#1160 of the Emperor's Revenge (1)

Nie Zhao felt that he was even more desolate. It wasn't enough for Fengyun City's lord, His Majesty, to beat him!

What mistake did he make and collide with what evil star, there is only such an unpredictable disaster in life!

"My esteemed majesty..." Nie Zhao wanted to cry without tears, "Let me be a ghost! Where did this junior offend you?"

However, Di Jiuque is not as easy to talk as Feng Liao, his voice is as cold as a cold spring, and there is cruelty in his elegance, "Feng Liao, light incense."

"Yes." Feng Liao took the lead, flipped and pushed his hand, and a lit incense stick was inserted straight into the ground in the distance, igniting a curling aroma.

Nie Zhao's heart skipped a beat, why did he think this scene... a bit familiar?

Di Jiuque pinched his slender fingers, and when his fingers moved, there was a crisp sound.

It's been a long time since I've had a direct melee fight, so I don't know if my skills have declined.

Nie Zhao's little heart trembled with the crackling sound of Emperor Jiuque's five fingers. He felt that his bones were the toy in the hands of the lord on the other side, and there would be a pleasant crackling sound after a while.

I saw those noble, narrow and cold phoenix eyes slightly raised and looked at him lightly.

"This deity doesn't need Xingyuan power. You can do your best. If you can last a stick of incense under the deity's hands, this deity will let you go."

Di Jiuque's phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, and his tone was even more dangerous.

This... isn't this similar to what he said to those two little monsters during the day?

Nie Zhao's heart skipped a beat.

Feng Liao looked at him in a cold sweat.

Lord Emperor Zun really holds revenge.

"Go ahead." Di Jiuque said indifferently.

Nie Zhao gritted his teeth, seeing that Di Jiuque's words didn't seem to be lying, and he didn't use a trace of Xingyuan force to make sure what he said was true.

"The younger generation is welcome!" Nie Zhao slammed his foot and roared, the whole body's star energy poured into his palms, and shot towards the emperor's nine queer!

There is no hidden clumsiness, no hidden strength, and the violent force even splits the space to make an overwhelmed sound. There is a ten-meter-diameter pothole where Nie Zhao stepped, and grass clippings are flying!

In the frenzied wind, Emperor Jiuque did not move, not even the corners of his clothes were blown by the wind, as if an absolutely closed field had been formed around him, and no force could get in.

He is graceful, and his handsome face is indifferent and arrogant, like an absolute god overlooking the world from the nine heavens, controlling everything!

When Nie Zhao entered within three meters of Emperor Jiuque's body, the speed of his forward movement suddenly stagnated, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move an inch.

Di Jiuque raised his cold thin lips coldly, squeezed his fists with five fingers, and smashed it hard with one punch!

Just relying on the strength of the flesh, he easily tore through the defense of Nie Zhao's whole body's star energy, and smashed him in the face.

"boom!"

"wipe!"

"Crack!"

Miserable voices of various colors continued to sound, but Nie Zhao was also hard-hearted.

The tragic situation of unilateral crushing made Feng Liao, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, turn his head away.

Their noble emperor has changed...

In the past, he was all about one-hit kills, but now, he likes to use strength to bully people...

However, the figure of Emperor Zun fighting in close quarters is still so elegant!

"Bang bang bang!" Nie Zhao flew out and smashed a row of bamboo forests, and slid down the ground for twenty or thirty meters before falling to the ground.