The most powerful world overlord system

Chapter 43
"Lei Badao, you dare to do this, aren't you afraid of being punished by the committee and Qinghe Fang!"

Lu Xiaoran was also very surprised.

Even though Xianwuzong and Lei Humen had a grudge, it never reached the point where they had to die.

"Hmph, what is the mere Immortal Martial Sect? If you kill you, there will naturally be big shots backing us!"

Lei Badao rushed into the air, grinning grinningly: "Jiang Feichen, I only blame you for being the descendant of Xianwuzong, so die!"

Before he finished speaking, the brilliance in Lei Badao's hand exploded, turning into a three-foot Leiwen Lingdao, and he slashed at Jiang Feichen.

"As long as I kill you and destroy the Xianwumen, I will be able to hug Mr. Meichuan's thigh. From now on, we will be able to achieve great success, just around the corner!"

Lei Badao was extremely proud. Although the spirit knife in his hand hadn't fallen yet, the eyes he looked at Jiang Feichen, Lu Xiaoran and others in front of him were no different from those of the dead.

"Who is so bold that he dares to attack Sect Leader Jiang!"

"Presumptuous, boys, hurry up and help out!"

But just as Lei Badao slashed down with the spiritual knife in his hand, two loud shouts suddenly rose from behind the small courtyard of Xianwuzong.

"Whizzing"

In the woods, two burly figures rushed out at the same time, one behind the other, their powerful bodies collided with the air, making a whistling sound.

"Black Remnant Three Claws!"

Hei Laosan arrived first, and he stretched out his hands, both big hands were covered by a pair of spiritual steel claws, and with a clang, Lei Badao's spiritual knife was stopped.

"who!"

Lei Badao was shocked. He never thought that there were two body refiners in the foundation establishment stage hidden in the Immortal Martial Sect.

He couldn't react in time for a while, and his level was weaker than that of Hei Lao San, and he was not a body trainer, with limited arm strength, how could he receive Hei Lao San's blow.

But after a face-to-face meeting, Lei Badao was thrown away by Hei Laosan's claws, and his figure drifted back more than ten meters.

"what!"

Lei Badao was repelled, and just as he landed on the ground, two screams came from his ears.

He looked back, only to see his two most proud disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage, spraying blood, flying upside down to the ground.

"Master Jiang, Li Chongshan is here!"

Li Chongshan, dressed in coarse linen, was shirtless, with bronze-like muscles towering and full of strength.

With one punch, he sent two Leihumen Foundation Establishment disciples flying, and appeared in front of Jiang Feichen, protecting him behind him.

"Dare to make trouble in Xianwuzong and affect the construction period!"

"Fuck them!"

A loud bang rose amid billowing dust and smoke.

Behind the small courtyard of Xianwuzong, there are more than 160 sturdy body trainers, holding sticks, stone pillars, and tree trunks, rushing fiercely.

Although they are tall and burly, their movements are nimble. When they jump, they move and turn like monkeys.

After a few tumblings, he rushed to the Leihumen crowd and surrounded all the Leihumen disciples.

Without Jiang Feichen saying a word, more than 160 tall and powerful body trainers and hired workers swarmed up, drowning more than 80 Leihumen disciples.

These body-training practitioners and hired workers usually hang out at the bottom of the society. Street gang fights are commonplace, and they are all ruthless and tricky.

Iron rods, stone pillars, and tree trunks in his hands roared down.

Lei Humen disciples, although they practiced on a daily basis and also exchanged ideas with each other, they all went to the end, and they had seen such a scene there.

Seeing the fierce-eyed and ferocious body refiner hireling rushing towards him, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder trembled, his face turned pale, and he couldn't muster the slightest courage to resist.

"Oh, stop hitting, stop hitting!"

"Masters of body training, please be merciful!"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

In just three or five breaths, the sound of tragic wailing resounded through the top of the main peak.

Except for Lei Badao, all the disciples of Lei Humen were laid dry, clutching their arms and thighs, curled up into a ball, twitching and moaning, it was horrible.

"Who are you and why are you standing up for Jiang Feichen!"

Lei Badao was subdued by Hei Lao San and Li Chongshan, and escorted to Jiang Feichen.

His face was blue and purple alternately, his left cheek was swollen high, and his eyes were squeezed into a thin slit.

Blood dripped from the corners of the mouth, nose and mouth.

"Do you know that if you block my shot today, you will offend some big man!"

Lei Badao struggled desperately, yelled loudly, with a ferocious expression, furious.

"Rage Wheat Paralyzed!"

Hei Lao San on the side hit Lei Badao in the stomach with an uppercut.

The tyrannical strength of the body refiners in the foundation building period almost killed Lei Basao to the sky with one punch.

Lei Badao felt that his internal organs were not like his own. He was in unbearable pain, and he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't even gather the strength to cry out in pain.

"Hey, what an idiot big man, no matter how big he is, he can still beat Proud Sword City!"

Hei Lao San curled his lips in disdain, spit out thick phlegm into Lei Badao's grown mouth, and scored a three-pointer.

"vomit"

Before Lei Badao recovered from the severe pain, he felt a warm stench in his mouth, filling his entire taste buds.

The whole person is not good immediately!

His eyes widened in anger, his eyes protruded, his throat moved for a while, and he gathered the greatest strength in his life to spit out the thick phlegm.

"Snapped"

But before he could muster up his strength, Hei Lao San's big hand slapped Lei Badao's big mouth right in the middle.

"Gudong"

Lei Badao was slapped by this palm, and he leaned back, swallowing all the thick phlegm in his mouth very simply.

"what!"

Lei Badao completely collapsed. His face was bulging with veins and his body was struggling violently. He wanted to pull his hands out of the hands of Hei Lao San and Li Chongshan to grab his own throat.

All of a sudden, the power emitted was so powerful that it almost made Hei Lao San and Li Chongshan lose their hands.

"Brother, it's disgusting!"

Lu Xiaoran covered her mouth, feeling her stomach was overwhelmed.

Liu Mochi, Mu Gucheng, and Mo Wuji also turned pale for a while, thankful that they hadn't eaten anything this morning.

Li Chongshan also frowned, feeling a little unbearable, wondering if he should let go first, and let Lei Badao vomit.

"Master Lei, it's hard to suffer!"

Jiang Feichen turned a blind eye to this. He had a lot of experience in his previous life, and he has seen many people who are more disgusting than this.

He looked at Lei Badao who was struggling violently, and said with a smile: "As long as you tell me who ordered you to come, I will let them let you go."

"Jiang Feichen, stop delusional, no one ordered me, it's just that I don't like it!"

Although Lei Badao was extremely uncomfortable and scratched his heart, he did not lose his mind because of it.

He squeezed out his voice almost between his teeth: "However, I advise you to let me go now, or you will have a better time in the future!"

"It seems that our head Lei still likes the mouth of Hei Lao San very much?"

Jiang Feichen smiled slightly: "Senior Hei, since Master Lei likes it so much, you can feed him a few more mouthfuls. My Immortal Martial Sect's hospitality has always been generous and never stingy!"

(End of this chapter)