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673. Chapter 673 I'm Not Something 3

However, Murong Feixue and Long Ming did not change their expressions and their hearts did not beat. They did not take the words of the leader in black into their hearts at all.

Murong Feixue directly raised her hand and patted Tianzun Huangyin's belly and said, "Tell them, who is your master?"

Tianzun Huangyin replied without thinking: "My master is Murong Feixue, the direct daughter of the Murong family among the seven major families of the Great Yuan Empire!"

"Master Jiu Mao, who is famous in the world..."

"A genius girl from Tianfeng Academy, the only disciple after Little Emperor Batian and Wujiya to be admitted without taking the exam!"

"Moreover, she is the future crown princess of His Highness Prince Long, who is known as a genius in cultivation in Huanyun Kingdom..."

Originally, what Tianzun Huangyin said before was quite pleasant. But when he said it later, Murong Feixue's face became darker and darker. He raised his foot and kicked Tianzun Huangyin out.

"Which pot do you want to lift if you don't open it? You will be punished by rolling around in this sacrificial square ten times!" Murong Feixue gave the order.

Not only was the voice loud, but the strength of the kick was also astonishing. The force of just one kick made Emperor Zun Yin roll wantonly across the huge square.

Those people in black were all shocked when Tianzun Huangyin revealed the identity of Murong Feixue. In a stunned moment, Tianzun Huangyin was kicked by Murong Feixue and rolled back and forth in the square.

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"Hula la...hoo la la!"

The huge pink ball, with six levels of sacred and unstoppable mysterious power, can be said to kill gods when it blocks the gods, and kill Buddha when it blocks the Buddha. In a moment, it was like a sweep, driving away all the black-clothed men in the square.

stand up.

Some of the weaker ones were crushed into a pulp by Tianzun Huangyin because they couldn't escape. They were stuck to the ground and couldn't be pulled out. The screams were heard one after another.

After rolling five times, thirteen heaven-level masters had been crushed to death. The remaining fifty-nine people all turned pale. Their expressions suddenly froze, and their bodies instantly became cold.

Right now, among the seventy-two black men, thirteen heaven-level masters have died, and there are still thirty-five heaven-level masters left. The strength of the twenty-four god-level masters has been greatly weakened...

"Stop! You think of a way to make that meat ball stop!" The leader of the men in black yelled.

"Ah, ah! Help! This is a monster, there is no way to stop it..."

"Ah, my God...it, it's about to crash into the bronze pillar!"

Thirty-five heaven-level masters were flying around Tianzun Huangyin like clowns. However, they had no way to deal with Tianzun Huangyin. They could only watch it rampage unscrupulously. In a moment, this person was killed.

The huge and sacred sacrificial square was in a mess and was too miserable to look at.

"Hurry up and stop, otherwise I will be rude to you!" The leader of the men in black was forced to endure it no longer and roared angrily.

No longer caring about the strength of Murong Feixue and Long Ming, they decided to bite the bullet and give it a try.

"That's what I meant." Long Ming raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, with a wanton smile on his handsome face. His calm and confident expression made the men in black standing in front of him feel fearful.

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Ming whirled forward. His white clothes were fluttering in the air like a dream, confusing people's eyes. As the hem of his clothes bulged, the man in black at the head had been shot out strangely.

He walked several meters. A cold icicle as thick as an arm was inserted into his chest in front of him.

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