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Chapter 228: A beating

Turning around suddenly, Lu Yuanhua's pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, and he said with some disbelief: "How is it possible? After using the secret method of sacrificing spirits, the power of the Breaking Waves and Splitting Waves technique is comparable to the full blow of a Heavenly King realm warrior.

How could this kid not be dead yet?"

Rumble!

Suddenly, a roar of lightning and thunder suddenly rumbled deep in the crack, and then a figure covered with dense thunder suddenly rushed up from the depth of the crack like a meteor.

As soon as this figure landed on the ground, he kicked the ground with his feet, and countless thunderbolts burst out from the toes, and then turned into a thunderbolt and flew straight towards Lu Yuanhua.

"This is... the Nine Heavens Thunder Flame?" Lu Yuanhua couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the figure with thunder all over its body rushing towards him.

However, before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, because his throat was squeezed tightly by the thunderous palms, and the remaining words were stuck in his throat.

Stab!

The endless thunder gradually subsided, revealing a rather delicate face of a young man. The young man raised his head and looked indifferently at Lu Yuanhua, whose face was red due to the struggle in his palm, and said lightly: "Lv Yuanhua, I said, if you say

If you go to Huangquan Road, you will definitely arrive earlier than me."

From the moment Zhuo Wen's figure emerged from the crack to the moment Zhuo Wen pinched Lu Yuanhua's throat, like lifting a chicken, the whole process happened in the blink of an eye, almost in the blink of an eye.

When everyone came to their senses, they discovered that Lu Yuanhua had been pinched by Zhuo Wen's throat with one hand and held high above his head at some unknown moment.

Lu Yuanhua was frightened and angry at this time. Although he wanted to resist, after using the secret method to sacrifice the soul, his whole body was as weak as an ordinary person. He had no power to resist in front of Zhuo Wen at this time.

"Zhuo Wen is not dead?" Looking at the intact young man who appeared in front of everyone, Qinglian's beautiful eyes froze, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

She really couldn't imagine that under Lu Yuanhua's earth-shattering power of Breaking the Waves and Dividing the Waves just now, the young man in front of her was not dead, and he was even holding Lu Yuanhua in the air with one hand as if he was walking leisurely.

On the other side, Xu Mu, Guang Mo and Qin Hui all had incredible looks on their faces. They had experienced firsthand how terrifying Lu Yuanhua's attack just now was. They believed that even if they faced such an attack, they would probably not die.

Also seriously injured.

Several people looked at each other, and then there was a wry smile on the corners of their mouths. The powerful strength Zhuo Wen showed this time has completely offset their original contempt for him. Instead, they all showed a smile on their faces.

A look of fear and caution.

Lu Yuanhua, who was being held in Zhuo Wen's hands, had a look of humiliation on his face. He never thought that his majestic Prince Qinhou would be held in such a humiliating manner by an unknown person from a low-level city in front of him.

superior.

At this time, Lu Yuanhua had already gone crazy with anger, and at the same time, he felt a sense of fear towards the young man in front of him.

"Zhuowen! I am the eldest son of Mu Qin Hou. I don't believe you dare to kill me. Hey, if you kill me, not only will you be hunted down by our Mu Qin Hou Mansion, your Zhuo family and even Tengjia City will be

They were crushed by the iron hoofs of our army from the Qin Hou Mansion."

Although Lu Yuanhua was a little frightened by the young man in front of him, after all, behind him was the Mu Qin Hou Mansion, and he was a direct descendant of Mu Qin Hou. He did not believe that the young man in front of him dared to kill him.

"Tread on your sister! You have become a defeated general under me, and you are still so arrogant. Are all the people in your Mu Qin Hou Mansion so uneducated? Today I will teach you, an unfilial son, a lesson for your father."

Lifting Lu Yuanhua's neck, Zhuo Wen swung his free left hand and slapped Lu Yuanhua hard on the cheek.

Snapped!

The loud slap sounded very clearly in the entire hall. This loud slap immediately silenced the entire hall.

Whether it was the troops of the other four major forces standing in a corner watching the battle, or the Niling Puppet and Ling Ju who were still fighting fiercely together, they all stopped because of this slap, and then their eyes were focused.

On Zhuo Wen's side, everyone couldn't help but froze when they saw Lu Yuanhua's swollen cheeks.

"How dare you hit me?" Covering his swollen left cheek, Lu Yuanhua's eyes bulged sharply and he screamed heartbreakingly.

"Snapped!"

"Sister, I'm going to hit you!" Zhuo Wen curled his lips slightly, and without slow movement, slapped Lu Yuanhua hard again. The other side of Lu Yuanhua's cheek also became swollen.

"asshole……"

"Snapped!"

"Fuck your sister!"

"I……"

"Snapped!"

"I'm your sister!"

"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!" "..."

Next, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but raise his hand and say hello to Lu Yuanhua's cheek. His palms made a crisp and sweet slap sound, and there was a regular snapping sound in the hall.

Everyone stared blankly as Lu Yuanhua was repeatedly slapped by Zhuo Wen, and the scene fell into an eerie silence again.

Zhuo Wen didn't care about other people's reactions, he raised his hand and slapped him to death. He had long been unhappy with Lu Yuanhua. From the beginning, he targeted him everywhere, and even acted aloof, making himself like the king of heaven.

Generally speaking, and what makes Zhuo Wen most unhappy is that this guy threatens him with the Zhuo family from time to time.

For Zhuo Wen, the family is his enemy. How can he allow Lu Yuanhua to threaten him at will? He really thinks that he is the heir apparent of the Qin Hou Mansion and that he is so great. I will slap you into a pig head today and you will not be able to lift him up.

Start meeting people.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's hand worked harder, and there seemed to be some airflow in the surrounding air.

Lingju in the distance also woke up from his daze at this time. Seeing Lu Yuanhua being slapped repeatedly by Zhuo Wen, his face suddenly turned green and green, and a look of anger appeared between his eyebrows.

"That's enough!" With a loud shout, Lingju punched out, forcing the Niling Puppet back. Then he stepped hard with the sole of his foot and flew straight towards Zhuo Wen, reaching out to snatch the half-dead Lu Yuanhua from Zhuo Wen's hand.

.

At this time, Lu Yuanhua's cheeks were already high and bulging, almost purple-black in color. From a distance, there was no trace of the graceful young master, but instead he looked like a complete pig head.

Xu Mu, Guang Mo and Qin Hui, who had been standing in the corner, looked at Lu Yuanhua's pig-headed appearance, with a strange look on their faces, and then they all laughed uncontrollably. Even the reserved Qing Lian couldn't help but hide his expression.

Mouth chuckle.

Lu Yuanhua was obviously frightened by Zhuo Wen, but now he remained silent. His eyes looking at Zhuo Wen contained deep fear.

Looking at the pig-head-like face in his hand, Zhuo Wen was a little uninterested. Although he wanted to kill Lu Yuanhua completely, his reason told him that if he really killed Lu Yuanhua in front of so many people, he would probably be completely eliminated.

During the reign of Emperor Qin, the feudal lords of the Qin Dynasty had a grudge.

With Zhuo Wen's current strength and the Zhuo family's meager strength, it is simply impossible to compete with a behemoth like Mu Qinhou Mansion. Therefore, Lu Yuanhua cannot kill him. Once killed, he will completely fight against Mu Qinhou Mansion.

Already.

"I'm tired of playing with this pig's head, I'll give it to you!" Zhuo Wen grinned, raised his leg and kicked Lu Yuanhua on the butt, and kicked him towards the menacing Ling Ju.

Lingju hurriedly caught Lu Yuanhua's body and looked at the face in front of him that had changed beyond recognition and could only be described as a pig's head. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he asked with some uncertainty: "Master?"

At this time, Lu Yuanhua was almost dying. He simply nodded and passed out.

Ling Ju sighed slightly, took out a few pills from the Qiankun bag and put them into Lu Yuanhua's mouth. Then he glanced at Zhuo Wen with complicated eyes and said with a wry smile: "Zhuo Wen! I really didn't expect that you could grow up to this level.

At this level, even Young Master Lu has been defeated by you. However, if you beat him like this today, I am afraid that Young Master will not let it go."

With a wave of his right hand, the counter-spirit puppet flashed behind him like black lightning. Zhuo Wen looked up at Ling Ju and said indifferently: "Originally, I have no grudges with your young master, but he targets me everywhere, and I am just

It's just a legitimate resistance! As for his revenge, I don't care much! I don't believe that he, a prince and prince, dares to touch a third-level arcanist."

As he spoke, an extremely powerful spiritual power suddenly surged out of Zhuo Wen's body, and a monstrous storm like Optimus Prime was formed behind him. It was a spiritual storm composed of countless spiritual powers.

"Third-grade Arcanist?" Ling Ju's expression changed drastically, he looked at the mental storm behind Zhuo Wen with some disbelief, and shouted in horror.

Even Xu Mu, Guang Mo and others changed their expressions after seeing the mental storm behind Zhuo Wen. They did not expect that the young man in front of them was actually a third-level arcanist. For such a young third-level arcanist, I am afraid that even

They are all unique geniuses in the Qingxuan Dynasty!

The status of arcanists in Tiankai Continent is generally much higher than that of warriors. The status of fourth-level arcanists is comparable to that of princes and generals. Although third-level arcanists are not as good as fourth-level arcane masters, their status is not weak.

Well, even if a prince wanted to use a third-grade arcanist at will, it was not that easy, let alone Lu Yuanhua, who was just the crown prince.

This is why Zhuo Wen dared to boldly beat up Lu Yuanhua. After all, once he was registered from the Arcanist Guild and became an official arcanist, even if Lu Yuanhua wanted to touch him, he would have to weigh his own weight.

"Lv Yuanhua is really unlucky this time, to have offended such a powerful person! Not only does he have a perfect puppet of the Heavenly King Realm, but he is also a third-level arcanist at such an age. He can reach the level of a third-level arcanist at such an age.

, I’m afraid this son’s status in the Arcane Guild is not low.”

Qinglian stared closely at the young man not far away, her beautiful eyes full of caution. She finally understood why the seemingly weak young man in front of her was so confident. It turned out that he still had so many qualities.

secret.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's rather thin figure became more and more mysterious in Qinglian's eyes.


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