Destroying the Immortals

Chapter 633 Deja Vu
"Hehe—" The burly middle-aged man on the opposite side led a group of people and walked towards him.

"Changxin, long time no see."

That burly middle-aged man, although smiling, gave the impression of a half-hearted smile, and the bottom of his eyes was shining with light.

When he said this, there was a faint hint of sarcasm.

"Kun Cheng." The Lord of the Nets glanced at him indifferently, "I haven't seen you for 20 years, and soon, I wish I could never see you again."

Hearing Luo Wang's words, the middle-aged man named Kun Cheng sneered, "Why, why are you so small, you still remember what happened 20 years ago."

"Although you were defeated by me back then, that's not the reason why you hate me. Weak people must behave like weak people."

He looked smug.

There was still strong contempt in the eyes staring at the Lord of the Net.

"I still remember the scene when I stepped on your face on the ground."

After finishing speaking, he laughed wildly, and the face of the Lord of the Net gradually turned livid.

"Master, is this person your defeat back then?!"

At this moment, the young man behind Kun Cheng's long and narrow eyes flickered, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Forget it, forget it, a hero doesn't mention his bravery." Kun Cheng waved his hand hypocritically, "It's really immoral to bring up other people's sad things."

The face of the Lord of the Net gradually became gloomy, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Back then, he was the son of the net, after all, he belonged to the younger generation, and he was humiliated, so he naturally remembered it in his heart.

But now, he is the head of the Luowang Branch, and he has never been ridiculed like this before, let alone a junior to point out.

"Kun Cheng, it's best to teach you, junior, what etiquette is."

He suppressed his anger, his eyes gradually turned cold, "Otherwise, when the time comes, he will be the one to suffer."

"Etiquette?" A sarcastic arc was drawn on the handsome young man's face, some people really didn't deserve it. "

At this moment, the woman next to him also swayed, and slowly walked up, "Which dynasty's saint is this, this appearance is really unflattering, tsk tsk——"

There is light in her eyes, and her red lips are extremely gorgeous. However, her makeup is extremely thick. Although she looks good, it inevitably gives people a gaudy feeling.

As for Xianchen, she is ten times prettier than her, even if she dresses up casually, she is still more attractive than her.

I really don't know where she got the confidence to mock Xianchen.

Faced with such ridicule, Xianchen just smiled lightly, not to be outdone at all, "Sister, it's okay to be old, but you can put too much powder on it, it's like a ghost, it will scare people."

Hearing what Xianchen said, the woman was so angry that her nose turned crooked. She looks old?
"you you--"

This coquettish bitch bullied her just because he was young?
"What are you?" Xianchen sneered, "It's okay to be old, you are still ugly, and it's not your fault that you are ugly, but you are ugly and still run out to be a monster and scare people. Who gave you the courage? ?”

Xianchen's series of words made the woman speechless, and the white powder on her angry face was about to be shaken off.

Seeing the woman's appearance, Xianchen couldn't help snorting, "Fight with her?"Bring shame on yourself!

How could this old and ugly woman have the courage?

"Changxin, I didn't expect that your Dazhou branch's human strength is not very good, but your verbal skills are top-notch." Na Kuncheng's face was extremely gloomy, "It's just that this time the big competition, the fighting , it’s not lip service, but strength.”

"I'm afraid it's you guys who are making fun of you. When you come up, you are like a duck, talking to yourself, don't you know it's ridiculous?"

At this moment, Qin Yu said something lightly.

"Duck?" Hearing this, Xianchen couldn't help laughing out loud, imagining that the posture of the three of them just now really looked like a duck.

"Duck?" The faces of the three members of the Kun Dynasty were so gloomy that they could drip water. How dare this guy humiliate them like this.

"If I meet you on the big competition stage, you will die miserably." The corner of the young man's mouth curled into a wicked smile, "The tragedy of the Great Zhou branch will continue in your hands."

"You deserve it too?" Qin Yu glanced at him disdainfully, "You'd better be lucky not to meet me, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

Hearing this, the young man sneered unceasingly, a waste who knows how to play tricks, can really brag.

"I hope your strength can be as strong as your eloquence." The young man paused, "Remember, my name is Cheng Yuan. From now on, this name will cast a shadow on you for the rest of your life."

"Yo yo—"

At this moment, not far from them, there was another joking voice.

"Why are you Kun Dynasty and Great Zhou Dynasty fighting here again?"

This time, it was a middle-aged man in a golden robe, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face, and a cynical smile on his face.

Behind him, followed by a man and a woman.

Moreover, the appearance of that woman made Qin Yu's eyes tremble slightly.

"She's the one among the colorful clouds—"

No matter what Qin Yu thought, he couldn't remember the other party's name, but he did meet once in Caiyun Jian of the Xuangu Dynasty.

It was that time, Princess Chen Yu hosted a banquet among the colorful clouds, and he slapped Xiao Ziheng, Mu Xiling, and Fei Shangjian violently.

Before he left, this woman had appeared.

Now it seems that she is the saint of the Xuangu Dynasty branch.

Xin Yun also felt very strange, that young man in white seemed a little familiar.

Today, she is still wearing a fiery red dress, which highlights her mature and fiery body, and her every move is full of seductive and mature charm.

"My lord, have we met somewhere?" She looked at Qin Yu and asked with a smile.

Qin Yu smiled slightly, and said lightly, "There are so many similar people in the world, I'm afraid Miss has identified the wrong person, I don't have the slightest impression of you."

"Is that so?" Xin Yun smiled, but didn't care too much.

The young man in front of him should not be the Qin Yining who caused a bloodbath in the Xuangu Dynasty. That guy is simply a monster.

There should be a bigger background, not something that can be cultivated by those branches of the net.

She must be the wrong person.

"Hmph, I'll let you go today." Kun Cheng snorted coldly, "I hope you are lucky and don't meet people from my Kun Dynasty on the battlefield."

"Otherwise...hahaha!"

Behind them, there was a long string of wild laughter.

"Fucking shit." The middle-aged man in the golden robe cursed, looked at Chang Xin and the others helplessly, and said, "Your Dazhou branch has lost for so many years, and you can say that you have a feud with the Nakun Dynasty branch. Please be more aggressive and get rid of them quickly, lest they bite people everywhere like mad dogs."

In the words, there is also strong dissatisfaction with the branch of the Kun Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)