Chapter 747: Using He Chen to slap people in the face, isn't that giving them face

"At least in class, if you don't raise your hand, you cannot speak!"

Feng Cuicui immediately followed up on Xiao Haiyang's words, feeling relieved in his heart.

Just now, he had denounced everyone for their poor professional course grades and dared to be so arrogant; after saying it, he regretted it.

It wasn't that he regretted saying such harsh words.

It was that he regretted using Ye Jiping as an example.

The reason he brought up Ye Jiping, and without giving any face at all, even more straightforwardly than confronting Ye Ji...

The residents of Yuanyuan previously lived a happy and peaceful life and had not experienced war for a long time, so they did not gain any initiative in this war.

Ye Yuan had confidence that as long as he obtained the Mechanical Divine Sword, he could absolutely be a true human sword immortal on this plane, walking the world alone.

Victor rolled his right hand, and the five chain blades instantly twisted together and reconstructed into a giant metal whip composed of ring-shaped chain links.

Damn it, are you meddling too much? Saying the sect's strength is poor in front of me, the Sect Master, isn't that slapping my face?

But the three words "see you later" are truly one of the most irresponsible coinages in the world. "Later" is too simple; many people who are close at hand and want to see each other cannot do so just by turning their heads.

Dong dong dong dong, the sound of Mo Wuwen's chasing footsteps rang out, but the person walking in front seemed to have heard nothing, as if everything had nothing to do with him, still walking with a limp.

Qin Ya finally said, "If you really don't eat, I'm leaving." Shen Peichuan said, "Don't eat." After Qin Ya left, Shen Peichuan let out a long sigh.

In the breeze and drizzle, the curtain was occasionally blown open. Ruan Xueyin didn't reach out, just looked outside the carriage through the occasional gap.

This Feathered Serpent God, who was called a "god" in ancient times, did not hide the shocking truth that 【he is the body consciousness of the Devil Fruit】 at all. Clearly, he didn't intend to let Victor live to leave.

"Chelsea's goal today squeezed out Viduka's goal, becoming the third goal in Premier League history!" Huang Jianxiang congratulated.

Before he could finish speaking, Tian Sheng stepped forward and pushed open the door, peeking inside. Sure enough, the room was empty; except for a bed and a table, there was nothing else.

The Dali Temple let her take Su Jing'an and Zhang Ya out for a stroll, so she still had to take them both. After asking about the flower-picking thief, she would take Zhang Ya and Su Jing'an for a stroll.

And Lu Zhong also sensed the crisis this time; every pore on his body was shrinking. This was a warning that only appeared when encountering a strong crisis.

Jiang Chen Yu also looked at this tombstone and saw the words on it, thinking secretly in her heart: "Jue? This name sounds familiar." Suddenly, she remembered that the most powerful generation of High Priests in their clan was named Chang Jue. He led the clansmen to a glorious height. Even now, it was unreachable.

This time it was Li Muyun's turn to be dumbfounded. From Chen Feng's previous ignorance of the outer world, he had thought he was a core disciple of some hidden family or hermit expert. At this moment, seeing Chen Feng's appearance, he was somewhat suspicious again.

Xuantan and Mr. Dong faced the Feathered Immortal, while Yu Mu and Li Zui faced the Return-to-One Immortal. But this time, it wasn't a battle between martial artists and swordsmen, but two existences who had once stepped out of the Bronze Gate, also the invincible ones of an era.

Actually, the Empress didn't think so in her heart. If Xiao Yao really liked Wei Chiming, they couldn't agree, because they felt Wei Chiming was not good enough.

Duanmu Zhige insisted on becoming stronger step by step, refusing to bow to Zhang Lingyi and his son. Lin Yue seemed to see his own shadow.

In their midst was a middle-aged man, with a burly and upright figure, strong as a beast, with red hair and red eyebrows, and even his pupils were crimson.

And at this moment, under the riot of Zhou Xuantong's spiritual energy, countless green vines broke out, binding all the eunuchs and wrapping them into wooden cocoons. ===== CHAPTER 748 =====