Chapter 1077： Jinmu God Emperor

"My master is here! You are dead! You are dead!"

Bai Jian kept shouting.

Dead?

Xu Ming sneered disdainfully: "Why don't you have a long memory?"

"What do you want to do?" Seeing Xu Ming's stern eyes, Bai Jian trembled uncontrollably, and couldn't help but flicker in his eyes. He pointed to the end of the sky, and the master who was rushing over quickly shouted, "My master is coming soon, don't mess around!"

"Your master is coming soon?" Xu Ming sneered, "Even if I slap you in front of your master, so what?"

"You..." Bai Jian was terrified.

"You dare!!?" Bai Jian's master saw that Xu Ming actually wanted to slap his own disciple in front of him, and immediately roared with raised eyebrows.

A thunderous roar rumbled from the end of the sky; the terrifying coercion caused the gods around Xu Ming to tremble with fear, as if the entire sky had collapsed.

However, this kind of coercion was like a breeze to Xu Ming, and he couldn't even make Xu Ming frown.

Xu Ming glanced at the imposing figure at the end of the sky indifferently and disdainfully, and then raised his hand without haste.

"You..." Bai Jian was terrified, and even dodged and flew back.

However, no matter how fast Bai Jianfei retreated, it was not as fast as Brother Ming's slap.

swoosh—

A slap that was as ferocious as a branding iron came close to Bai Jian's face like a shadow. Immediately after…

clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

Another series of brisk, rhythmic slaps.

boom!

At this time, Bai Jian's master finally arrived with murderous aura.

"Master..." Bai Jian felt extremely aggrieved.

To be honest, Bai Jian's face was still a little handsome at first; however, under the baptism of not knowing how many slaps, he has been drawn so much that he doesn't even know his mother!

Bai Jian's master, of course, couldn't recognize Bai Jian's face; he could only confirm that this was his disciple through the breath of Bai Jian's body.

"It's so miserable!" Master Bai Jian couldn't help sympathizing with his disciple; what followed was full of anger! He looked at Xu Ming with fire-breathing eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse, "I, Jinmu God Emperor! - Who are you, fellow Daoist, to bully my disciple like this is going too far?"

Master Bai Jian "Jin Mu Shen Emperor" was furious.

The terrifying anger even condensed into a substantial flame, burning the surrounding space and rolling up layers of heat waves.

The heat wave churned and slapped the surrounding gods. The divine bodies of those ordinary **** emperors, once scratched by the heat wave, would be scorched to the point of faint pain; for the weak star-level gods, the divine bodies were even damaged by the beating of the heat wave.

The horror and anger of the Jinmu God Emperor can be seen.

However, Xu Ming didn't take it seriously at all: "Bullying your disciple? I'm not interested! - It's your disciple, who sees people as inferior; I just teach him how to behave! "

"My disciple, I teach myself, it's not your turn!" Jinmu God Emperor looked cold, "It's you! I'm already standing here, you dare to be so arrogant; it seems that I have to teach well. Just teach you!"

"Humph!" The white sword, who was drawn to an inhuman appearance, stood beside his master and regained his momentum again, "Boy, in front of my master, you dare to be so arrogant, you are courting death!"

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb! Also, you look like this, and you are born to be slapped!" After speaking, Xu Ming slapped him again.

"Shu Zi'an dares!?" The Jinmu God Emperor was furious and tried to stop him.

But... who is Brother Ming?

Is the palm god!

Xu Ming's accomplishments in the palm of his hand have already reached an unimaginable level! -Although Xu Ming's strength may not be comparable to that of the Jinmu God Emperor; however, it is by no means easy for the Jinmu God Emperor to stop Xu Ming's slap!

In addition, Xu Ming suddenly shot, preemptive. By the time the Emperor Jinmu wanted to stop it, it was already too late!

Snapped!

Xu Ming's slap slammed heavily on Bai Jian's "faceless" face.

This time, Xu Ming's strength was slightly stronger! The poor white sword was directly swept away for several miles, and slammed into a high black wall in the distance, before sliding down against the wall.

This black high wall is made of obsidian crystal, which is extremely hard; moreover, there is the blessing of the formation, which is difficult to destroy. However, under this impact, the entire black high wall spread like cobweb-like cracks - this shows how cruel Xu Ming's slap is!

"Who are you!?" The Jinmu God Emperor narrowed his eyes. "You are definitely not the tenth grade of the silver moon! The tenth grade of the silver moon, it is impossible to have such a strong strength as you!"

The Emperor Jinmu saw that Xu Ming should have the strength of the first-level **** emperor; moreover, he was also a **** emperor who was good at disguise.

"Impossible?" Xu Ming sneered casually without explaining.

It's not "impossible", it's just that the Jinmu God Emperor has never seen such a strong silver moon tenth rank as Xu Ming!

"Master..." Bai Jian flew back from a distance and looked at his master pitifully.

"Don't worry, the teacher will make the decision for you!" After saying that, the Jinmu God Emperor looked at Xu Ming and said coldly, "Fellow Daoist, I admit that you have emperor-level strength; however, if you think like this, you If you can arbitrarily bully my apprentice, then you are wrong! - I will give you a chance, now, give me an explanation; otherwise, I will have to take action!"

The Emperor Jinmu was still a little jealous of Xu Ming's strength. Otherwise, he would kill him so angrily, he wouldn't talk so much nonsense at all, and he would have done it directly.

The more nonsense the Emperor Jinmu said, the more it became clear that he did not want to confront Xu Ming head-on! - After all, the Jinmu God Emperor is only the first-level strength of the God Emperor; he is not sure whether he can win Xu Ming steadily! Moreover, even if you win, you will definitely have to pay a small price.

"Explain?"

Xu Ming just sneered: "It's your disciple who deliberately made things difficult for me to sign up for marriage recruitment; therefore, I had to teach him with a slap!—It's just like this, what else do I need to explain?"

The Emperor Jinmu's momentum sank: "You are forcing me to take action!"

Xu Ming smiled disdainfully—he felt that today's battle was inevitable! If so, let's fight! A mere first-level **** emperor is not worth Xu Ming's jealousy; it only needs to spend a little bit of hanging points, and it can be cleaned up.

"Humph!" Xu Ming's disdain angered the Jinmu God Emperor more and more, "Courtesy of death? I will fulfill you!"

boom! !

The imposing manner of the Emperor Jinmu suddenly exploded.

The battle between the two emperors is imminent!

The gods around are excited and scared again!

What is exciting is that the battle between gods and emperors is rare; being able to watch the battle at such a close range is also of great benefit to one's own cultivation, and maybe he can gain some insights!

The fear is that once it is affected by the power of the battle, it is likely to die!

Many gods have withdrawn to the distance - their lives are more important than watching the battle.

There are also many gods who are dedicated to seeking the Tao, who would rather risk their own death to eliminate the Tao, but also take a look at this emperor-level battle!

Whoosh!

The Emperor Jinmu pulled out a cyan long sword, and the breath of the sword was exactly the same as his own aura—obviously, it was a divine weapon of destiny.

However, Xu Ming frowned slightly and cast his eyes into the distance. He felt that there were several tyrannical breaths in the distance, flying towards him.

The Emperor Jinmu also felt those tyrannical breaths, and his face couldn't help showing joy.