Chapter 4729

For a time, only the childe's anger and the slap of the little emperor were left outside the hall.

Nearly two hundred elders in the heaven shook their heads and sighed at this scene. This is not the first time that the little emperor was domineering. There were five feasts and three fights.

However, although the emperor had some complaints about it, he never stopped it, and even didn't have a crime and lesson.

This also caused those who participated in the banquet to be angry but dare not speak. For fear that the little emperor would be unhappy and give himself a sword for no reason.

With Chen Qing as an "accomplice", the little emperor slapped his hands and feet, and the childe correction could only be humiliating and bear. As for the more than ten Yan immortals he brought, although his eyes were moved, he dared not come forward to dissuade him.

Just then, a sound of breaking drinking rang through.

"Childe Yan, don't take this heaven as your six day territory. Is it your place to be a heaven?"

With the same body shape of plain imperial clothes, stepping into the jade hall, the pretty heroic eyebrows are full of forest cold.

The little emperor looked up slowly when he heard the speech, looked at him with cloudy eyes, then let go of the childe correction under him and walked slowly towards him.

"What are you doing?" The rather brave young man unconsciously took a half step back and showed vigilance in his eyes.

It was a powerful slap in response to him.

The young man seemed to have expected that he had escaped the blow with a slight deviation of his neck, but then there was a sharp pain in his abdomen.

With an incredible speed, the little emperor directly hit the top of his knee and hit his lower abdomen. He was forced to lose his resistance for a moment, and slapped in the face of the storm.

The childe stood up in embarrassment, covered his slightly purple cheeks, looked angrily at the little emperor who was still committing violence, and then raised his hand full of violent power.

"Second childe, you've done the sneak attack many times. This time, just pause."

Chen Qing's voice sounded with a bit of ridicule. At the same time, a more powerful Yan force blocked the childe's correction.

The childe corrected his eyes and died in a flash when he looked at Chen Qing. "Chen Qing, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. People are doing it and heaven is watching. Oh, yes, I almost forgot. You're heaven, second childe." Chen Qing held her arms behind her head and said leisurely.

The killing in his eyes became more and more intense, but the childe just hummed coldly and brushed his sleeves, so he stepped aside and closed his eyes.

"Brother Jian," Chen Qing leaned against the sword and said mysteriously, "guess who the little emperor is smoking now?"

Sword matchless smiled and said, "is it his brother again?"

Chen Qing nodded, "third brother, childe Yu."

He burst out laughing. "Does he want to smoke several brothers one by one?"

"I'm not sure," Chen Qing shrugged, "but it's estimated that the emperor will come when he draws the fourth one."

This brave young man named childe Yu roared after he was slapped by the small emperor in the face of the storm, and smashed his face with his powerful palm.

But the space seemed to stagnate for a moment, and the little emperor turned his head slightly, and then stepped back half a step. A flying kick kicked the childe Yu out.

There was an uproar around. The eldest companion brought by childe Yu couldn't help but step forward and whispered, "childe, why do you want to buy the second childe and the third childe to embarrass them in this heaven? Is it really arrogant and domineering because of the emperor?"

The little emperor glanced at him coldly, and a real sword with fairy spirit appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, the big companion in purple took a step back and said, "Heaven can't be stained with blood!"

At this time, four figures in white imperial clothes strolled into the jade hall.

But after seeing this scene, the four figures tacitly retreated half a step and looked warily at the little emperor.

"Come here." The little emperor took back his real sword and waved to several people.

One of the young people, who was slightly immature, responded in a low voice, "brother, I'm all right."

The atmosphere was heavy, and all the immortals stared at the square where the fight was about to take place.

The little emperor raised his lips and sneered. His palm wiped a soft sword from his waist without trace.

The faces of the five people changed slightly. One of them, a thin young man, stepped forward and said, "brother, stop. Don't annoy the emperor's father any more."

He turned a deaf ear and walked forward step by step with his sword. His killing intention was revealed in his eyes.

Chen Qing's complexion also changed subtly at this time. "Brother Jian, the little emperor seems to have really killed his heart this time. Come forward with me to stop it."

Jian Wushuang nodded. If this magnificent heaven was really stained with blood, I'm afraid that the emperor who hasn't appeared will never forgive the little emperor.

The childe who covered his cheek on one side corrected his happy face and the look in his eyes. He wanted them to fight on the spot.

A total of five majestic forces filled the square in the jade hall in an instant.

Every childe in Imperial clothes is ready for the first war.

The Little Emperor didn't seem to worry at all. Holding the soft sword in his hand, he moved forward firmly as if he had entered a deserted place.

When jianwushuang and Chen Qing were ready to stop, a brilliant colorful charm appeared on the originally ethereal sky.

At this moment, the whole sky with floating clouds changed.

Jian Wushuang seemed to realize something and looked at it.

I saw a gathering and dispersing cloud condensing a black robe shape. He stepped on the colorful charm and stepped down, shaking the sky and the earth, as if there were rules of the main road flowing around him.

"Is this the real emperor of Wuyang?" Jian Wushuang murmured in his heart, some shocked by his general trend.

With one palm, he directly destroyed the struggle of xiaodijun and others, and Yan force dissipated.

Even the unparalleled sword clearly felt that the derivative force in the body was suppressed.

The black robe was standing in the middle of the square, like a sculpture.

The faces of the five changed, and then arched their hands at the same time, "I've seen uncle Yu."

The Little Emperor didn't open his mouth. He stretched out his hand and put the soft sword around his waist. Then he whispered, "Uncle Yu."

The black robe fluttered slightly. A pair of muddy eyes slowly swept around and finally looked at him, "little emperor, don't be angry again. The emperor will come later."

The voice fell, and there was another voice that seemed to shake through the ages and carry the supreme power instrument, "are you killing relatives?"

When hearing this voice, all the Yan immortals gathered in the heaven bowed their hands and said, "I've seen the emperor."

The hazy sky with colorful splendor was lined up on both sides, and a dignified body wearing mountain and River emperor clothes appeared.

Behind him were ninety-nine figures on the left and right.