Chapter seven hundred and seventy seventh Paoding Jie Niu
"How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible!"
Although he is a lackey.
However, he is also a warrior from the Fourth Heavenly Palace of Creation, and his fist bursting with divine power can easily shatter the best treasures.
In fact, even the Taoist tools will be bounced away. Now, facing a broken shoe, it has been destroyed?
absurd!
This is the first thought of all the warriors watching.
Afterwards, many warriors seemed to realize it and took a breath of cold air.
A broken shoe without any power can cripple the arm of a strong man.
The only possibility is that the owner of this shoe is extremely powerful.
While everyone was shocked, they couldn't help but laugh when they looked at the tall lackey with trembling arms.
Their ridicule was like an additive that woke up the tall lackey, and it was like pouring a bucket of oil on top of the flames of anger.
"Who? Who is attacking me? It's so despicable!"
Perhaps the warriors who attack secretly are very strong, but the tall lackeys are fearless.
At this time, in the inheritance cave of the ancestor of the Seven Kills, there are powerful gods and demons from Taishang Pavilion.
Just now, that shoe sneaked up on me.
Its owner did not show up, obviously because he was afraid of Taishangge.
This is what the tall lackey has in mind.
He did not associate this shoe with Qin Feng, a beggar.
Because in his eyes, this beggar is a fool and a madman.
How could he be a martial arts master?
At this moment, a black shadow flashed through the void again.
Snap!
Any experienced warrior will know that this is the sound of being slapped in the face.
Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes in the direction where the sound came from.
I saw a tattered shoe appear, and it was printed directly on the face of the tall lackey.
That sinister and ferocious face suddenly swelled up like a pig's head.
puff!
The lackey spit out a mouthful of blood, and several bloody teeth were spit out along with the blood.
Not only that, half of his face looked like it was just swollen. In fact, it was even more terrifying, as even half of his face was shot off.
It's just that the mouth is swollen so high that no one can see clearly, and the mouth is also tilted.
"Sneak attack? If I really want to kill you with a sneak attack, I won't be just a shoe.
Besides, I am always standing in front of you, how can I use the term "sneak attack"?
The even more ridiculous thing is that you can't even block one of my shoes.
Is this the so-called warrior of the Chinese world?
The warriors who think they are in the land sealed by the admiral are regarded as country bumpkins!
If you say we are trash, I think you are worse than trash!
He was slapped in the face by a smelly shoe.
Does this count as being stepped on in the face by my foot?"
Qin Feng's voice sounded again.
"It's you? How could it be you?"
Everyone looked incredible.
Even Mi Xiaoge is like this.
However, Mi Xiaoge's face soon turned gloomy and terrifying, and he was about to explode with anger.
The dignified martial artist of Taishangge was beaten to a cripple by a beggar. This simply disgraced the old face of Taishangge.
"Presumptuous! Country bumpkin! No! Despicable beggar, you are looking for death!"
With a roar, all the acupoints, secret realms, and powers in Mi Xiaoge's body burst out.
The whole person is like a murderous god coming to the world.
"Really? Many warriors have said such words to me. But I still stand here well.
Those people have become a cup of loess in the tomb.
Of course, you won't do this.
I just heard from a distance that you were talking about a method, and I thought it was very good and wonderful.
I decided to do what you said.
For example, this pig-headed gentleman doesn't like to ravage others and then imprison their souls in a canary.
Then I will decide to follow the other person’s path.”
While speaking, a kitchen knife appeared in Qin Feng's hand, with a strange charm in his eyes:
"Once upon a time, I was a cook, and what I was best at was cooking cattle.
Don't worry! I will cut three thousand knives on your body and turn you into a skeleton.
But, you won't die!
Then, peel off your soul and plant it in my carved objects.
Having said this, I have to admire one person, and that is Qin Feng.
He's really awesome.
Just ordinary sculptures can actually give life and soul.
I can't reach that level, but I can seal the souls of you people in sculptures.
Making puppets seems to be very interesting too!”
Qin Feng blatantly brags about himself, sparing no effort and without any sense of embarrassment.
At this time, he looked at the beggar Qin Feng's indifferent expression.
For some reason, a picture flashed across the minds of many warriors.
Needless to say, that was exactly the scene where the beggar and the butler was undressing the cow.
Just by imagining such a scene in their minds, many people have become paralyzed with fear.
The tall lackey who was locked by Qin Feng's gaze was shrouded in endless chill.
A creepy feeling arose spontaneously.
He seemed to be possessed by a demon, as if he had entered a dark world.
His body was decomposed time and time again by the chefs.
It didn't take long for him to recover again. Then he continued to decompose one after another. Three thousand cuts were not too much, but not too many.
In just a few breaths, he seemed to have spent countless years in the abyss of hell.
That was the scene in Qin Feng's eighteen levels of hell.
"No! Please don't! Let me die!"
The tall lackey became crazy and roared.
Even the soul was no longer stable, the aura on his body was violent, and he ran out crazily...
Seeing this scene happening, all the warriors were stunned.
Stupid?
With just a few words from a beggar, a warrior who had created the Fourth Heavenly Palace was frightened out of his wits?
It all seems so ridiculous and ridiculous.
But it really happened in front of everyone.
So much so that everyone was stunned there, with only the sound of rapid breathing sounding one after another.
"Just now, I read and heard someone say that the warriors in the Sealed Land are just country bumpkins, the trash among the trash.
But what I saw was their perseverance and their calm attitude towards life in the face of impending death.
On the other hand, the so-called Taishangge warriors think they are superior, but in fact they are not even as good as the flowers in the greenhouse.
I just threatened him, but it actually scared him silly.
Isn’t it obvious at a glance who is the trash among the trash?”
Qin Feng mocked mercilessly.
To be honest, Mi Xiaoge was completely confused by the performance of the tall lackey.
Such behavior caused the entire Supreme Court to suffer unspeakable humiliation. (To be continued)