The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Each of them has a painful expression, and it is obvious that they have suffered a lot.

But no one dared to stop. Even if he suffered an internal injury, he wiped off the blood on his mouth, gritted his teeth and rushed forward again, with the momentum like a wounded beast, even more crazily bloodthirsty.

"That's more or less the same!" Feng Bao's loud laughter came out: "Let's all step down for this seat!"

In midair, a sound like a thunderstorm sounded...

Snapped!

Qu Yang and a dozen figures were forced back by a full dozen feet!

At this time, you can see the depth of skill.

Those with weaker skills were fully shaken back more than ten feet, and forced back hundreds of steps. The worst ones were directly knocked down to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and unconscious.

Even Qu Yang, who had the strongest skill, was shocked enough to cause blood in his ears and nose, but he only retreated 9 steps, more than ten feet, so it was not too embarrassing.

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter.

Feng Bao, awe-inspiring and inviolable, stood in the center of the martial arts arena.

He fell slowly, floating in mid-air like a god-man.

The entire martial arts arena has been cracked, and there are cracks as deep as ten feet everywhere.

In the west factory, there was a complete silence, even the drop of a needle could be heard clearly.

No one dared to breathe loudly.

Strong, really strong.

The master of Xichang, Feng Bao, had never shown such powerful martial arts before when he fought Gai Nie.

This level of martial arts cultivation can no longer be described as powerful, it is like a ghost.

Qu Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, let out a miserable laugh, and took the lead to say respectfully: "The factory master is mighty! This subordinate is ashamed!"

In the entire West Factory, everyone knelt down and paid homage to Feng Bao.

In their eyes, it is not only admiration, but more like believers 2.8, fanaticism for gods!

Feng Bao smiled.

He landed slowly, overlooking all living beings, and said lightly: "Not bad."

Although it was just not bad, Qu Yang was flattered, ecstatic in his heart, and kowtowed: "It's all the master, no, the factory master has a good leader. The members of the church practice so hard and make progress."

Bishop?

Feng Bao frowned, his beautiful black eyebrows frowned slightly, and said coldly: "I have said several times, can the leader call outside?"

Qu Yang was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his body couldn't help shaking.

Oops, got the compliment, got carried away, and forgot about it all at once.

This is fatal.

The dozen or so elders behind him had ridicule in their eyes.

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Chapter 1329 Shocking [1]

"That's all. They're all my brothers, no problem!" Feng Bao waved his hand lightly and said, "For the last time, I will pull out my tongue again!"

"Thank you for not killing Mr. Chang!" Qu Yang was covered in cold sweat, as if he had received an amnesty.

Respectfully, he accompanied Feng Bao into the main hall of the West Factory.

On the solemn and solemn main hall of Xichang, there is a plaque of "Xijishichang" written by Jiajing himself.

When others come here, it is tantamount to arriving at the Hall of Yama.

It's a pity that the originally eerie main hall of the West Factory is full of weird makeup, making the atmosphere even more... weird.

On the factory chair in the center, there was a piece of extremely noble, snow-white patterned leopard skin.

This is an extremely rare snow-white leopard from outside the region. The scientific name is [Snow Leopard]. It is only produced in the snow-covered plateau above 5000 meters.Snow leopards are not only extremely powerful, but also extremely agile, making them hard to catch. Every snow leopard skin is priceless.

Feng Bao crossed his legs, sat on the snow leopard skin, squeezed his orchid fingers, took a sip of the tea, smiled coquettishly, and said charmingly: "Elder Qu Yang, you practiced and taught 13 people, and you did a good job."

If the prince were here, his eyes would pop out in surprise.

Because Feng Bao not only changed his posture, but also his voice!

He became so soft, so feminine.

Even if the crown prince came in person, he would not believe that this person who was full of femininity was Feng Bao, the eunuch whom he trusted very much and considered his confidant.

"The leader's award!" Qu Yang lowered his brows and said sympathetically, "It's all about the leadership of the leader! This Xichang, which is nominally owned by the crown prince, is actually completely controlled by the leader, and has become a sharp weapon for our Sun Moon God Sect to infiltrate Ming Dynasty. It's ridiculous that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty and the crown prince are blind people who think the leader is their lackey, I'm afraid they would never have imagined that my Sun Moon God Sect has become the master!"

Qu Yang's flattery was just right, very spot on.

Feng Bao smiled lightly, stretched out his slender hands gently, and tore off the skin of his face.

It turned out that he actually borrowed a human skin mask.