, and Pang Bo, Ji Haoyue, Ji Ziyue, Little Black Bear, and Tu Fei left. It was all over.
The battlefield became empty, with collapsed peaks, broken earth, and disappearing lakes... telling that there had been a fierce battle just now.
The fallen jungles, the rivers drying up day by day, the magma flowing on the ground... These are the farewells to the death of the Holy Son of Yin Yang, He Chou, the Holy Son of Ice God Palace, and several outstanding disciples of the Great Sect. This is also a funeral. A huge funeral. . @*~~
