Chapter 1395 Lesson!

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Before sending a message to Qiuyue, Jian Wushuang felt a little strange when he learned that Qiuyue and the others were on Taiyuan Star.

After all, Qiuyue and the others are her own maids. All they have to do is serve him and help him manage Jianxing well. There is no need to go to other places to do things.

And now, seeing this scene in front of me...

Jian Wushuang didn't need to ask anymore, but he already knew it in his heart.

"Boy, who are you?" The bald old man holding a dark green long whip also narrowed his eyes and looked towards Jian Wushuang.

"Jian Xing, Jian Wushuang." Jian Wushuang spoke in a cold voice.

"Jian Wushuang? Disciple of Xingchen Palace?" The bald old man was taken aback.

Although he is a god of the third level of heaven, he is not a real disciple of the Xingchen lineage. To put it bluntly, he is only a servant in the Xingchen lineage, and he has no identity token, so he cannot feel the token breath of Jian Wushuang, a disciple of the Xingchen Palace. , but he couldn't sense the aura of the token, but he had heard of Jian Wushuang's name.

Even though the ordinary disciples in Xingchen's lineage didn't pay attention to Jian Wushuang, it wasn't that he alone could provoke him.

"So it's Lord Jian Wushuang, old man Bailipeng." The bald old man said humbly.

"Bailipeng? You brought my people to this Taiyuan star?" Jian Wushuang said in a low voice.

"This...Master Jian Wushuang, I think you misunderstood. I didn't force them to come here to do things, but they did it voluntarily. If you don't believe me, you can ask them." The bald old man Bailipeng smiled lightly, he was not worried Qiuyue and the others will tell the truth, because as long as Qiuyue and the others are not stupid, they should know that their master cannot provoke the people behind him.

In this way, they can only say that it is voluntary, so this matter will be trivialized, which is good for everyone.

But if the truth is told, even if Jian Wushuang wants to stand up for them, he doesn't have the strength. In the end, he is just asking for trouble, and they will also have no good fruit.

Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked around at everyone, only to find that these maids and servants all lowered their heads one after another, and even Qiuyue hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his head as well.

Jian Wushuang was not surprised by this, but glanced at Bailipeng, to be exact, the long whip in his hand, and said coldly, "You think I'm blind? It's all like this,

And that they are voluntary? "

"Master Jian Wushuang." Bailipeng raised his head and said with a faint smile, "I work under Lord Xia Feng. He is kind and knows that it is not easy for us servants, so he gave us time to practice on our own. , but there is no one to take care of things on Taiyuan Star, so I just want to ask everyone on Sword Star to come and help me."

"Lord Xia Feng, it's out of consideration for us servants, out of kindness, we naturally can't refuse, I think even you, Lord Jian Wushuang, don't want to see Lord Xia Feng unhappy, do you?"

"Xia Feng?" Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank.

He had heard of this Xia Feng, who was also a second-level heaven god, and like him, he was also a disciple of the Star Palace!

But different from him, Xia Feng has already proved his identity with his strength, and Jian Wushuang... Now in the Star Palace, almost everyone thinks that he is not qualified to be a disciple of the Star Palace.

"It's really okay to order the people around me to practice, but let the people under my command do things for you."

Jian Wushuang sneered, but his eyes turned cold the next moment.

"Let's not talk about whether this matter was ordered by Xia Feng, even if he is also a disciple of Xingchen Palace, without my consent, he forced my people to work on this Taiyuan star, does he have that qualification? ?”

"And you not only forced my people to do things for you, but also taught my people... Huh!"

A sharp light flashed in Jian Wushuang's eyes, but his figure suddenly rushed out.

Jian Wushuang appeared directly in front of Bailipeng, who immediately reacted and was about to make a move.

boom!

A terrifying soul attack turned into a sharp thorn and pierced directly into Bailipeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

"what!"

Bailipeng let out a scream, and his pupils were bloodshot immediately, his consciousness was plunged into severe pain, and he had lost the ability to resist.

"Snapped!"

Jian Wushuang's big hand directly slapped Bailipeng's face, sending Bailipeng flying away. At the same time, he snatched the dark green long whip from Bailipeng's hand.

"Those who dare to teach me a lesson, today, I will teach you a lesson!"

A cold voice came from Jian Wushuang's mouth. He held the long whip tightly and swung it fiercely. The long whip turned into spirit snakes and plucked at Bailipeng's body one after another.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

A series of clear and crisp pumping sounds sounded one after another, and Bailipeng's roar and growl were also contained in the pumping sounds.

Bailipeng, as a third-level god of heaven, tried his best to resist at this moment, but when Jian Wushuang swung his long whip, the whip naturally contained soul attacks, and every time he whipped, Bailipeng fell into a sluggish state. Among them, there is no way to dodge, let alone contend.

He could only be hit head-on by the long whip again and again. In just a short moment, he was hit by Jian Wushuang hundreds of times.

Hundreds of blows, the clothes on Bailipeng's body have already been torn, the skin has been smashed, and even some bones and flesh in his body have been smashed, his whole body has been turned into flesh and blood, it is extremely miserable , but his life was not seriously affected.

"Forgive me, Lord Jian Wushuang, please forgive me!"

Bailipeng began to beg for mercy.

No way, he had to beg for mercy.

If he didn't beg for mercy, he guessed that he was really beaten to death by Jian Wushuang.

"Humph!"

Jian Wushuang slammed the whip on Bailipeng's face again, and then stopped.

"Listen, I don't care if it's your personal idea or that Xia Feng really gave an order for this matter, in a word, my people, without my consent, no one has the right to ask them to do anything!"

After finishing speaking, Jian Wushuang threw the dark green long whip with his hands, then looked around at the stunned maids, "Let's go, go back to Jian Xing!"

Qiuyue and the others finally came to their senses, and immediately followed Jian Wushuang, leaving only the half-dead Bailipeng lying there.

...

Sword Star, within the majestic palace.

"What happened during my absence?" Jian Wushuang sat on the throne, overlooking Qiuyue and others below.

But Qiuyue knelt down at the first time, "Young master, Qiuyue failed to manage Jianxing well. If you want to blame me, just blame Qiuyue alone."

"I don't mean to blame you, I just want to ask, what's going on?" Jian Wushuang frowned, "Tell me."