readx;?? This devouring power was generated by the tearing of space, and for Yi Heng, it would not bring any harm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But after this devouring, there was a huge palm, like a ghost, silent, suddenly burrowed out of the black hole and appeared behind Yi Heng.

"Bang!"

Yi Heng's face changed, and he immediately waved the third knife to smash this illusory big hand, and when the third knife slashed on it, the big hand suddenly flickered, and then hit Yi Heng unharmed.

Yi Heng wanted to hide, but he couldn't hide at all!

"Poof!"

Yi Heng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his expression turned pale, and he retreated dozens of meters away, his expression was gloomy and a little terrifying.

He didn't expect Qinglin's strength to be so strong, and in just a few breaths of fighting, he had already suffered a dark loss.

The third knife was useless at all, Yi Heng wanted to use the fourth knife, but at this moment, Qinglin's figure flashed, stepped out, and arrived in front of Yi Heng in an instant!

As if teleporting, the distance between the two was thousands of meters, but under Qinglin's step, Yi Heng didn't even notice it, so he directly shortened the distance.

Yi Heng's pupils contracted, and then retreated.

He retreated, and Qinglin would naturally follow.

The white and slender palm slowly stretched out, and the sleeves swayed in the wind, without conjuring any attack, just slapping towards Yi Heng's face with this ordinary palm.

"Aren't you, the so-called Tianjiao, the so-called Holy Son, going to teach Qing a lesson? Why are you just running away now?" Qinglin's tone was flat, like a leisurely stroll.

But Yi Heng is different, under Qinglin's pursuit, Yi Heng gritted his teeth, he almost showed his strongest speed, but this speed is like an ant in front of Qinglin, it seems that no matter how fast he gallops, Qinglin can easily catch up.

"What kind of physical cultivation is he, has he also reached the late stage of the Open Heaven Realm?!" Yi Heng secretly roared in his heart.

"Wow!"

He grabbed the fourth knife, and his whole body exploded, all of which were poured into the long knife, and the sword appeared overwhelmingly, nearly ten thousand zhang, and it seemed to sweep the heavens and the earth, cutting everything.

"Die!!"

Yi Heng's eyes flickered, revealing a cold light and killing intention, this fourth knife was already eight times his own strength, if he could split Qinglin, Yi Heng believed that even if Qinglin really reached the late stage of the Open Heaven Realm, it would still have to be split in half!

Qinglin didn't dodge or dodge, and when the knife fell, his fingers flicked lightly into the air.

This action was extremely elegant and chic, as if it was played at random, but after its fingers fell, the void immediately burst open, and a large crack was torn, and the ten thousand zhang sword was as if it had encountered some amazing obstruction, and it was slightly paused, and it actually bounced directly into the sky.

Yi Heng had been holding the fourth long knife all the time, and at this moment, the knife was bounced back, and he was also forced, and there was a fierce shock in his hand, and a lot of blood flowed out.

"Whew!"

Without waiting for Yi Heng to be shocked, Qinglin's figure suddenly appeared in front of Yi Heng.

Yi Heng's face changed greatly, and he wanted to flee.

Qinglin grinned, stretched out his palm, penetrated the void, grabbed Yi Heng's collar, and forcibly lifted it back.

"What are you running?" Qinglin asked calmly.

Yi Heng's expression was cold, he stared at Qinglin gloomily, and said through gritted teeth: "To deal with waste like you, Yi still needs to run?"

"Smack!"

As soon as Yi Heng's words fell, a loud slap suddenly resounded in the void of the central square of the entire Mending Heaven Pavilion!

Everyone was stunned, the disciples of the major sects, the elders of the major sects, and even the high-level leaders of the Heaven Replenishing Pavilion were all stunned on the spot.

Even Ji Wanling suddenly opened her eyes, her brows furrowed, full of displeasure.

And Yi Heng, as the party concerned, touched his red face, his eyes were dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

His face was almost swollen, but Qinglin's slap didn't use any cultivation power, it was just an ordinary slap.

However, although there was a hot feeling coming, Yi Heng didn't feel it at all, at this moment, he felt that the whole world was about to be destroyed, the arrogance, the arrogance, the inevitability, and all the glory of being the Holy Son disappeared with this slap!

"You dare to hit me!!" After a long time, Yi Heng suddenly raised his head, his eyes were blood-red, and he stared at Qinglin and roared.

"Smack!"

Qinglin didn't say a word, and slapped Yi Heng's face again, and the crisp sound was transmitted to everyone's ears, even if it wasn't them at the moment, they all felt that their faces were hot.

"What's wrong with me hitting you?"

Qing Lin said calmly: "When I was in the place of the ancient giant's trial before, didn't you tell me to clean up after me? Now that Qing has come out, you are provocative again, do you really think that if you are the holy son of the Heavenly Pavilion, you will be lawless? No one can control you, right?"

"Smack!"

"This slap is for myself, your parents let you know what it means to be arrogant, and I will let you know what it means to be low-key!"

"Smack!"

"This slap is for my daughter, Qing Mou, I can't see others speaking disrespectfully to my daughter, you, as the Holy Son of Mending Heaven Pavilion, don't even have this quality, it's really a waste of Mending Heaven Pavilion's good reputation. ”

"Smack!"

"This slap is for ......"

The entire square was overhead, and everyone was dumbfounded.

They just watched quietly, watching Yi Heng like a dead dog, being caught in Qinglin's hands, and slapping Yi Heng in the face one after another.

Every time he slapped him, Qinglin would say a word, but it seemed to be reasonable, and no one could refute it.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and they looked at Yi Heng with pity.

This is the Holy Son of the Heavenly Pavilion!

Regardless of his identity, Yi Heng is still a peerless Tianjiao in the late stage of the Open Heaven Realm, but in Qinglin's hands, he was fanned over like a piece.

The faces of the people in the Mending Heaven Pavilion were extremely ugly, no matter who was right or wrong, Yi Heng was the holy son of the Mending Heaven Pavilion after all, in front of so many people, being beaten into this pig's head, not only Yi Heng himself was embarrassed, but also lost face to the Mending Heaven Pavilion.

"Qinglin, stop for the time being, Yi Heng has already admitted defeat. Feng Shui Han, as the young pavilion master of the Mending Heaven Pavilion, finally couldn't help but speak.

"Smack!"

Qinglin slapped Yi Heng again, turned his head to look at Feng Shui Han, and said calmly: "Young Pavilion Master, this person lacks education in his bones, Qing is not cruel, just let him know what is called the way of life." Besides......"

"I don't think he looks like he's admitting defeat!"