Chapter 2296
Generation’s Demon Venerable Chapter 2296
The sole of the foot is stepped down, as if the mountain of Nine Heavens is shaken down, with a terrifying force on it, if it wants to crush Mo Feng.
Mo Feng, who had collapsed miserably and was drenched with blood, shot incomparably resentment in his eyes and was extremely ferocious. He was not reconciled.
Deeply unwilling.
His innate talent has returned, and it won't be long before he can go to 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 Pavilion, his body flashed, and he blocked the terrifying kick with himself.
This is a middle-aged man, wearing a deacon costume, while gritted his teeth, he blocked Mo Feng's body, and the force of that foot was all acting on his body.
But his body was trembling, blood was flowing from the gaps between his teeth, and there was a sound of bones exploding on his body.
But the middle-aged death didn't move, firmly blocking it.
"Father." Mo Feng yelled, his eyes were red, even if he was beaten, tortured, and humiliated, he never shed a tear.
At this time, his tears were rolling in his eyes, loudly said: "Dad, stay away, these things have nothing to do with you."
The middle-aged gritted his teeth, Fiercely blocked, 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 implicated, I think you should leave him alone Life and death are good." white clothed man said with a sneer.
"Master Qiu Young, my son is wrong in this matter, I apologize to you on his behalf, please be magnanimous, please spare us."
Mo Feng's father, The former Half-Emperor, the current Immortal Sovereign, bowed his head and said in a pleading gesture.
Master Qiu put away the soles of his feet and said: "Okay, then you kneel down, kowtow, beg me, I can consider being magnanimous."
"Dad, don't! "Mo Feng yelled.
But the middle-aged man bent his knees, fell to his knees, and said, "Master Qiu, please be magnanimous, and give my son a way out."
"Please You." He pounded his head on the ground, his voice trembling, as if he was about to gnaw his mouth full of teeth.
"Ah!!!"
Mo Feng's heart seemed to be stabbed by a knife. .
His father Mo Cang, a dignified upright man, never bowed his head to anyone, let alone begged to anyone.
What a face-saving person he is, and at this time, he bowed down and knelt on the ground, begging for forgiveness.
For him!
"hahaha."
Master Young Qiu laughed, and countless people around him ridiculed, big trash, small trash, this trash father and son really have no backbone.
“bang!”
next moment, Master Qiu Young stepped down and stepped on Mo Cang’s head, aloof and remote said: “Cry grandfather to listen.”
"Qiu Lang, I'll take care of your grandma!" Mo Feng yelled, struggling to stand up, but before he could stabilize, his body flew upside down again, his chest exploded.
Qiu Lang put away his palms and sneered: "You rubbish, make trouble in front of me, and don't urinate to see how you look like?"
He stepped on Mo Cang's feet with the soles of his feet. Skull, said: "Mo deacon, now is your only chance, call grandfather to listen, I can spare you father and son, otherwise, this Young Master will give him a relief today."
"You big waste, know a little bit about each other. You should know that with your current cultivation base, in front of our big brother Qiu, you are not even qualified to raise your hand."
"You guys like this People, what face and dignity do you want, it is a great honor to live in the world."
The surrounding noise is even more harsh, I don't know how many people, laughing loudly, hit a person when he's down .
Mo Feng fell to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth, and his body trembled, while Mo Cang, with blood-red eyes, glanced at his son and shook his head silently.
Be patient!
Immediately, he said: "Okay, my name is..."
"Father!" Mo Feng cried, this kind of sadness, he couldn't bear it, father's torture, let him Life is better than death.
Forbearance?
I have a saber in my heart, how can I bear it?
How to endure?
How about not being able to bear it?
His cultivation base is only Immortal Sovereign Third Layer, and he has not fully recovered yet. How can he resist?
"Master..."
Mo Cang's voice seemed to be squeezed from between his teeth. He is a proud person, and now, he is giving everything for his son.
"Speak louder, this Young Master can't hear it. By the way, didn't you eat this morning?" Qiu Lang's feet pressed hard, Mo Cang's head was in contact with the ground, and if he wanted to pierce into the ground, in.
He endured everything, his body trembled under the torture, the palms under his sleeves made a ka-cha sound, and his skeletons were broken.
Immediately, mentioning all the cultivation bases, loudly said: "Master..."
"Shut up!"
But at this moment, a shouted sounded, pressing After covering everything, Mo Cang's words behind him were completely covered up.
This sound also alarmed everyone at the scene, and a pair of curious eyes looked towards the person who spoke.
Qiu Lang is even more so, and after realizing the coming purple hair and the weak cultivation base, coldly said: "You are courting death?"
"if one can let people off, then spare them, your humiliation to them is enough, leave a way out for them." Su Hao said solemnly.
"Impudent!" Qiu Lang scolded coldly: "Where is the wild boy, dare to make irresponsible remarks about me, do you want to die?"
The surrounding people also 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, also dare to fight with Master Qiu Young?
"big brother..."
Mo Feng shouted, the tears in his eyes slipped down again, seeing Su Hao, as if he saw his relatives, he felt a huge grievance child , can't stand it anymore.
Although the great genius of the past has fallen, his arrogance is still there, his dignity is still there, Dao Heart is still there, even more determined.
But under the torture of what can be described as extraordinary shame and humiliation, he couldn't bear it, his heart was torn apart, and he even burst into tears.
“big brother?”
Qiu Lang glanced at Su Hao again, then burst into a piercing laugh: “hahaha, this waste, call him big brother?”
"It really is trash looking for trash, why, you're a trifling Immortal Sovereign seventh-level, and you're planning to do it in front of me?"
"Do you want to call a grandfather a few times? "Qiu Lang was ecstatic, his voice was harsh, and his expression was arrogant and despotic, as if regardless of the law and of natural morality.
Su Hao's expression was icy cold, his steps were forward, his palms had secretly used energy, this guy was really annoyed to the extreme.
But!
"big brother, it's right there." Another coldly shouted sounded, and with the sound of rumbling air waves, several people rushed forward.
The man at the head was tall, more than two meters tall, with dark skin, exuding a vast aura, like a ferocious savage.
With the arrival of this person, the people around him immediately showed fear, and that Qiu Lang also had eyes flashed, and immediately put away his smile.
Niu Da, the inner court is comparable to the existence of a half emperor, even stronger than him.
Why is this guy here?