Grandpa Supreme

Chapter 1642 Defeating the enemy with one move (three more)

Fei Wuming frowned, he came here for one thing, why is it so difficult.

"Don't force me to kill, you alone are not my opponent."

"It's not lifeless, don't be presumptuous, this is Wuhun Continent, Baihua Palace, not your demon clan's territory." Feng Ruqing snorted coldly again, his eyes couldn't hide the murderous intent.

In the past, Baihua Palace would have fought back, but now it is different, everything has to wait for Beibei to make a decision, otherwise it will be An Qing or Long Yanran, in short, she has no right.

"Are you going to hit me?"

Beibei pointed to herself and blinked her eyes a few times.

"Oh...you can also say that." Fei Wuming nodded, smiling even more intensely.

An Qing said: "Bei Bei, ignore him, he is just a fool."

"Well, Aunt An said, don't let me play with idiots." Beibei shook her head, her eyes were like looking at idiots.

"Hahaha, it's unfortunate that I didn't see any beauties."

Fei Wuming raised his eyelids lightly, blinking at An Qing and Long Yanran who were wearing black veils.

With a breath in her heart, An Qing said to Feng Ruqing and the others, "Why are you standing there, catch him!"

Fei Wuming drew out a sword, laughed and said, "Hey, the beauty is angry."

Boom!

Su Yu was the first to attack, followed by Patriarch Xuedao, Zuixin, Feng Ruqing and the others all fought against Feiwuming.

They fought all the way from the main hall to the outside of the main hall, and the surrounding pillars were about to collapse.

An Qing protected Long Yanran and Beibei, and the group left the hall quickly, everyone was on fire at the moment.

A good ceremony was ruined just like that by a member of the Demon Race.

There were no figures of the little guy and Yan Xuefei outside the main hall, and they didn't know where they went.

The little guy got the gift, so he must have gone back. Yan Xuefei, who is not angry, has left Baihua Palace.

Beibei watched from the side, so many people couldn't do anything to help a demon, so she frowned slightly.

An Qing patted Beibei's head and said, "Beibeilu, it's best to let him come and go."

"It's time to show off, otherwise most of them will not be convinced." Long Yanran said at the same time.

Beibei nodded and shouted: "It's thundering, everyone go home and collect your clothes."

Rumble!
A thunderbolt from the blue sky, dark clouds and strong winds in the night.

Beibei thought to herself, wondering if the newly learned sword-drawing style is really as awesome as her handsome uncle said.

but!

She still wants to be more flamboyant, how about sword aura at her fingertips?Let's use Thunderbolt Half Moon Slash?

Or a devastating storm?
Thinking of the most destructive wind and clouds, Beibei's smiling face gradually froze, she hadn't learned yet.

boom!
"Look at me, Baby God Palm!"

She slapped Fei Wuming in the middle of the crowd, and the huge power gathered into a palm print.

Feiwuming paused for a moment, then flicked his wrist, the sword edge vibrated, and the terrifying sword energy traversed the void, sweeping towards the palm print.

boom!
In an instant, the spiritual energy in the world seemed to be boiling.

A torrent of moves like destroying the world swept across the void, causing the surrounding space to collapse inch by inch.

puff!
Everyone only heard a sound of vomiting blood, and the surrounding area was filled with thick smoke.
"Damn it, the overlord is really a child."

"It's too fierce."

"Cultivating for a lifetime is not as good as a child, ashamed and ashamed."

"What's the result? Did he die without life?"

"It's almost impossible to die."

Recalling the palm just now, everyone was sweating and their scalps were numb.

Beibei stood with her hands behind her back, but her feet trembled a little, because the palm just now had no moves, and it took a lot of strength on her body, and her body couldn't take it anymore, so she still needs to use moves in the future!

After the thick smoke dissipated, Fei Wuming was lying in the palm print with his face covered in blood, the huge palm print seemed to be embedded in the ground.

This scene frightened everyone, they looked at Beibei with swallowing saliva, this new overlord is not an ordinary child.

The family who originally had doubts about Baihua Palace turned pale at the moment. Fortunately, they disagreed in their hearts and did not express it on the surface.

"Ahem, I have learned from you, and there will be a period later."

Fei Wuming held the sword in his hand tremblingly, and stood up slowly. He never expected that the gap would be so big, and he would be defeated with one move.

"Stop him now."

Su Yu shouted, but it was too late, Fei Wuming pierced the void with his sword, and fled in full view.

Then it was time for everyone to flatter. Beibei didn't like it very much, but she had to stand there and listen to everyone's nagging.

Before the time came, she couldn't leave yet, which made her feel that being the overlord was not fun.

And the little guy has already returned to Time City, and has been on Yan Xuefei's back, still asleep.

Yan Xuefei carried her behind her back, instead of returning to Yan's house, she wanted to question Ling Yun's dangerous decision.

She had just appeared in Time City, and the Yan family came to inform her that an eighth-rank alchemist had come to the house, and he should be the one they invited.

"Miss, Yasha-sama asked the little one to wait for you here."

"Let's go back."

She looked into the distance, and then carried the little guy to her home to rest, planning to take her back to Ling Yun's place later.

When Ling Yun came back from Yan Xuefei with the little guy, he had already sensed it, and after a little guesswork, he knew why this happened, and he didn't object to the little guy going to her house.

"Brother, come and help me in the middle, don't be in a daze."

Little Irene's voice sounded next to her ears, the two of them were playing Glory of the Bull.

Ling Yun was entangled by her and asked him to take him to fly, but since An Qing and the others went out until now, they have been playing all the time, and the king takes the bronze.

"Little Irene, don't run around, stay in the middle, there is no tower, and you are still wandering around."

Ling Yun chose to be a jungler, no matter how powerful he is in the game, he can't grow wings and fly over.

"Brother, thief Cao is here, go over quickly, let's squat on it together."

"Okay, wait for me, I'll be right there."

"Aha, thief Cao is running away, take your life."

The whole yard is full of her laughter.

"Oh, the bronze position of the shooter on the opposite side perfectly escaped my king's prediction."

Ling Yun: "..."

King?
She had just entered the gold rank, and he was the one who led her all the way, Ling Yun couldn't laugh or cry.

Yan family!

Yan Xuefei no longer carried the little guy on her back, but hugged her in her arms, and she walked all the way to the meeting hall.

"Ma'am, you came back just in time, the alchemist is here."

Gui Yasha nodded to Yan Xuefei, somewhat puzzled by the sleeping little guy in the latter's arms.

Yan Xuefei stuffed the little guy into Dongfang Honghong's arms, looked at the alchemist and said, "You are Leng Chan? Master Leng?"

"It's the old man, the one on Ghost Island really lives up to its reputation."

Master Leng could tell through the veil just how amazing Yan Xuefei's beauty was.

(End of this chapter)