Chapter 4724? Uncle Yu

For a time, there was only the anger of the young master Jiu unwilling to leave the entire hall, and the slaps of the little emperor from the left and right.

Nearly 200 old people in the heavenly court watched this scene and shook their heads and sighed. Regarding the domineering and domineering of the little emperor, this is not the first time. There were five feasts in total, and three fights.

However, although the emperor has quite a few criticisms about this, he never stops it, and he has never even punished and taught him a lesson.

This also caused those who participated in the banquet to dare to be angry and dare not speak out, for fear that the little emperor would be unhappy and give himself a sword for no reason.

With Chen Qing as an "accomplice", the little emperor let go of his hands and feet and slapped him, and Gongzi Jiu could only bear the humiliation. As for the more than ten Yanxian he brought, although his eyes moved, he did not dare to step forward to dissuade him.

At this moment, a loud bang resounded.

"Young Master Yan, don't take this Heavenly Court as your six-day realm, is your Heavenly Court the place where you are arrogant?!"

The same figure in a plain court dress, stepping into this sapphire giant hall, the rather heroic eyebrows are full of coldness.

Hearing the words, Xiao Dijun raised his head slowly, his dark eyes looked at him, then let go of the son Jiu, and walked towards him slowly.

"What are you doing?" The rather heroic young man took a half step back unconsciously, with vigilance in his eyes.

What responded to him was a powerful slap.

The heroic young man seemed to have already expected that he avoided the blow with a slight deviation of his neck, but then, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen.

I saw that the little emperor hit his knee directly at an incredible speed, hitting his lower abdomen. He was forced to lose his ability to resist for a moment, and at the same time, the stormy slap slapped it.

Young Master Jiu stood up in embarrassment, covered his slightly bruised cheeks, looked angrily at the little emperor who was still abusing him, and then raised his violent palms.

"Second Young Master, you've done sneak attacks in secret many times. This time, let's pause for now."

Chen Qing sneered in a somewhat mocking voice, and at the same time, a thinner force was blocked in front of Young Master Jiu.

Young Master Jiu's eyes narrowed, and the murderous intent flashed away in the eyes of Chen Qing, "Chen Qing, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, people are doing it, God is watching,

Oh yes, I almost forgot, Second Young Master, you are already a god. "Chen Qing folded his arms behind his head and said leisurely.

The murderous intent in his eyes became more and more uncontrollable, but Young Master Jiu just snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and stepped aside, closing his eyes and resting.

"Brother Jian," Chen Qing leaned towards Jian Wushuang and said mysteriously, "Guess who the little emperor is smoking now?"

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, "It's his brother again?"

Chen Qing nodded, "Third brother, Young Master Yu."

He laughed dumbly, "Would he want to pump several brothers one by one?"

"Not sure," Chen Qing shrugged, "but it is estimated that when the fourth draw is drawn, it is estimated that the emperor will come."

This valiant young man named Gong Ziyu slapped the little emperor in a storm and slapped dozens of times before he roared, and smashed his face with a thick and powerful palm.

But the space seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and the little emperor tilted his head slightly and passed more, then he took a half step back, and a flying kick kicked the son Yu away.

There was an uproar everywhere, and the great companion brought by Young Master Yu couldn't help but take a step forward and whispered, "Eldest Young Master, you are the heir, why should you put the Second Young Master, the Third Young Master and the others are embarrassed in this heaven, are they really relying on the emperor? , are you arrogant and domineering?"

The little emperor glanced at him coldly, and a real sword with immortal energy appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, the big companion in the purple robe took a step back, gritted his teeth and said, "Heaven can't be stained with blood!"

At this moment, another four figures in white robes entered the sapphire giant hall together.

But after seeing this scene, the four figures took half a step back in tacit understanding, and looked at the little emperor vigilantly.

"Come here." The little emperor took back his real sword and waved to several people.

One of the slightly immature young people responded in a low voice, "Brother, stay safe."

The atmosphere was heavy, and all Yanxian stared at the square where the battle was about to take place.

The little emperor sneered, and wiped a soft sword from his waist without a trace in his palm.

The expressions of the five people changed slightly. Among them, a thin young man stepped forward and said, "Brother, stop, don't make the emperor unhappy anymore."

He turned a deaf ear, raised his sword and walked forward step by step, killing intent undisguised from his eyes.

At this time, Chen Qing's expression also changed subtly, "Brother Jian, Xiao Dijun seems to have really murderous intentions this time, come forward with me to stop it."

Jian Wushuang nodded, this magnificent heaven, if it is really stained with blood, I am afraid that no matter what, the emperor who has not shown up will never forgive the little emperor.

The young master, who was covering his cheeks, was full of joy, and the look in his eyes made him wish they would fight on the spot.

A total of five majestic powers filled the square in this sapphire giant hall in an instant.

Every son in court clothes is ready to fight.

And the little emperor didn't seem to be worried at all, holding the soft sword in his hand, as if entering a land of no one, and marching forward firmly.

Just when Jian Wushuang and Chen Qing were about to step forward to stop them, a splendid and colorful rhythm appeared on the sky that was originally cloudy.

At this moment, the entire cloud-filled sky has changed.

Jian Wushuang seemed to realize something and stared at it.

I saw a gathering and scattered cloud condensing a black robe figure. He stepped on the colorful rhythm and stepped down, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, as if the rules of the avenue flowed around him.

"Is this the real Wuyang Emperor?" Jian Wushuang murmured in his heart, somewhat shocked by his general trend.

With a single palm of his hand, the battle of Xiaodijun and others was directly suppressed, and the power dissipated.

Even Jian Wushuang could clearly feel that the power in his body was suppressed.

The black robe stood in the center of the square, like a sculpture.

The expressions of the five people all changed, and then they cupped their hands at the same time, "I have seen Uncle Yu."

The little emperor didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and placed the soft sword on his waist before he said softly, "Uncle Yu."

The black robe fluttered slightly, and a pair of cloudy eyes slowly swept around, and finally looked at him, "Little Emperor, don't get angry again, the Emperor will come later."

The voice fell, and another voice that seemed to shake through the ages, carrying the supreme majesty, resounded, "Are you killing a relative?"

When all Yanxian gathered in the heaven heard this voice, they all cupped their hands and said solemnly, "I have seen the emperor."

The dome of the sky, hazy with colorful glory, lined up to both sides, and a majestic figure wearing a mountain and river emperor clothes condensed out.

Behind him, ninety-nine figures are listed left and right.

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