Respect

Attic room.

Tang Manqing stared, just stared, as if lost.

It was also at this moment that she finally understood why this person seemed to be leisurely and relaxed, and he didn't put anyone in his eyes, as if he didn't seem to take anything seriously.

Previously, she always thought that this guy was bluffing. With the rules of the villa, she knew that Peng Jia didn't dare to do it, so she dared to be so arrogant.

Now she realized that it was all she thought.

This person was not a bluff from the beginning, but was really fearless, and really did not take it seriously, and he really didn't take everyone seriously.

indeed.

How can a person who is not at all affected by the dual powers of nature's colorful spirit and the bright sun and the law of the day?

How could a person who broke the hearts of everyone in the audience with a prestigious applause?

now.

Tang Manqing wanted to laugh, laughing at his ignorance.

Such a mysterious, unknown, and powerful man, himself ... even suspected that he had lost his cultivation, mental disorder?

But she couldn't figure out how a person who is to be cultivated without cultivation, without creation, and who is weak in both spirit and body is not affected by the dual influences of nature and the great light of the sun. Prestige shocks everyone's mind?

Don't understand!

I can't figure it out.

It goes against all the common sense of practice.

Not at all common sense.

She didn't understand and couldn't figure it out.

On the field, Peng Jia did not understand and was more confused.

He stumbled there.

Like a statue, his face is pale, his eyes are glaring and bulging. If he sees a ghost, his body can't help trembling, and his features are somewhat distorted.

Previously, he did not believe and could not accept it.

He still didn't believe it, and still couldn't accept it.

However, many things in this world are not true if you don't believe it, nor will they happen if you cannot accept it.

"Little cub."

Gu Qingfeng squinted his eyes and looked at Peng Jia, his expression was calm, his tone was plain, without sorrow and joy, without anger and worry, just like chatting, he said faintly: "You can learn from others by your skill ? "

opposite.

Peng Jia finally realized that the person in front of him couldn't mess with him.

But it was late.

He wants to run.

But he couldn't move at all.

You don't even feel your physical presence.

why?

do not know.

She was completely shrouded in deep fear, and if she fell into the endless dark abyss, no matter how he struggled, it would be useless, suffocate him, and make him feel despair.

"I am a prince of the Emperor Xian Dynasty and a disciple of Nan Douzong. My parents are both immortals and elders of Nan Douzong. If you ... if you dare to touch me, my parents, Nan Douzong, The immortal won't ... never let you go. "

Peng Jia was finally afraid, afraid of being in the bones, and also being in the soul. He raised his family background and hoped to make the other person afraid.

"Ha ha."

Gu Qingfeng smiled, raised a glass of wine, shook his head, and smiled: "I'm afraid, Grandpa rarely kills now. Before you put it off, you don't know how many times you died, not to mention that you didn't care about Grandpa, too. Will kill you. "

Anyway, Gu Qingfeng watched Peng Jia ’s overhead round of the big day bright light phase, said: "This thing should be the so-called big day light phase, right? It looks pretty good, can you let the grandfather play? Have fun? "

Speaking, he didn't wait for Peng Jia to respond, and saw him beckoning. At the moment of the rush, he was sucked in by the bright day of Falun Gong.

This is a round of nine meters, which contains the power of the sun and the power of the light. It is now held in the palm of the ancient Qingfeng, just like playing something.

"Don't say, the weight is quite enough."

As soon as Gu Qingfeng lifted his palm, the daylight and bright light flew up into the sky, then fell back to his palm, lifted it again, and fell again.

Everyone knows that this is the bright day of Falun Gong, and it is also a symbol of the Earl of the Xian Dynasty. At this moment, like a balloon, it is thrown away by the ancient breeze.

Since the beginning of this century, no one has done so.

Because the daylight and bright law phase contains extremely overbearing daylight power, and the vast force of light, few people can resist.

It does not matter.

It is important that Daylight is not only a symbol of the prince, but also a symbol of the imperial dynasty.

It is not only the princes of the imperial dynasty, but also the profanity of the imperial dynasty that humiliates the playing of the bright sun of the big day!

Who would dare to do so?

Now this person dares!

Moreover, every time he tossed, the big day bright light phase became inexplicably smaller, and after throwing back and forth seven or eight times, the big day bright light phase that was originally nine meters became as big as a fist.

"you you……"

opposite.

Peng Jia is still suspended in the mid-air system, unable to move, the physical body is shaking more and more, and even blurred and distorted. After all, this is his Yuanshen. Every time the Yuanshen throws it in the hands of the ancient Qingfeng, his whole body acupuncture meridian, Dantian The Purple House will be greatly affected. The painful look is like the soul being squeezed.

"Give me back my primordial dharma ... or else ... otherwise ... I swear by Peng Jia ... surely ... it will surely make you dead !!"

"Really? That's just for you."

Gu Qingfeng swept a smile across the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand, which was only about the size of the thumb, into the body of Peng Jia.

He clapped his hands, just like the dust on his hands, then stood up, stretched a lazy waist, and said, "My grandfather said he wouldn't kill you if he didn't kill you. There is a habit, which is also an old problem, that is, do not like to be beaten, other people hit me, the grandfather will fight back. Previously, now, and in the future is no exception. Since you do it to the grandfather, you have to bear the price of the hands. "

The voice fell, and Gu Qingfeng raised his foot and struck Peng Jia's chest directly!

Click!

Going on like this ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ When standing still in the empty Peng Jia, the skin flickered, all the bones of the whole body were shattered, Dantian Purple House exploded and collapsed, the Yuanshen Fa phase disappeared, and the colorful spirit of nature was destroyed and fell to the ground. The beach is muddy, it is really a pool of mud, even the appearance of people is gone.

Wasted.

Completely obsolete.

Not only is it a waste, it is also a waste of nature, and people are also waste. The waste is completely, every inch of skin, every acupuncture point, every meridian is crushed, and there is no vitality all over the body.

Even so.

He is still alive.

Gu Qingfeng said that he would not kill him, then he would not kill him.

He is indeed alive.

But he is dying.

There is only air intake and no air exhaust.