As a new war emperor, I don’t want to follow the routine.

Oops!

Feeling the hot breath suddenly approaching behind him, Pesifan felt something bad in his heart.

He hurriedly turned around and tried to mobilize his spiritual power to resist.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Wu Hang's attack speed had already been trained by Xi Yue and was far faster than ordinary people. Peisi Fan's defense was not completed in time!

Pesifan seemed to be aware of this,

'Done!That's too late! ! ! '

Seeing the rapidly enlarging fist, Pei Xifan was so frightened that he squatted down with his head in his hands. The majesty of the prince had completely vanished at this moment.

"pong!!!"

With a loud bang like thunder, the power accumulated in Wu Hang's fist completely exploded, and the hot breath swept across the entire open-air restaurant.

? ? ! !

Huh? !

Pesifan, who was supposed to be beaten to death by this punch, was surprised to find that except for the burning breath hitting his face, he had not been attacked in any way.

Wu Hang's fist did not hit him! !

While trembling, Pesifan carefully put down the hand that was holding his head and looked up curiously.

next moment,

The 'sadness' in Peisifan's expression suddenly turned into nothingness, and emotions of joy and overjoyment emerged in Peisifan's mind.Looking at the tall and strong back in front of him, Peisifan jumped up excitedly.

"Father!!"

That's right,

Suddenly, a rough man with a height of nearly two meters and platinum short hair appeared in front of Pei Xifan. He was Pei Xifan's father, the famous Zhendong Prince Mueller among the Holy Soul Clan.

At this time, Muller had defeated Wu Hang's attack and firmly held Wu Hang's fist with his right hand, making it difficult for him to move forward even a little bit.

"You bullied my son?"

Chapter 96 Awakening

Although I don’t know why my busy father suddenly appeared here,

But seeing this father who had always doted on him, Pesifan was naturally ecstatic. He swept away his previous uneasiness, stood up and stood next to Mueller with great poise.

"Father! You're here! You have to make the decision for me, my son! Those guys have treated me..."

……

...(high speed bb)

……

"Anyway! Don't let them off lightly!!"

Peisifan spoke with such a triumphant look, and after exaggerating what had just happened, he informed his father.

After listening to his son's words, Mueller

The face that was already filled with evil spirits became even more fierce, and a violent cyan light gradually emerged from the eyes staring at Wu Hang.

"Is it you? Dare you hit my son?!"

As he spoke, Muller's spiritual power surged around his body, and the powerful wind-attributed spiritual power fluctuations that symbolized the strength of the demigods suddenly spread out at this moment, directly suppressing the surrounding waiters and other distinguished guests who could not breathe, and looked at Muller in horror. , fearing that this powerful demigod who was famous for doting on his children would affect them when he was angry,

however,

Unlike others, Wu Hang, who was facing Mueller, did not show any panic and always looked at Mueller with an indifferent expression.

This made Mueller feel a little surprised.

Before Mr. Hua was beaten unconscious by Xue Fei, he sent a signal for help to Mueller and explained the situation at the scene.

In the beginning,

Mueller was still dubious when he heard that an early sixth-level student of Hui Zhiyue could instantly defeat four seniors of the same level with one blow.

However, when he looked directly at the student at the front door, Mueller was convinced that Mr. Hua had not deceived him.

Although the man in front of him did not have strong spiritual power, his eyes were filled with a chilling air.

It is not difficult for Muller, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, to judge that the opponent is someone who has actually fought on the battlefield!Such an opponent's combat experience, level of spiritual power utilization, and psychological quality are not comparable to hothouse flowers like his own son and his younger brother.

It is reasonable for Pesifan not to be hostile to the opponent.

but

Pesifan is his son after all! !

When he gets a son in old age, I can't bear to beat him and scold him!What are you kid!How dare you beat my son into a pig-headed shape! !

Thinking of this,

Mueller suddenly became furious.

That Tianyu tribe kid behind you!I can’t afford to offend you!You brat, can't I deal with it? ! !

With a cold snort, Mueller assumed a condescending posture.

"Kid, do you know the consequences of doing this?!"

"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing." Wu Hang replied without fear,

"Not interested? Do you know who I am?"

"That little beast calls you 'Father', how can I not guess it?"

"Little beast??"

How dare you call my son that? !

"You are really brave. You know that I am the Prince of Zhendong and you dare to be so rude. But since you are a junior, I will give you a chance. Kneel down and apologize to my son, and then I can consider it. How about I spare you?"

The prince is a prince after all,

Even if you are already furious inside, you still have to do your best on the surface.

heard,

Wu Hang's expression became even more full of disgust, "Like father, like son. You want to make me kneel down without asking any questions?! You old bastard is too shameless."

Wu Hang said contemptuously, as if he meant to anger the other party.

And this effect is surprisingly good,

After hearing the words 'Old Bastard', Mueller felt veins pop up on his forehead.

you can!

If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!That's fine, it saves me the trouble of continuing to act pretentious.

"Haha, it seems that you are really a brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. If I give you a chance, you don't want it. In this case, I can only teach you a lesson!"

said,

Mueller's eyes turned hateful.

With a slight exertion of force on his right hand,

"Crack!!"

With a crisp sound,

Mueller directly crushed Wu Hang's palm, and blood suddenly dripped from Wu Hang's hand drop by drop. The severe pain made Wu Hang frown.

But this is just the beginning,

'Since you dare to bully my son because of your strength, then I will turn you into a useless person! '

Mueller smiled cruelly, and the wind attribute spiritual power was directly injected into the opponent's body from Wu Hang's wrist, with the intention of completely destroying Wu Hang's tendons and ruining the opponent's future of cultivation.

only,

What Mueller didn't notice was that with the rapid influx of spiritual power, although Wu Hang's expression became increasingly painful, he also showed an imperceptible smile.

"If you dare to insult our Canberra family, you will be a useless person for the rest of your life!"

With a sneer,

Mueller exerted force again, and the wind-attributed spiritual power pouring into Wu Hang's body suddenly seemed to be summoned, and launched a final impact towards the source of energy in Wu Hang's chest.

Once the origin is broken, Wu Hang will no longer be able to practice in the future.

Watching his father take action and feeling the powerful spiritual power surging around his body, Pesifan gradually showed a hint of revenge on his face. He clenched his fists excitedly and prepared to cheer.

only,

Reality is sometimes quite unpredictable and quite funny.

"Pong!!"

without warning,

Under the confused gaze of almost everyone, a figure suddenly flew out.

This person is not Wu Hang,

But Muller, who has the absolute advantage and possesses the power of a demigod,

next moment,

Under Persifan's suspicious gaze, Mueller's figure slammed into the far wall, and the wind-attributed spiritual power that had just been released unscrupulously around him collapsed in an instant.

Looking at this familiar scene,

Pesifan was stunned.

? ? ! !

Why? !Forget it if he gets beaten up by that kid!Why is his father a demigod? !He would also be beaten away? ! !What the hell! !

"Father!! What's wrong with you?!"

He sped up and ran to the side of the wall. Looking at his father who had just broken through the wall and was in a state of embarrassment because of the dust all over his body, Pesifan asked in confusion, unable to conceal his inner disappointment in his tone.

After all, if word spread that Prince Zhendong was knocked away in such an inexplicable way, their family's face might be completely in jeopardy!

but,

Mueller no longer has the energy to care about face, and he doesn't even bother to reply to his son's words.Now, he is just staring ahead, intently.

Looking at the man with blood flowing from his right hand, but calm and composed,

The calmness in Mueller's expression before was gone.

'Just now,, just now that was,,,'

That's right! !

Just that power! !

That silver-white spiritual power! !

Although no one else saw it, he could see it clearly! !

Just when his wind attribute spiritual power was trying to destroy the muscles and veins in the man in front of him, an indescribable terrifying silver-white spiritual power suddenly erupted, not only completely defeating his power!It even came out directly, knocking him away in a panic! !

There is no doubt that it is the power of the ninth level! !

Even though Mueller is a famous demigod, he is still no different from an ant when it comes to those who are fighting for the throne!Even a trace of the body-protecting spiritual power left by the War Emperor in another person's body is enough to knock him away as a demigod.

However, this is not the key,

The key is this breath of spiritual power,

This silver-white light full of divine power, attributeless spiritual power,

Muller only met once in his life,

That was what I was lucky enough to see when I met Kuwait at Ryder Palace, the third primitive power!

That is to say,