As soon as he said this.
The surrounding gods looked at the Herculean King in shock.
Who are you?
How dare you say such domineering words?
Do you know where this is?
This was the Purple Cloud Palace, the dojo of a saint.
Aren't you afraid that Saint Hongjun will blame you for letting the Kun Peng beat someone up in public?
"Yes, Master!"
Upon hearing the Power King's words, Kunpeng was ecstatic. He nodded and turned around with his head held high and chest puffed out. With a ferocious face, he walked toward Jieyin and Zhunti.
Who was the owner?
He was an existence that could compete with Dao Ancestors. He had once broken ten Immortal Slaying Arrays with one hammer.
A million years passed.
He couldn't see through the Herculean King, but the Herculean King gave him the feeling that it was an immemorial divine mountain that he couldn't look up to.
With such a powerful master backing her up!
What was the Kun Peng afraid of?
Naturally, there would be revenge and resentment.
"Zhunti!"
Kun Peng flashed to Zhunti, raised his fist, and punched at him.""How dare you hit me? I won't beat you to death today!”
"You're courting death!"
Seeing that Kunpeng was really attacking him, Zhunti's face turned ugly. He snorted and used his Xuan Skill to resist.
Everyone was amazed by the speed of the Kun Peng, but they ignored his true form, the Kun Peng. The Kun was so huge that it was thousands of miles long. It was also a strength-type Godfiend.、
Kun Peng punched Zhunti's fist. With a puff, Zhunti's fist exploded instantly. Zhunti was sent flying backward, somersaulted a few times, and fell to the ground.
"Swoosh!"
Kunpeng rode on Zhunti in a flash. He raised his fist and punched Jieyin.
"I told you to sneak attack me!"
"Boom!"
"I'll make you shameless!"
"Boom!"
“……….”
Kun Peng was extremely fast in the world, so the speed of his punches was naturally fast. Before Jieyin could react, Kun Peng punched Jieyin's face until it was covered in blood and flesh.
How tragic!
Too tragic!
When the surrounding gods and devils saw Zhunti, their faces twitched and they felt pain for Zhunti.
"Kun Peng, you're courting death!“
Seeing that his junior brother was beaten up, Jie Yin's face turned ashen and he roared angrily.
In a flash, he arrived in front of Kunpeng and punched out. His fist was shining with golden light as if it was made of gold. He punched toward Kunpeng, who was riding on Zhunti.
"Boom!"
Kunpeng snorted coldly. He left Zhunti in a flash and came to Jieyin's back. He punched Jieyin's back, causing Jieyin to spurt out blood and fall to the ground.
"Kun Peng, you're courting death!"
Zhunti also reacted and punched at Kun Peng.
"Beat him up!"
Jie Yin's expression was ferocious. He also waved his fist and attacked Quasi-Peng from the other side.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Kunpeng sneered. He turned into a gust of wind and moved between Zhunti and Jieyin, punching their old faces.
For a moment, Jieyin and Zhunti were beaten beyond recognition. They fell to the ground and vomited blood.
"Swoosh!"
On the altar, three people silently appeared. One was an old man in white, and on his left and right were two children of five or six years old. One was a boy, and the other was a girl. They were very cute.
They were none other than the elderly Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the boy Haotian, and the girl Yaochi.
Seeing the fight below, Hongjun's expression was ugly and he was about to speak.
"Alright!"
The Herculean King waved his hand and said indifferently,""This is a saint's dojo after all. Give the saint face. Let's stop here. If there's a next time, we'll directly blow it up!”
“……….”
The faces of the surrounding gods and devils twitched, and their hearts were filled with disgust.
You know about the Sage's dojo?
You had people disfigure Zhunti and Jieyin's faces in the Sage's dojo, yet you still gave the Sage face?
Is there anyone who would give face to a Saint like you?
This Thirteen was so pretentious that he could make a Saint vomit blood!
"You don't have to give me face!"
Hongjun's old face darkened. He spoke indifferently.
"Teacher!"
Upon hearing the voice, the gods and devils present turned around and saw Hongjun on the podium. Their expressions changed and they hurriedly bowed respectfully.
Kunpeng and Houtu's expressions changed. They took a glance and bowed as well.
"Oh?"
The Herculean King stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at Hongjun on the podium and said,""Fellow Daoist, how can I let you down? Kun Peng, go and beat them up!”
As soon as he said this.
In the Purple Cloud Palace, it was like a bolt of lightning. Dark clouds covered the sky, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely oppressive.
"Still fighting?"
The Three Pure Ones, Taiyi, and all the other gods were stunned. Then, they looked at the Force King, who was gloating, with a face full of ridicule.
What a lunatic!
Didn't he see that Saint Hongjun was already dissatisfied and blamed him?
You're courting death, not even you are courting death!
"Hehe!"
Jieyin and Zhunti sneered in their hearts and secretly vented their hatred. However, they kept forcing themselves to vomit blood and make themselves more miserable for Hongjun to see.
He wanted to help us!
"Little Thirteen!"
Houtu's face was pale and anxious. She tugged at the Herculean King, indicating that he shouldn't talk nonsense.
"Ah!"
Kunpeng exclaimed. He looked at Hongjun on the podium and then at the Power King. After hesitating for a while, he clenched his teeth and walked toward Jieyin and Zhunti with his fists raised.
"Enough!"
Hongjun's face darkened. He stared at the Force King for a long time and snorted."Herculean King, let's stop here. I hope this is the last time!”
Hongjun had never been able to see through the Power King.
Even now, he still looked at the Herculean King like a ball of fog, unable to see through him.
Hongjun understood that the Herculean King was a variable!
Changes represented infinite possibilities. If he could not kill the Herculean King in one strike, there would be a chain reaction. Hongjun was not confident that he could kill the Herculean King in one strike.
Now that he had the Good Fortune Jade Disk, he could educate all living beings on behalf of the Heavenly Dao. He must not ruin the great event of the Heavenly Dao. Otherwise, even a Saint like him would not be able to withstand the Heavenly Dao Karma.
For all kinds of reasons, Hongjun could only give up helplessly.
"End here?"
Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions changed drastically.
If the Saint did not pursue the matter, wouldn't their beating be in vain?
Didn't he vomit blood for nothing just now?
"Teacher!"
Zhunti was burning with anger and shouted.
However, before he could finish speaking, Hongjun glanced at him. His entire body trembled and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was extremely afraid and swallowed his words.
"What?"
Upon hearing Hongjun's words, the Three Pure Ones, Taiyi, Duke of the East, and the other Godfiends were dumbfounded.
They had already caused a ruckus in the Purple Cloud Palace.
Hongjun didn't kill the Herculean King?
This Herculean King was too lucky!
The Three Pure Ones, Taiyi, Duke of the East, and the other Godfiends felt that it was a pity, unhappy, and jealous.
"Phew!"
Thick Earth heaved a sigh of relief. The stone in his heart had finally been lifted, and he secretly felt lucky.
"Master is Master!"
The Kun Peng's eyes lit up. It worshipped the Power King even more. It was fine even after causing a ruckus in the Sage's dojo. It seemed that its master was powerful, extraordinarily powerful!
"Alright!"
The Herculean King nodded.
It was also good?
The faces of the Three Pure Ones, Taiyi, Duke of the East, and the other Godfiends twitched again.
How did you say that?
If a Saint didn't pursue the matter, it was because the Saint was magnanimous.
Do you really think you're a saint?
If you were so pretentious, why didn't a bolt of heavenly lightning strike you to death?
The Godfiends felt bad. They were envious, jealous, and hateful.
"Yes!"
Seeing that the Herculean King agreed, Hongjun's heart moved. He said indifferently,
"Herculean King, since you're here to listen to the Dao, then sit on the futon in front!”
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