Chapter 3300: I can't control my own

Despised!

The Thunder looked up, his eyes sank immediately, his body swelled out, and the steps carefully moved a step, secretly accumulating power, maintaining a posture that could block the dragon from all attacks, and sighed, "Young Master, King." The elders of the peak retreat."

"Humph!"

The old man is cold and cold, "traitor!"

Did not look at the Thunder, but once again looked at Longfei, said: "Kids, speed up to die!"

Longfei held a beautiful woman in one hand and turned around. He smiled faintly: "The scenery here is good, it is very suitable for talking about love, are you not upset?"

The elders screamed: "Where did you take the gods?"

Long Feidao: "The place where Lao Tzu talks about love? What happened? No?"

The arrogance of the tone is incomparable.

The elders looked at each other and hated the teeth. It was necessary to shoot the dragon. At this time, a voice came from a distance, saying: "The owner likes to talk about love here, of course, just... The scenery is better, don't you come up and see?"

The Thunder’s eyes were tight and the body collapsed more tightly. “The young master, the sage of the gods, Ye Wutian.”

As soon as he appeared, Long Fei immediately felt a distinctive atmosphere.

The only strong person in the world, such as the realm of the gods, the smell of his body with a strong sense of oppression, even if there is no release of pressure and with that kind of intense crushing.

It makes people feel fearful.

The hearts of Xuan Zang and Xuan Yu are faintly trembled. If they are not flying, they may be standing on the ground.

Longfei also felt the crushing of the realm of the gods, but the pressure of the super body of the super-human body could not be crushed to him.

Longfei smiled lightly and said: "Ye Zongzhu!"

Ye Wutian also smiled a little and said: "Dragon Pavilion Lord!"

at this time.

Ye Wutian has a lot of elders around him, and all of them are the realm of Xuanwang, and many of them are old people who have lived for hundreds of years.

There are not many strong people in the realm of Xuan Wang’s peak.

The Thunder's forehead oozes fine cold sweat, and he did not expect that so many retired elders will go out.

Longfei smiled and said: "A big big squad, is it greeted me?"

Ye Wutiandao: "Xuange's new big cabinet owner came to my gods, of course I have to greet it, or how worthy of your identity?"

"Ha ha ha..."

After a long laugh.

Longfeidao: "Do you have no beauty in the gods? I prefer the beauty to meet me, one by one is the old man, is the gods a monk temple? It is really boring."

An old man yelled: "Kid, what do you do when you come to Shenzong?"

"Dog things, kill the deputy lord, kill the gods and eight elders, God Wufeng Lord, do you think you are still leaving today?"

"Xuange is a bird?"

"Compared with my gods, Xuange can't even count ants."

Said a few temperamental elders.

Longfei licked his ears and said: "The mouth is so stinky, is it eating at noon?"

The voice fell.

A red-haired old man’s eyes are like a lantern, and he’s screaming, “Looking for death!!!”

"boom!"

The mysterious peak of the mysterious king burned in an instant.

When the fire broke, the whole person directly rushed to Longfei.

"Booming!"

"Boom!"

The 100-meter radius is full of hot breath, the old man suddenly disappears, and the next second appears in front of Longfei.

Thunder’s eyes were tight and the pace was moving. “Young master, be careful!”

Longfei’s hands suddenly loose, his body jerked, and he used his body to just go up, with a sneer in his mouth, cold and ice: “Look who is looking for death!”

"boom!"

The palms of the two palms are like the flames of the sea and the bombs are on the chest of Longfei.

The chest burns.

The clothes turned black.

but……

At this moment, the flames of the double palms were the same as those of the water. The flames were extinguished, and the old man’s body kept shaking.

The body is just like the eggplant that the frost hits. It softens down and slowly squats in front of Longfei.

The strength of the body is completely drained.

Even the strength of speaking is not there, only the angry eyes are still dead and dragonfly.

Longfei kicked his foot and stepped on his foot. "Who is looking for death?"

"I ask you now, who is looking for death?!"

"boom!"

One foot smashed the elder's body, his eyes swept away, and Longfei's expression changed. He smiled and said: "Ye Zongzhu, your people are very disobedient. You can't control the lord, I will discipline you. You won't be angry?"

The audience was silent.

Ye Wutian picked up his eyes and clenched his fists in his sleeves.

The elders around the elders looked at Long Fei’s feet and couldn’t say a word. They didn’t believe that Longfei had such power, but just...

Saw it with my eyes.

Their hearts sank and their eyes were full of fear.

Ye Wutian screamed, and the words were like a blaze of fire: "The Dragon Pavilion, here is the Shenzong!"

Longfeidao: "I know, but... what happened to Shenzong?"

"Is the gods hanging?"

"Is the gods very powerful?"

"Is the gods great?"

"Can Shenzong be exported to monks?"

Incomparable domineering.

After that, Longfei smiled and said: "The Shenzong is just that."

The strong should have a strong posture!

The strong is still weak, but also stupid, there is a fart meaning.

To be strong is to crush.

Just to force it.

Otherwise, what is the point of becoming stronger?

Longfei is not the kind of strong person who still wears a weak person. He can be strong and must be very forced. Besides, he is very strong in this world. Is there anyone who can control him?

Ye Wutian's face is ugly.

Not only him, the elders of the entire Shenzong face are very ugly, one by one staring at Longfei, can not wait to tear the dragon to tear.

Ye Wutian suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "The Dragon Pavilion Lord, you killed my deputy lord, killed the eight elders, killed so many disciples of Shenwufeng, and now kill me too elders, killing me so much. People, I want to know why you come."

Longfeidao: "Seven flowers, you already know."

"The thing that I hate to do most is killing people. I didn't expect that I actually killed so many Shenzong people. Hey... sin, sin, you hand over the seven flowers, I will leave immediately."

"More than a second is a grandson."

"how about it?"

Long Fei looked at Ye Wutian, and his heart was not sure if Ye Wutian had seven flowers, if he said no... it could only be burst out.

The blast rate of the homicide upgrade system is very low, so try it out!

Ye Wutian did not say that he did not have seven flowers, but asked: "I want to know why you are looking for seven flowers? Is there a reason?"

Long Feidao: "There is no reason. If you want a reason, then you can take me."

"Ye Zongzhu, you hand it over."

"Otherwise I will do something that I hate myself."

Ye Wutian looked at him with a double eye and said, "What is it?"

Longfei casually said: "Killing."