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Chapter eight hundred and seventy-eight, it hurts to slap the face?

He had a lazy smile on his face, and looked at Sun Hengbo with a joking look.

Sun Hengbo stared at him and said coldly: "He Yanxiao, you are right, it is indeed because the person who was killed is my senior brother."

"So, I must kill this disciple!"

He Yanxiao looked at her faintly, with a brilliant smile on her face: "You must not be able to kill him!"

Sun Hengbo's face looked ugly: "He Yanxiao, what do you mean?"

He Yanxiao said lightly: "I have nothing to do with it!"

"You should also know the virtues of your senior brother. Relying on your power, you will do whatever you want in the Monster Market."

"If I want to say that such a person should have died long ago. He is just dead now, so it's a bargain!"

Sun Hengbo took a deep breath, his expression calmed down, and said lightly: "My senior brother made a mistake. He will deal with it with his own sect, but no disciple can commit suicide without authorization!"

His words were righteous and full of righteousness.

He Yanxiao said coldly: "It's true that he is a brother. He is simply carved from the same mold. Both of them are like this. They seem to be righteous, but in fact they contain evil intentions!"

"Doing dirty things in the name of justice!"

His words were extremely unpleasant, leaving no trace of affection.

Sun Hengbo's eyes were extremely violent and ferocious. His angry face flashed with a hint of blueness and said coldly:

"He Yanxiao, are you going to turn against me for a disciple?"

He Yan laughed and said, "That's right, and I tell you, if you want to kill him, I will never let you kill him!"

"Even if you are for him, you will be willing to turn against you!"

Sun Hengbo laughed loudly and said, "He Yanxiao, you are so crazy. For a disciple, are you going to turn against me?"

"What's special about this disciple? Is it worth your doing?"

He Yanxiao smiled and said, "Because he killed your senior brother!"

"Just because he killed my senior brother, you must protect him, right? You just hate me so much? You just hate my senior brother so much?" Sun Hengbo said coldly.

"No, it's not the reason, it's because he has the ability to kill your senior brother."

"Haha, it's really ridiculous." Sun Hengbo said in a cold voice: "There are so many people who have the ability to kill my senior brother. People from Tianhu realm can do it, and people from Tianhe realm can do it!"

He Yanxiao did not look at him at this time, but looked at Master Yun Ling and said with a smile: "Honey, the reason I want to protect him is because this disciple is indeed extremely talented."

"Haha, super talent? How talented? Can you compare to me?"

"There are many people who have been able to enter the Tianhe Realm for seven or eight years after entering the Ziyang Sword Field. For example, I, who have reached the eleventh level of the Divine Gate Realm at the age of nineteen, and who have entered the Tianhe Realm within three years, are considered geniuses!"

Sun Hengbo said proudly.

He has always been very proud of his talent.

Many people nodded, indeed, Sun Hengbo was a real genius.

"My senior brother is not very talented and was killed by a senior disciple of Tianhe Realm who has been in Ziyang Sword Field for many years and is about 30 years old!"

He Yan looked at him with a smile and said, "But that disciple is only the tenth level of the Divine Gate Realm."

"What? It's just the tenth level of the Divine Gate Realm's cultivation level?"

"Impossible! The disciples in the tenth level of the Divine Gate Realm will definitely not defeat my senior brother, let alone kill him!" Sun Hengbo said in disbelief!

"Not only is he the tenth level building of the Divine Gate Realm, but he is only seventeen years old this year!" He Yanxiao continued to smile.

"What? Only seventeen years old? He Yanxiao, are you teasing me?"

"This is simply impossible. Can a seventeen-year-old boy kill my senior brother? Are you crazy?" Sun Hengbo looked at He Yanxiao in disbelief and shouted.

He Yan's expression remained unchanged on his smile, and then he smiled and said, "Besides, he just entered Ziyang Sword Field this year. Half a year ago, he was in a small sect."

After saying this, not only Sun Hengbo, but all the elders showed shock on their faces.

Then, the shock turned into disbelief.

If a 17-year-old boy who has been in the Ziyang Sword Field since childhood and has been able to reach this level with various treasures of heaven and earth, they still believe it.

But they absolutely do not believe that a person from a small sect can reach such a state!

Everyone looked at He Yanxiao with deep suspicion on their faces.

At this time, Master Yuanling suddenly spoke and said lightly: "What He Yanxiao said is true."

As soon as he said this, the hall suddenly became quiet.

Then, the elders below were shocked and discussed.

"How is it possible? A seventeen-year-old boy who only entered our Ziyang Sword Field for half a year can have such a strong cultivation level?"

"I never lie. If I say this, then it must be like this. This young man can definitely be called a genius, and he is a top genius!"

Chen Feng's talent shocked these knowledgeable sect elders!

Sun Hengbo's face turned red and was extremely embarrassed. He felt that he had lost a lot of face in public and wanted to get into the cracks in the ground!

He Yanxiao suddenly looked at him and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I slapped you in the face, and it hurts a lot. I have several big slaps on my forehand and backhand!"

This sentence made Sun Hengbo look even more ugly, and he suddenly said sternly:
Chapter completed!
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