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In the same way, if he is better than the version boss or Beixuan Immortal Venerable in terms of compulsion, the damage to them should be better than beating them directly.

And what is blind Ke most proud of in his life?

It wasn't his own three-legged cat's martial arts, and it wasn't something that he had been trying to find Guo Jing to teach him in the grassland. Whether it was the original trajectory or the current trajectory, Ke Zhen'e was most proud of teaching such an apprentice as Guo Jing.

It’s just that in the original trajectory, the time when Ke Zhen’e was proud of Guo Jing was after Guo Jingchao evolved into Guo Juxia. In that world line, Ke Zhen’e was a kind of clinging to the old no matter who he was facing. attitude.

However, people in the Jianghu usually would not care about Ke Zhen'e because of their admiration or fear for Guo Jing and his wife.

Compared with the original trajectory, Guo Jing on the current line is undoubtedly much stronger than before due to the ghost possession, so Guo Jing has also become the capital that Ke Zhen'e relies on earlier.

"Jing'er, what are you doing, have you lost your mind? He is your master!" Seeing Guo Jing approaching, Zhu Cong, one of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, said hastily.

"Second Master, please get out of the way." Guo Jing smiled wryly, he was unwilling to do it himself, but if he didn't do it himself, it wouldn't be a simple matter of getting beaten up by that man over there .

"Second brother, get out of the way, this little bastard really dares to do something." Ke Zhen'e pushed Zhu Cong away and said angrily.

"No, Jinger, if you take another step forward, don't blame your six masters for being rude." Han Xiaoying took out a dagger and laid it across in front of Guo Jing.

The other five monsters also took the posture of preparing to attack, but after maintaining this posture, the six monsters seemed to freeze, standing motionless in place.

Seeing this change, Guo Jing smiled wryly in his heart. The strength of this friend Duan is really terrifying, but do you really want to draw the master?

At this moment, Guo Jing thought of his master's earnest teachings to him since he was a child, of how diligently his master taught him martial arts, and recalled every detail of getting along with his master.

"Pa~" Guo Jing stepped forward and slapped Ke Zhen'e without hesitation, the slap was loud and long, and the five bright red palm prints on Ke Zhen'e's cheeks were very conspicuous.

Ke Zhen'e was also stunned by the beating at this moment, he also couldn't figure out that this honest and dull disciple actually dared to beat him, and he was about to yell at him immediately.

"Pa~" Another slap made the other half of Ke Zhen'e's cheeks red and swollen, and the words that came to his lips were choked back by this slap.

Guo Jing seemed a little inexplicably happy at this time, and his whole body was also a little excited. He kept slapping loudly and loudly, telling you to beat me up when I was young, and let you force me to practice martial arts.

Guo Jing spoke from the bottom of his heart.

So sometimes when you are a teacher, you still have to pay attention to your teaching attitude and corporal punishment is not advisable. After all, some of your students will be slapped in the face if you are not sure.

Watching the farce of the apprentice beating the master in the arena, the monk Jielu lowered his head and compared his eyes, making a bow to the Buddha, feeling inexplicably happy.

After all, this is an internal matter, and we can't control it if we want to. In addition, Jie Lu said that he doesn't want to control it at all.

Amitabha, how can you have the idea of ​​gloating over misfortune? Sure enough, the practice of the old monk is not enough?It seems that after returning home, I will continue to practice the Vedic pestle, so that I can enter the Buddha mode and think about life.

Jie Lu didn't care about it, and the others didn't want to care about it. Many people couldn't help laughing, which made Ke Zhen'e, who was being beaten, feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Compared with the physical harm, being beaten by his most proud disciple in front of so many people is undoubtedly more unacceptable to Ke Zhen'e.

"Pfft~" Under the double torture of internal and external, plus the injury caused by the golden wheel before, a mouthful of blood was spurted out immediately, and the person passed out happily.

This made Guo Jing, who was inexplicably excited, wake up all of a sudden, and looked at Liu Feng with some unfinished thoughts, he didn't know whether to fight or not now.

"Forget it, forget it." He had already fainted, and there was no point in beating him any longer, and being knocked out in front of so many people by his apprentice was also the greatest punishment for him.

I hope this guy can restrain himself a bit in the future, otherwise, even if he doesn't do it himself, he will be beaten by others sooner or later, just like some grandparents on the bus who used to wear red armbands, relying on their age to force people to give up their seats.

It can only be said that giving up one's seat is a virtue, not an obligation. People who rely on their elders will hit the iron plate one day, and the key is to pay attention to their own virtues.

"Brother Jing, does your hand hurt?" Seeing Guo Jing stop, Huang Rong hurriedly ran forward with a smile and asked in concern. These words immediately made the six monsters who were pinned down by Liu Feng roll their eyes.Is there anyone who cares about people like this?It's also thanks to the fact that Ke Zhen'e has passed out, otherwise he would probably be pissed off right now.

"It's okay, Rong'er." What made people even more speechless was that Guo Jing returned Huang Rong's words.

"Hi~" Seeing the performance of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Liu Feng couldn't help hiccupping.

"Little Monk Jin Lun met Mr. Liu." When Jin Lun over there saw Liu Feng's work was done, he hurriedly ran over with a smile on his face. He didn't have the arrogance of single-handedly fighting against the old urchin and the three of them. Instead, he looked like a dog. Average legs.

Although it is somewhat inappropriate to describe a congenital master like this, Jie Lu said that this is how Jinlun feels at this time.

When Hong Qi and the others saw Jinlun's performance, they also stopped. It seemed that this Jinlun knew Zunshen. Could it be that he was also a bishop of the Sox religion?

"Master Jinlun, please wait a moment." Liu Feng said in unison to Jinlun, after all, he is playing the third generation of the devil who doesn't know that he has a deep background.

So the high profile of the little devil is not very applicable at this time.

"Young Master Liu, please go ahead." Jin Lun didn't dare to neglect and hastily replied. After all, it is polite for someone to be polite to you, but his posture must be correct. If he really put himself on the same level as the other party, then it would be It's okay to find a pump.

Liu Feng turned his head to look at the people in the world around him, behind him a phantom with a dog's head and a human body slowly turned into reality, and the breath of a fourth-level celestial being filled the audience in an instant.

Although he has restrained himself as much as possible, it still makes these first-level Houtian warriors feel like they are feeling the end of the world.

Hong Qi and the others quickly came behind Mantou.

"Welcome to the Sox Sect." Liu Feng smiled at everyone present.

Chapter 221 Missionary

After the words fell, the whole scene suddenly became quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Liu Feng's words were like a group of people at a party, and suddenly a buddy jumped out of nowhere and said to everyone, you can be my little brother.

When encountering this kind of thing, there is no other way than hacking the opponent to death.

Of course, if the opponent is holding a submachine gun and there are a group of special forces standing behind him, it will be a different calculation. At this time, there is a steamed bun standing behind him, and behind the steamed bun are Xidu Ouyang Feng and Beibei Hong. Qigong and an old man who is not weaker than these two are naturally another matter.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is just joking. The poor monk swore that he would accompany the ancient Buddha with the green lantern and serve my Buddha Tathagata throughout his life." Jie Lu laughed.

It is impossible to fight, and it is impossible to fight in this life, not to mention that the masters who just showed themselves are behind Liu Feng, even the four-meter-tall monster behind Liu Feng is not easy to provoke at first glance.

Jie Lu felt that he had a good mental quality to be able to chat with Liu Feng calmly at this time.

"Monster, monster!" After the initial silence, there was a panic scream from behind Jie Lu.

You see, so the poor monk's psychological quality is still good, at least we are still standing out from the crowd, and we didn't scream like the group of scum behind us, and Jielu thought of it complacently.

However, the weather seems to have turned cold suddenly, and people are shivering with cold.

"Run!" At this moment, there was a scream from the densely packed crowd behind Jie Lu. If the people here were asked to kill ordinary people, basically no one would be unable to do so.

After all, they are all from the rivers and lakes, and no one has a few lives in their hands.

It's just that no one is willing to fight head-on with this terrifying monster with a dog-headed human body that suddenly appeared. This is determined by the human nature of fearing the unknown.

Someone took the lead, and everyone ran away in all directions with light skills. Their idea was very simple. If there were so many people fleeing in all directions, the other party would only have those few people. Even if the other party was extremely powerful, they could not catch them all Bar.

Some people will always escape, and most Africans are quite confident about their luck.

For example.

"quiet!"