Chapter 474: Slap in the face!

Le Wuhou was furious and glared at Feng Ziyue viciously.

Feng Ziyue was open in his heart at this time, knowing this happy intention.

Biluo Niangzi's martial arts, it is impossible for this secretly supported Golden Hand Deacon to not know, even if she doesn't know that she has such a mastery as the ** Heavenly Demon Dance, but in terms of martial arts cultivation alone, Biluo Niangzi is already happy.

Although he is a deacon of the Golden Hand Society, he is just a martial artist who has broken through the Void Realm.

The person who can defeat Biluo Niangzi is naturally stronger than him in martial arts, and the only way for him to solve this matter is to take advantage of the momentum of the Golden Hand Club.

In the name of the Golden Hand Club, suppress this young man who has just come out of the rivers and lakes.

That's probably the idea in his heart.

It's a pity that Feng Ziyue didn't eat this set and ridiculed each other, so he was furious, and he would provoke the big hat of the Golden Hand Club and buckle it on Feng Ziyue's head.

"Those who dare to be enemies of the Golden Hand Society will be killed!"

Le Wuhou This is the threat of "naked" and "naked", he has no intention of making a move with his hands in his sleeves, but in his words, the murderous aura is awe-inspiring.

This is not the murderous aura of the warrior, but the coercion of a huge force, although it is not as direct and clear as the power of the warrior, but it also makes people feel depressed and frightened.

Although he was only a martial artist who had broken through the Void Primal Realm, his momentum at this time was also extremely strong.

The Golden Hand Society, one of the four major sects, has many people who say that it has surpassed the other three major sects, and it is the real second force in the world, second only to the mysterious and powerful, and has the heavenly gate of the martial arts alliance master duckweed!

Although there are also many people who say that the foundation of the Golden Hand Club is insufficient, unlike the Jokhang Temple, which has the strength of half of Thailand, it is hidden in the inner temple.

But no one can deny that in today's world, the Golden Hand Club is in the limelight and is booming.

Ordinary people, when they hear these three words, they have to be weak in their hands and feet, where does anyone dare to confront.

Dare to be the enemy of the Golden Hand Society, and there is no forgiveness - this kind of threat, even if it is the head of the Eight Hao Clans, he will probably tremble and dare not answer easily!

That's the power of the enormous forces.

Even if it is an idle cloud and a wild crane like Feng Ziyue, you can feel the huge pressure.

He raised his head, and in his eyes, there was a mockery.

"In other words, in this Baozhi Nunnery, there are many bloody cases, as long as you don't care about the deacon of the Golden Hand Society, no one in the world can take care of it, otherwise, it will be an enemy of your Golden Hand Society?

"When the predecessors of Baili Frost Wind founded the Golden Hand Society, did they want to raise you descendants?"

The establishment of the Golden Hand Club is precisely for the injustice of heaven and earth, and I am the only one who changed it, so it was named the Golden Hand Club.

However, more than a thousand years have passed, and the bones of the hundred miles of frost and wind have not been cold, and the purpose of the Golden Hand Club has long become unshaped.

In other words, the Golden Hand Society has become a deep-rooted group like the other three major sects, for whom the original ideals and beliefs are no longer important, and this monster that is too large has already formed its own rules of action.

The life and death of ordinary people, they can not worry about it, anyway, those men are all self-defeating, not worthy of pity.

The people who want to protect the deacon of the Golden Hand Society are the people who want to protect the Golden Hand Society, and the rest of the lives are like ants.

In the past ten years, he has become accustomed to it.

Even those whose martial arts are higher than their own do not dare to offend the authority of the Golden Hand Society - under this subtle influence, Le Wuhou has gradually become accustomed to seeing himself as one with the Golden Hand Society.

Whoever dares to be disrespectful to him is disrespectful to the Golden Hand.

"Bold!"

So when he heard Feng Ziyue's question, he couldn't help but scold, ignoring his martial arts at all, which was not as good as the fact that the young man in front of him was not at all.

"Take it!"

He shouted angrily, and he had already struck!

In a fit of rage, he slapped Feng Ziyue's cheek with a slap!

A master of breaking through the void realm, so what?

Le Wuhou remembered clearly, there was a master of breaking the void realm, just because he said the wrong word, he knelt in front of him, slapped his mouth, if he didn't speak, he didn't dare to stop at all.

Yes, he is indeed just a cultivator who has broken through the initial realm, and his martial arts are not as good as those of you, but he is the deacon of the Golden Hand Society, and behind him, there is the entire Golden Hand Club!

Who dares to resist!

Who dares to resist!

Resisting is to be the enemy of the Golden Hand Society, and there is only one way to die!

So he didn't forget the gap between himself and the other party's martial arts at all, and slapped it with one palm.

This is a big insult to the martial artist, slapping the cheek, even if the master is to the disciple, if it is not to provoke the attack, he will not shoot like this, only the person with the status of martial arts, far higher than the other party, will be slapped in the face!

Or rather, it's almost a shot by the master to the servant!

Under the illumination of the aura of the Golden Hand Society, Le Wuhou didn't know how many people he had slapped - among them, including the masters of the Void Breaking Middle Realm, they were all afraid of the majesty of the Golden Hand Society, and dared to be angry, but did not dare to speak.

I can only suffer such an insult stubbornly!

It's a pity that the opponent in front of him is Feng Ziyue!

Heaven and earth, there has never been fear of anyone, any force Feng Ziyue.

"Since I learned the sword, with the sword body as the bone and the sword soul as the god, the sword man would rather bend inch by inch than be soft around the fingers. ”

In the shouting of the master, in the fury of Le Wuhou, Feng Ziyue did not move, he just raised his head coldly, and his eyes suddenly lit up!

Coercion unleashed!

Like a sword!

Feng Ziyue's whole person has long been trained by him into a peerless famous sword, and now when he raises his eyes, it is just like a famous sword out of the sheath, and the sound is thousands of miles!

Burst!

He didn't need to move his sword at all, the coercion of the sword qi suddenly made Le Wuhou's eyes tingle, and he couldn't help but leave tears, and the hand he waved out was painful, as if he was caught by something, condensed in the air, and couldn't move!

Syllable!

Feng Ziyue's robe sleeves flickered, his palm shadows swayed, and his palms were slapped out horizontally on his face!

"Do you like to slap people in the face?"

"Then let you taste what it's like to be slapped in the face by others!"

Le Wuhou only felt a strong force, coming from his right cheek, where is the palm of his hand slapping his face, it is like a thousand pounds of hammer, pulling him out far away.

He wowed, spit out a mouthful of pus and blood and half a grooved tooth, and looked at Feng Ziyue in horror.

At this time, he realized that he was talking to a young man who had broken through the Void Realm and cultivated far better than himself. It's not that Jin Shou will talk to an idle warrior who has no background, but as a self who has broken through the void realm, he is facing a being who is much stronger than himself.

The master's lips trembled, and he was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

The superiority of the deacon of the Joyno Thick Golden Hand Society disappeared in an instant.

Fear enveloped his mind.