1051. Chapter 1051 It is easy to ask God to send God away 5
His palms flipped, and fierce white light surged in his palms. As soon as this palm was struck, the ant-like mortal in front of him would immediately turn into ashes.
"God, don't be impulsive."
It was too late, but it was so fast. Just when his spiritual power was so low that it was out of his palm in just one tenth of a second, there was a sudden buzzing sound on his forehead.
A low warning was implanted in his mind, and a world filled with anger and shame exploded.
That was the voice of the Barefoot Immortal.
At this time, he was hiding somewhere in the hall, watching Shangxuan Lishuang's every move with indifference.
Warn him that as long as he strikes out with his palm, he will definitely take away the lives of hundreds of innocent guards. That is not something a god can do.
Bang bang bang!
Shangxuan Lishuang was distracted for just a second when he was immediately hit by countless spiritual powers.
The fire and earth spiritual powers were so fierce that they opened countless large holes in Li Shuang's body in the blink of an eye, dripping with blood.
The gushing anger burned his eyes red, his body froze, and he was about to fight back desperately in the blink of an eye.
"God, the Emperor is very dissatisfied with your recent performance and is looking at you with his clairvoyant eyes!"
The Barefoot Immortal gave a timely reminder to block the anger that almost burst out.
Can't fight back...
Shangxuan Lishuang clenched his fists again and again. His tall figure was filled with white spiritual power, looking aloof and solemn.
The blood gurgling from his body instantly dyed his monk's robe red. At first glance, he looked like a Rakshasa walking out of the sea of blood.
With eyes like daggers, he looked viciously at the uniformly dressed guards in front of him.
The blood-red eyes made those people subconsciously stop attacking, and inexplicably, under his gaze, they weakly retreated step by step.
On the high steps, behind the glittering dragon chair, Feng Junchen stood pretending to be majestic. He did not dare to look into Xuan Li's blood-red eyes and could only use loud orders to cover up his nervousness.
He shouted in a trembling voice: "Idiot, what are you doing so stupidly? Kill him quickly! Anyone who takes his head will be promoted to the third rank!"
"Third grade?"
When the guards heard this, they immediately became energetic.
The desire for fame and fortune made them overcome the fear in their hearts at the first moment. They roared in unison, and flew towards Xuanli Shuang and Xuanli in a majestic and powerful manner.
There are even those who seek fame and fortune. They summoned the monsters and ordered them to pounce on him and bite off Shangxuan Lishuang's head.
"Damn it!"
Shangxuan Lishuang roared angrily, and the surging spiritual power swept away the body that rushed forward.
Turning back, he glanced at Feng Junchen, who had a stiff expression, and his deep eyes said: "This matter will not end like this!"
"God, follow me quickly!"
The invisible Barefoot Immortal frowned and looked at Shangxuan Lishuang displeasedly.
Huhuhu...
A strong wind blew up, blinding everyone's eyes. When everyone recovered from the strong wind, they saw a blood-red shadow that was as misty as smoke and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He just disappeared in the strong wind?
Feng Junchen wiped his eyes in disbelief, God, then, could that Lishuang be the result of a demon's transformation?
Striding down, he carefully looked at the place where Li Shuang had stood, and was shocked to find that there was not even a drop of blood there!
Just now... the guards made at least a dozen blood holes in his body, right? If he were a normal person, he would have fallen into a pool of blood and died...
Not only Feng Junchen, but everyone in the hall was frightened by the scene just now.
The appearance and disappearance of Shangxuan Lishuang made them see a devil-like existence.
The guards looked at each other with the same question in their eyes - God, is that Imperial Master not a human being?
"Your Highness?"
Zuo Mingzhu, who was abandoned on the ground, groaned in pain.
If her moans hadn't been too weak, everyone would have almost thought that the terrifying scene just now was just an illusion.
"Your Highness..." She crawled to Feng Junchen's feet in pain and looked at him pitifully.
Even though he knew that the reason for his injury was all because of his ruthlessness, he still didn't dare to show any trace of condemnation.
On the contrary, she hoped that Feng Junchen would feel guilty for his behavior just now, and then try his best to compensate her in the future, so that her sacrifice would not be in vain.
"Pearl!"
Feng Junchen squatted in front of Zuo Mingzhu, his narrow eyes filled with shock!
There are no wounds on Zuo Mingzhu’s body? She was clearly hit hard just now!
Moreover, he could also clearly feel her weakness!
However, despite such a painful struggle, he could not find the scars he should have, not even a palm print that was seriously injured due to internal force.
Didn't she suffer internal injuries?
Feng Junchen's eyes changed, and he shouted loudly to the stunned guards beside him: "Hurry up and announce the imperial doctor!"
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In the early summer season, the sun's rays are already a little bit scorching.
On the low-luxury and expensive carriage, the ice cubes in the hidden compartments exude a bit of coolness, and the temperature inside the carriage is just right.
Next to a handsome and handsome man, little Qiansi, who was carved in pink and jade, was holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand, reading attentively.
"Xiao Qian, can you understand the words above?"
Chen Xi sat on the other side of the little guy, his eyes falling on the little guy's charming little face because of his concentration, and he felt a little dumbfounded.
By the way, she found this ancient book in the flower room in the space ring. The words on it were all ancient characters, and she could only understand it after recovering her memory for thousands of years.
Xiao Qiansi accidentally saw this book and liked it so much that from the morning until the evening, his whole head was buried in the book, and he had reached a state of selflessness.
Chen Xi called him several times before he came back to his senses.
He raised his head, blinked his big, clear and bright eyes, and asked Chen Xi in a daze: "Mother, did you call me just now?"
"I said, do you understand the words on this?"
Chen Xi stretched out his hand and pointed at those strange ancient texts that looked like earthworms.
Xiao Qiansi looked at where her finger was and shook her head decisively: "I don't know."
Chen Xihan: "I don't even know you, but you still watch it with so much interest?"
"Mom, don't you think these patterns above are amazing?"
Xiao Qiansi didn't know what "with relish" meant, but from the look on Chen Xi's dumbfounded expression, he could guess the general meaning.
His immature little fingers paused on the pattern on the book. He raised his bright eyes and asked Chen Xi: "Mom, is this some kind of cultivation? When Xiao Qian looked at it, he felt something strange in his body.
Things are flowing, it’s so strange!”
"You can practice just by looking at the pictures?"
On the side, Feng Qingyang also felt incredible.
He sat up and asked Xiao Qiansi to sit in the posture in the picture, and showed them the exercises.
"Okay!" Xiao Qiansi agreed obediently and sat cross-legged.