Chapter 1280, who welcomes the applause, and who hero sings a tragic song at the end of his life?

You can also purify, that is, you can also be killed.

In the eyes of the emperor, Qin Luo is just an optional little person. His opponent should be Fu Fengxue, and he should be the Dragon King. Therefore, he speaks so domineeringly, so tough and mercilessly.

Even though Qin Luo had unparalleled medical skills, he could not catch up with the emperor when it comes to fighting and killing people. When a scholar met a soldier, he could only get a little cheaper with his mouth. This sounded a bit shabby, but it was a helpless and intoxicating fact.

How can the emperor, who can only fight against him by the Dragon King and Fu Fengxue?

A senior taught us that if we win a fight, we will fight if we win, and if we don’t win, we will run away---the problem is that Qin Luo can’t run away now. He is really in a dilemma and tangled until death.

"Where are you?" Qin Luo asked with a smile. "How do you purify yourself?"

"I'm clean." said the emperor.

"Do you urinate?" Qin Luo asked.

“This is nature.”

"Did you pay tribute?"

"Give tribute?"

"Just shit."

"What do you want to say?"

"Do you pick your nose?"

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"Do you have your feet smelly? Do you sweat? Do you have pesticide toxins in the food you eat? Do you have bacteria in the air you breathe now--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The emperor's beautiful eyebrows frowned, stared at Qin Luo and said, "Do you want to anger me?"

"Are you escaping or not daring to face it?" Qin Luo sneered. "Actually, killing people does not require a reason. For people like you, there is no need for reasons."

"You're right." The emperor nodded in his teachings. "There is no reason to kill people."

While talking, the dining table in front of them suddenly rose into the air, as if something was spraying it on the ground. It was so swift and abrupt, without any signs.

What's even more amazing is that when the table jumped up from the ground, the plates and knife and forks on it were still motionless, and it was as stable and quiet as when it was on the ground, without any abnormal noise.

The emperor's chair was moving, flying, just jumping in the air, and then jumped in front of Qin Luo.

Then, he stretched out the white hand. The hand hit Qin Luo's neck.

The flowing water is natural and free.

The table flew over and the chairs moved, he naturally stretched out his hand------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The King Emperor, the best man in the world. Even when killing people, it makes people feel pleasing to the eye and impeccable.

No wonder the emperor was able to gather so many outstanding talents, which did have its own unique personal charm.

However, Qin Luo had no intention of appreciating all this.

Because he knew very well that if he was caught, he would have a tragic fate of being cut off by someone's stomach.

But, he was too fast.

It is so fast that it makes people feel powerless and disgusted and does not know how to dodge, but it is so fast that it makes people despair.

Fu Fengxue moved.

His body, sitting on the chair, kicked out and hit the emperor's chest.

It is light and fluttering, without the whistling sound of the wind, and without any energy to tear the air.

However, no one dared to underestimate this kick.

Because, Fu Fengxue kicked this kick.

He and Qin Luo sat side by side. If the emperor insisted on hurting Qin Luo, his kick would definitely seriously hurt the emperor.

If the emperor retreated, then his kick would also be lost.

Now, the choice is in the hands of the emperor.

The emperor did not retreat.

If he retreated, how could he be called emperor?

His body jumped up from the chair, and the heavy wooden chair sitting on his butt passed through his crotch like life.

Hu-----------

The wooden chair made a howling sound and hit the kick Fu Fengxue hard.

Crack----

Fu Fengxue shook his legs suddenly, and the large mahogany chair weighing 100 pounds was smashed by him.

In this gap, the emperor's body continued to float forward, and his hand grabbed Qin Luo's----

Um?

His hands were empty. When he was sure that he had grabbed Qin Luo's neck, his hands were actually empty.

"How is this possible?" The emperor could hardly believe the facts that were happening in front of him. Someone could escape from his own hands? It was him?

It was not until this time that his body fell lightly to the ground.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the table that fell from the sky came to his hand again. It was like working with him and playing a small game together.

In this blink of an eye, he lifted the table, kicked out the chair and attacked Fu Fengxue, and reached out to pinch Qin Luo's neck-----He was amazing at speed and had a terrifying ability to stagnate the air.

When Fu Fengxue kicked him temporarily, he actually used force in the air to make his body rise again, and then threw the chair behind his butt out to fight back. How terrifying strength does this require to achieve it?

A master fights, and a thought determines victory or defeat.

And it is not just that it is powerful that it is so powerful that it can be driven and broken through the sky and the earth, and the rocks are flying. This kind of small trick that kills people silently is truly terrifying.

"You are very good." The emperor looked at Qin Luo and said. "No wonder he was able to defeat ghosts and kill monsters."

As an emperor, he praised a person so much, which was a supreme praise for him. If it was spread, it would be a blessing for his ancestors.

However, Qin Luo felt very uncomfortable after hearing this.

What's more, he was still sitting on the ground at this time, and his posture was really not elegant---

Only those who have truly experienced it know the terror of the emperor. Now, Qin Luo has deeply experienced it.

This man with a gentle and handsome appearance has a beast hidden in his body. The power translated by this beast can destroy everything.

The moment he reached out to pinch it, he felt a fear that was so depressing that it could suffocate.

He wanted to move, but his body couldn't move.

My brain is blank, and I can't even think ----

Fortunately, Fu Fengxue kicked it out, smashed the chair, and woke him up.

As soon as his butt slipped, he fell under the chair.

Fu Fengxue was also shocked.

He kicked it out, thinking that even if he couldn't hurt the emperor, he could resolve his attack----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Not only did he fight back, but he still did what he wanted to do. Fortunately, that boy Qin Luo ran fast enough, otherwise the tragedy would have happened.

He became stronger again. He was stronger than the previous emperor.

Could it be that you must join forces with Qianzhang to block him?

"Overbial power," said the God of Fire sneered. He didn't move. He knew that the emperor did not need others to participate when fighting with people. Whether the other party was one person or a group of people.

At least, the emperor never lost when he fought against the eight generals alone. And when he was besieged, he still had room to wipe off the mud stains on his leather shoes.

The golden boy who threw the mud stain on his feet was beaten up very badly by him and lay on the bed for a week before he could stand up.

However, the Vulcan was still a little surprised.

Forget it, the Eastern God of War, he knew that he was an old monster qualified to fight against the emperor.

What surprised him was Qin Luo. This guy who did not have any master's style no matter how he spoke and walked, and even did not have the qualities that a basic master should possess. How did he escape the emperor's "throat lock"?

If I were in Qin Luo’s position just now, could I do better than him?

Vulcan shook his head.

However, soon, he found various reasons for Qin Luo: when the emperor attacked, Fu Fengxue blocked him and bought him some time, and he was too scared, and then he slid from the chair to the ground---

He didn't want to believe that Qin Luo could avoid the emperor's attack. This was simply the ridiculous joke in the world.

The emperor's eyes were on Fu Fengxue and said with a smile: "Let's start now? I'm a little hungry."

This is a challenge!

The European king challenged the Eastern God of War!
Chapter completed!