Chapter 1050 My Backhand Is a Slap!

Seeing the furious look on Meixiang's face, Yang Zhen was a little disappointed.

I thought this bastard would do it without saying a word, but I didn't expect it to be a joy.

Yang Zhen glanced at Meixiang, and said, "The Holy Maiden of the Black Lotus is not here anymore, tell me, if I kill you all, will the Holy Maiden of the Black Lotus spit blood out of anger?"

Before everyone could react to Yang Zhen's sharp slap, they opened their mouths when they heard Yang Zhen's words again, wanting to discuss a few times, but they couldn't say a word.

Yang Zhen actually wanted to kill everyone in the Black Lotus Holy Land?

This... is simply wishful thinking.

Although the people present did not know the specific origin of Yang Zhen, they probably heard Qi Yunling and others mention that Yang Zhen was not even considered a Great Wilderness inheritance.

Such a cultivator in the celestial phase of the ninth heaven actually wanted to kill all the people in the Black Lotus Holy Land present. Either Yang Zhen was crazy, or the ears of everyone present were crazy.

Meixiang laughed back angrily, pointing at Yang Zhen and roaring: "You bastard, don't think that with the backing of Aurora Holy Land and Qingluan Sect, you can do whatever you want. Can it turn the sky upside down?"

Yang Zhen waved to the cheap cat in the distance, indicating that he was here, and then glanced at Mei Xiang, and said: "Do you want to fight, or roll back and stay here, don't come here to be an eyesore, oh, yes Now, you push me, I slap you, speaking of it, we are even, you don't have to be so angry, the majestic Black Lotus Holy Land doesn't even have this bit of courage?"

When everyone who was still in shock heard this, the strange expressions on their faces almost petrified.

Beep its mother, it seems reasonable, but why does it feel a little strange?

Seeing the furious look on Meixiang's face, everyone suddenly realized that Meixiang was a half-step great saint, and the guy in front of him, called Yang Tieniu, was nothing more than the ninth heaven of the celestial phase.

How dare such a monk talk to the half-step sage?

"You bastard, you're looking for death!" Meixiang roared, a blood-red air wave suddenly erupted from his body, covering the sky and the sun, making him invisible.

Yang Zhen was taken aback, pushed Qi Yunling away, and yelled strangely: "Damn, if you can't say it, you will blow yourself up. Is the Black Lotus Holy Land so unreasonable?"

Self-destruct?

Hearing this word, the people around almost laughed out loud. It is really frighteningly uneducated. The Black Lotus Stellar Qi in the Black Lotus Holy Land is notoriously violent. It is a horrible thing that can stimulate all the potential of monks. Is it really self-destruct?

Seeing Yang Zhen really looking desperate, Qi Yunling was terrified, pulled Yang Zhen and said, "Yang Tieniu, run quickly, you... why are you so impulsive, even Sister Qingluan dare not easily provoke her?" Black Lotus Holy Land, you... hurry up!"

The middle-aged woman of the Qingluan Sect also snorted coldly, sheathed her long sword, stood beside Yang Zhen, and said in a deep voice: "Meixiang, do you really want to start a war with my Qingluan Sect?"

Meixiang laughed loudly, the black lotus qi on her body became more and more intense, she rushed towards the middle-aged woman almost ferociously, and said with a roar: "This is a battle between me and this little beast, and it has nothing to do with your Qingluan Sect!" It doesn't matter, if you are still stubborn, don't blame the deity for being rude."

The middle-aged woman showed a look of embarrassment, while Qing Guan and Sheng Quan were watching with cold eyes, obviously they would not tear themselves apart for a Yang Tieniu and Hei Lian Holy Land.

But Qi Yunling, the little girl, looked like she was going to protect Yang Zhen with all her might, and Botai looked anxious.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar came, almost deafening the ears of everyone around.

Mingluan stared fiercely at Meixiang with fierce eyes, and directly blew away the black lotus qi from Meixiang's body.

Seeing that Mingluan would attack if Meixiang took a step closer, not to mention everyone present, even the middle-aged woman of Qingluan Sect was startled.

Ming Luan is an ancient holy spirit, if it erupts suddenly, no one present can stop it, so Meixiang naturally dare not provoke Ming Luan easily.

Even Yang Zhen was taken aback by the sudden change. He looked at the furious Ming Luan with a weird face, and walked up to pat Ming Luan's paw with a groan, and said, "Don't be so angry, because of a clown! It's not worth it to be so angry?"

Mingluan let out a low growl, and stared at Meixiang with warning eyes, Meixiang had no temper at all, and his face was full of absurd expressions.

That's right, who could have imagined that Mingluan, who only met once, would take the initiative to protect Yang Zhen?

Let alone talking about it, even seeing it with one's own eyes, there is a feeling of absurdity and inconceivability.

"Meixiang, come back!"

A cold snort came, and beside the Black Lotus Holy Land, an old man in dark red clothes said in a deep voice.

Meixiang stared at Yang Zhen with a resigned expression on his face, snorted coldly and was about to speak when Yang Zhen walked up behind Meixiang and slapped him again.

"Why don't you go back and stay here to embarrass yourself, and don't even listen to the words of your elders?"

Seeing this slap, everyone present felt a chill behind them.

Is this still the same Yang Tieniu who was coaxed after being pushed away?

Seeing the uncomfortable expression on Meixiang's face as if eating a dead fly, everyone present subconsciously moved away from Yang Zhen.

Just as Meixiang was about to erupt, the old man in dark red clothes erupted into a violent wave of air with a bang, covering the sky and the sun, the vitality of the surrounding world became violent, a pair of almost scarlet eyes projected an inch of light from the hood, Staring at Yang Zhen, he said, "Little friend, do you know enough is enough?"

Yang Zhen grinned and said: "If someone respects me a foot, I will give him back a foot. If someone bullies me an inch, I just slap him backhand."

The dark red old man laughed, almost hysterical, looked at Yang Zhen and said: "Okay, very good, I remember your words, this matter is here, it is your death, old man Heiqiu, have you ever heard of it? "

"Black ball?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, and almost didn't spit out: "I've heard of the white ball, the red ball, the raccoon ball, but the black ball, I haven't heard of it."

"Hmph! Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" Heiqiu snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Hearing Heiqiu's words, everyone in Qingluan Sect and Aurora Holy Land suddenly turned pale.

There was a sound of breathing around, looking at Yang Zhen, as if looking at a lunatic and fool and a corpse.

Yang Zhen scratched his itchy nose and muttered to himself: "Damn, it seems like I've offended a terrible guy."

Qi Yunling smiled bitterly, and said in a low voice, "What is it like, with a name like Heiqiu, even Mingluan is frightened."

Yang Zhen took a look at Ming Luan, suddenly a little strange.

Ming Luan, a big guy, actually showed a look of fear, as if he could understand people's words.

But the next moment Yang Zhen realized that it wasn't Ming Luan who could understand people's words, it was Hei Qiu who was too murderous. I really don't know how many people this old guy killed and why he still survived till now.

The scene was extremely silent for a moment, and everyone was as silent as a chill, secretly looking at Heiqiu under the dark red blood robe, with horrified expressions on their faces.

Even Qing Guan and Master Sheng Quan showed apprehension and vigilance on their faces, staring at Hei Qiu, but Hei Qiu didn't seem to see the two of them.

At this moment, a strange voice came: "Dig the grass, boy, it's so lively here, hey, this big bird is good, oh, you seem to have provoked a tough guy, can you, can you? Just run!"

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