Chapter 221: Holy Maiden, you have the face of a fart
"With this little strength, you still dare to speak nonsense?
I thought you were so awesome.
I didn't expect it to be a pewter spear head.
Not even a finger of labor or capital can stop it.
What a bullshit reng demon.
I think you are just a little chicken."
He glanced at the almost useless Peng Mo.
Zhuang Fan's voice was full of sarcasm.
The figure is like a ghost.
Disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Appeared in front of Peng Mo.
Stretch out your right hand.
Fingers turned into claws.
A terrifying suction force emitted from the palm of his hand.
He directly sucked up the Peng Mo.
He grabbed his throat.
You... damn human being... cough cough cough...
Blood oozed from Peng Mo's mouth.
Even though he was grabbed by the throat.
But his two eyes were still full of coldness and arrogance.
Staring at Zhuang Fan.
His face was full of hatred and hatred.
"You ignorant little bird, your coldness and arrogance are just a joke in my eyes. If I want to kill you, I can kill you in minutes!"
Zhuang Fan slowly tightened his fingers.
The terrifying feeling of suffocation made Peng Mo roll his eyes.
His hands and feet struggled subconsciously.
There was a lot of blood in his mouth.
"Damn it! This brother doesn't really want to kill the Reng Mo, does he?"
"This is the most talented bloodline of the Tianpeng tribe. It has been hidden in the snow. It has a higher status than the Tianpeng Holy Son. If he dies here, it will definitely arouse the overwhelming anger of the Tianmo tribe."
"But I see this brother's behavior. He is definitely a ruthless person. I think the Peng Demon will be in trouble this time."
"That's right. If he cared about the Tianpeng clan, he wouldn't have directly destroyed the Peng Demon just now."
"You should stay away from this guy in the future, and you must not provoke him. He even dares to kill the Roc Demon. I'm afraid there is no one in the world that he dare not touch."
"...."
Seeing that Zhuang Fan really wanted to kill the Peng Mo.
A flash of shock flashed across the eyes of all the geniuses of all races.
You must know that the status of the Peng Demon is very noble and transcendent among the Tianpeng clan.
Even above many clan elders.
Although he is not the nominal holy son of the Tianpeng clan.
But the resources and authority he possesses far exceed those of the Holy Son of the Tianpeng Clan.
and.
The Tianpeng clan trained him as the next clan leader.
A lot of hard work was put into it.
If Zhuang Fan kills him now.
The Tianpeng tribe will definitely take revenge without their lives.
No matter how heavy the price is.
The murderer will definitely be killed.
After all, killing the Peng Demon is not just a slap in the face of the Tianpeng clan.
Still destroying the future and hope of the Tianpeng tribe.
A race whose hope has been wiped out will definitely be destroyed. Even if they lose all their wealth, they will still want to take revenge on the person who killed the Peng Mo.
"Fellow Taoist, please be merciful. You are all guests of Hongchen Hall today. Peace should be your top priority. Friend Taoist, please sell it to Chen Xi to save face. How about letting Taoist Brother Peng Mo go? Chen Xi is here to express his gratitude to Brother Taoist on his behalf.
apologize."
at this time.
A graceful woman with lead hair like clouds, a veil on her face, and shrouded in a faint layer of holy light came from the sky.
Landed on the floating island.
The voice is as clear and melodious as an oriole.
It is also like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate.
Intercede for the Peng Mo.
He wanted Zhuang Fan to spare his life.
"Haha... Selling you a face? Who do you think you are? You are asking for face from me. Not to mention that you are the saint of the Hongchen Palace, even if the patriarchs of all races are here, I still won't buy their fault."
Zhuang Fan sneered.
Then he tightened his fingers suddenly.
Like iron pliers.
Instantly crushed the Peng Mo's neck.
Later.
He threw the body of the Peng Mo down from the air like trash.
A cluster of true sun fire popped up from a finger.
It fell on the corpse of the roc demon.
Set it on fire.
In the blink of an eye.
It burned to ashes.
"This... Peng Mo was really killed by this guy?"
"This brother is really a ruthless man. Not only did he kill the Peng Mo, but he also contradicted the Holy Maiden of the Morning. He offended two supreme forces at once. He is definitely dead this time."
"I don't think so. This brother has such strength at a young age. Do you think there is no supreme power behind him?
Since he dares to kill the Roc Demon, he is not afraid of the Hongchen Palace. I am afraid there is a huge monster hidden behind him."
"..."
Watching Zhuang Fan kill the Peng Demon cleanly.
I don’t want to sell the face of the Holy Maiden of the Dawn at all.
Everyone present was shocked again.
It was like being hit by countless thunderbolts.
You must know that there is an extremely complicated network of relationships hidden behind the Hongchen Palace.
No one dares to underestimate the power it can summon.
But the brother in front of him actually shows no respect for the Holy Maiden of the Morning. He is definitely a tough guy.
A moment.
Everyone regards Zhuang Fan as the person they should not mess with, no one.
After all, a young man who acts without scruples and is strong will have unlimited room for improvement in the future. If you offend such a loser, you will definitely die even if you want to.
Maybe even your own ethnic group will be involved.
When the time comes, there will be no grave tomb even if I want to cry.
"Fellow Taoist, Hongchen Hall has the rules of Hongchen Hall. If you killed Taoist Brother Peng Mo here, you must give an explanation. Otherwise, the Tianpeng clan will blame you, and I, Hongchen Hall, will not be able to take the blame for you."
"In addition, since you are in the Holy City, you should abide by the rules of the Holy City not to do anything. Now that you have killed Brother Peng Mo, I am afraid you will be killed by the Jidao Emperor's soldiers!"
The cold voice of the Saint of Dawn came.
Without any emotion at all.
Like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks from the world.
But everyone who knows her knows it.
Once she talks like this.
It means that you are really angry and have murderous intentions.
Zhuang Fan's actions refute the fact that she has little face, and the majesty of the Hongchen Palace cannot be compromised.
This arrogant guy must pay the price no matter what today.
"Explain?"
Zhuang Fan looked indifferent.
A foot-stepping getaway.
The figure is like electricity.
Rushed to the floating island in an instant.
The Hongmeng Emperor Sword in his hand was sprayed with a cold light.
Directly across the neck of the Holy Maiden of Dawn.
The dense sword energy pierced her skin, which was like cream, revealing a hint of red.
He said coldly: "A sect that has relied on the saints of the past to seduce the geniuses of all races, really thinks that all the men in the world should revolve around you because of your beauty? How dare you ask me for an explanation so brazenly?
, you want another one to try."
Talking.
Zhuang Fan pressed down the Hongmeng Emperor Sword in his hand a little more.
A large amount of blood immediately poured out from the neck of Saint Maiden of Dawn.
The dress on her body was dyed red.
"You...you are so presumptuous that you dare to insult my sect. If you don't kill me today, I will definitely cut your body into thousands of pieces, twitch your muscles, peel off your skin, crush your bones and scatter your ashes in the future."
The Holy Maiden of Dawn did not care at all about the Hongmeng Emperor Sword hanging across her neck.
The voice was full of murderous intent.
The sect’s face and reputation are as great as the sky.
This damn guy actually dared to insult the saints of the Hongchen Palace. If it weren't for her inferior strength, she would have cut off this guy's head long ago.
Let him know the consequences of insulting Hongchen Palace.