Chapter 2296
Chapter 2296 Unbearable!
When you step on the soles of your feet, it seems that the sacred mountain of Nine Heavens shakes down, with terrifying power on it, such as crushing Mo Feng.
The miserable collapsed Mo Feng, drenched with blood, shot incomparable resentment and hideousness in his eyes. He was not reconciled.
I am not reconciled.
His innate talent has returned, and it will not be long before he can board Peak again, but at this time he is in a life-and-death crisis.
Don't give him a chance.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a shouted sounded, and a person rushed out from the Emperor Treasure Pavillion, his body flashed, and he blocked the terrifying foot with himself.
This is a middle-aged man, wearing deacon clothes, gritted his teeth and blocked Mo Feng's body. The power of that foot is all acting on his body.
But his body was trembling, blood was flowing from between his teeth while gritting his teeth, and the sound of bones exploding on his body.
But the middle-aged man died still and stayed there firmly.
"Father." Mo Feng shouted, his eyes flushed, even if he was beaten, tortured, or humiliated, he never shed a tear.
At this time, his tears rolled in his eye circles, and he said loudly: "Father, stay away, these things have nothing to do with you."
The middle-aged gritted his teeth. Blocked fiercely, completely motionless.
"Mo deacon, your son is already a big waste, he will not have half hope in this life, he is a bearer of bad luck, even you are tired, I think you should leave him alone Life and death are good." white clothed man said with a sneer.
"Master Qiu Young, my son was wrong in this matter, I will apologize for him like you, please be magnanimous, please spare us."
Mo Feng’s father, The former half emperor, now Immortal Sovereign, lowered his head at this time, and said in a pleading gesture.
Qiu Young Master put away the soles of his feet and said: "Okay, then you kneel down, kowtow, beg me, I can consider being magnanimous."
"Father, no! "Mo Feng shouted.
But the middle-aged man bent his knees, fell on his knees, and said: "Master Qiu Young, please be magnanimous, give my son a way out."
"Please You." He smashed his head to the ground, his voice trembling, as if he was about to crush his mouthful of teeth.
"Ah!!!"
Mo Feng's heart seems to be stabbed with a knife, heart-piercing, life is not as good as death, tears in his eyes cannot help but fall .
His father Mo Cang, a dignified upright man, has never bowed his head to anyone, let alone begged to anyone.
What a face-saving person he is, and at this time, kneeling down on the ground, begging for forgiveness.
For him!
"hahaha."
Qiu Young Master laughed, ridiculed by countless people around, big waste, small waste, this waste father and son, really has no bones.
"bang!"
Next moment, Qiu Young Master stepped on Mo Cang's head, aloof and remote said, "Come and listen to the call grandfather."
"Qiu Lang, I'll rush your grandma!" Mo Feng yelled, struggling to stand up, but he was not stable yet, his body flew upside down again, and his chest exploded.
Qiu Lang puts his palms away, sneeered: "Trash it, do it in front of me, don't pee and take pictures of yourself?"
He stepped on Mo Cang's foot Head, said: "Mo deacon, now, is your only chance, call grandfather to listen, I can spare you the trash father and son, otherwise, this Young Master will give him a relief today."
"Big waste, know a little bit, you should know that with your current cultivation base, in front of our big brother Qiu, you don't even have the qualifications to raise your hand."
"You kind of People, what kind of face and dignity you want, it is a great honor to live in the world."
The noise around is even more harsh, I don’t know how many people, laugh loudly, hit a person when he's down .
Mo Feng fell on the ground, spurting blood from his mouth and trembling body, while Mo Cang, with blood red eyes, glanced at his son and shook his head silently.
Forbearance!
Immediately, he said: "Okay, my name is..."
"Father!" Mo Feng cried, this kind of sorrow was unbearable for him, and father's torture made him Life is better than death.
Forbearance?
I have a saber in my heart, how can I bear it?
How to endure?
But, how can you not bear it?
His current cultivation base is only the Immortal Sovereign Third Layer, and it has not been fully restored. How to resist?
"Lord..."
Mo Cang's voice seemed to be squeezed from between his teeth. He is a proud man, and now he is giving everything for his son.
"Speak louder, this Young Master can't hear it. By the way, did you not eat this morning?" Qiu Lang's feet pressed hard, and Mo Cang's head touched the ground, as if to pierce in.
He endured everything, his body trembled under torture, the palm of his hand under his sleeve made the sound of ka-cha, and the skeleton broke.
Immediately, he raised all the cultivation bases and said loudly: "Lord..."
"Shut up!"
But at this moment, a shouted sounded, pressing Covering everything, the words behind Mo Cang were directly and completely covered up.
This sound also shocked everyone at the scene, and a pair of curious eyes looked towards the person who spoke.
Qiu Lang is even more so, and after noticing that the purple hair is coming, the cultivation base is weak, coldly said: "You are courting death?"
"if one can let people off, then spare them, your humiliation to them is enough, leave a way for others to survive." Su Hao said solemnly.
"Impudent!" Qiu Lang scolded with cold eyes: "Where is the wild boy, dare to make irresponsible remarks to me, do you want to die?"
Looking at it with a playful look, what happened today, there are so many people who cannot tell good from bad.
A trifling Immortal Sovereign seven-fold cultivation base, dare to make trouble with Qiu Young Master?
"Big brother..."
Mo Feng yelled, tears in his eyes, falling down again, seeing Su Hao, as if he had seen his relatives, he felt like he had suffered a great grievance. Child, can't stand it anymore.
The great genius of the past, although he has fallen, his arrogance and dignity are still there, Dao Heart is still there, and even more determined.
But under the torture of extraordinary shame and humiliation, he couldn't bear it, heart-pierced, and even cried.
"Big brother?"
Qiu Lang glanced at Su Hao again, and then burst into a harsh laugh: "hahaha, this waste, call him big brother?"
"Sure enough, it's rubbish looking for rubbish, why, you are a trifling Immortal Sovereign Seventh Layer, and you plan to make a mistake in front of me?"
"Do you want to call grandfather a few times too?" Qiu Lang was complacent, his voice was harsh, and his expression was arrogant and domineering, as if he was regardless of the law and of natural morality.
Su Hao's expression is cold, his steps are moving forward, his palms are already secretly capable, this guy is really annoyed to the extreme.
But!
"Big brother, right there." Another coldly shouted sounded, and a few people rushed in with the sound of the blast.
The man in the lead is tall, more than two meters in length, dark skin, and exudes a vast aura, like a ferocious savage.
As this person arrived, people around him immediately showed fear, Qiu Lang also eyes flashed, and immediately put away his smile.
Niu Da, Inner Courtyard is comparable to the existence of a half emperor, and even stronger than him.
Why did this guy come?