Seeing this scene, not only Lin Yulong felt that it was about to be finished, but even the people in the palace thought so.

After all, Lin Yulong is a great disciple of the Tiansheng Immortal Sect. Now he vomits blood and bows, which is a price to pay. For the sake of the overall situation, there must be no follow-up.

Even the old guest was a little satisfied.

However, there are no exceptions, Sister Xian didn't think so.

Others don’t know about their own cheating junior brother, but she doesn’t know yet?

How could the title of "protecting the short-short maniac" be nonsense?

Sure enough, after letting Lin Yulong maintain the bent posture for ten breaths, Li Shaoyang's voice came quietly.

"Since you are a great disciple of the Tiansheng Immortal Sect, the head of this sect should call you Master Lin by seniority. Although you are brave and have come to bully the people of this sect, this sect is not easy to bully the small by the big one, and it is not nice to say it."

Hearing this, everyone thought it was over and Li Shaoyang was about to set aside.

Lin Yulong himself was ready to get up and then left here with humiliation.

But who would have thought that the next moment the words spit out from Li Shaoyang's mouth would be another scene?

Li Shaoyang paused for a moment, and everyone thought it was a way out, and Lin Yulong was preparing to go down by himself.

But the next moment, a shocking word suddenly popped up from Li Shaoyang's mouth.

"But as the saying goes, the faults of the father, the faults of the teacher, the faults of the master have been admired by the master of the Tiansheng Immortal Sect for a long time, and I really can't bear to ruin the reputation of the leader of the Tiansheng Immortal Sect. Since the leader has now bumped into it, he will have to teach his disciples for the leader of the Tiansheng Immortal Sect."

Who is the father?

Who is the teacher?

Discipline?

How to discipline?

Halfway through hearing this, Lin Yulong's eyes thumped wildly, as if he had thought of something, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Shaoyang was spitting out the last word, he heard a crisp sound in the hall that made everyone stunned.

Bang!

Puff puff puff!

With the obvious sound of applause, everyone saw Lin Yulong, the great disciple of the Tiansheng Immortal Sect who was arrogant and arrogant just a second ago, suddenly turned into lightning and flew away.

To be honest, it was flying out.

He was hit by a golden slap in the face, and his handsome and tall body rolled straight away from the hall.

While still in mid-air, blood squirted wildly, her face was distorted, and her eyes were so huge that she seemed to be unable to believe everything she had encountered.

Like Lin Yulong, there are also people in the hall who don’t believe it.

However, after being shocked by the empire, the ministers, guards, and palace maids, all of them were left with only one mood.

worship!

Sensian worship!

Before this, the people in the hall knew about the real master of the Earth-Escape Empire, that is, the legendary Earth-Escape Sect leader, probably only knew that it was a terrifying legend, an indescribable terrifying existence, and the only powerful immortal realm in the four states of Qingyan Kunpeng.

And now, they all suddenly understood.

I understand where the short-short protection styles such as the Die Empire and Die Sect originated.

The scene in front of me is simply too convincing.

Only such existence can teach a group of strange and strange disciples who protect their shortcomings and lead everyone in the sect to ruin.

Domineering, so domineering.

Of course, Lin Yulong, who was slapped, had no such thoughts in his heart.

At this moment, he had no other thoughts in his heart except for anger and a monstrous murderous intent.

"Kill him, I'm going to kill him."

"I am Lin Yulong, a disciple of the Tiansheng Immortal Sect, and a highly anticipated genius. How dare he slap me in the face? How could he? Lin Yulong swears that if I don't kill this beast in this life, I will never be a human being."

The rolling Lin Yulong, whose chic figure was dripping with blood all the way.

The moment he got out of the hall, several poisonous oaths had been made in his mind.

Despite this, the last trace of reason left in his mind still prevented him from turning against Li Shaoyang.

This time, he really needs to endure humiliation.

The extremely embarrassed body stood up with difficulty and stood outside the hall. Although the pain inside was like a tide, he was still strong and did not say a word.

He stared at Li Shaoyang in the hall, as if he wanted to completely imprint this face in his mind.

If this scene is combined with the sentence "Thirty years, Hedong and thirty years, Hexi do not bully the young man poor", it would be a perfect passionate boy.

Facing such a stubborn boy, Li Shaoyang, who had turned into a "villain", smiled contemptuously, and then said coldly: "That slap was just now for the person in the head of this sect. I will teach you how to be a polite person."

"Now this slap is for the air of my escape empire. After all, a little beast like you appears here, which is a kind of pollution for this place."

"Everyone has the responsibility to purify the air, let alone a genius and beautiful boy like this leader."

"you."

Bang!

Before Lin Yulong could say anything, his other half of his face suffered the same blow.

The golden big hand suffocated over horizontally, and his body was released again.

Roll, Lin Yulong!

Puff!

The blood was spraying wildly as if it was not enough for money. Lin Yulong was like a rolling gourd. At the edge of the square outside the hall, his golden robe had already become dirty, and his originally handsome facial features and face were swollen.

Especially a pair of eyes, it has become two thin slits, and the world suddenly becomes very small in his eyes.

But the anger in Lin Yulong's heart was like a completely erupting volcano, turning the whole world into fiery red.

"ah!"

"Ahhh! I'm going to kill you, I want you to die."

At this moment, Lin Yulong had completely lost the appearance of a genius cultivator. If the little fans in the Blood Prison Immortal State saw it, they would probably be heartbroken.

His mind was completely filled with anger and murderous intent.

If possible, he would rather sacrifice his life than kill Li Shaoyang.

Two slaps!

He was slapped twice in front of so many people.

Although Li Shaoyang deliberately retained his strength and slapped him seriously, these were not the key at all.

This kind of insult to being slapped in public is something that Lin Yulong is completely unacceptable.

insult!

This is an insult that he simply cannot bear!

At this moment, Lin Yulong suddenly understood that in the past, those who had been oppressed by his cultivation or the forces of the Tiansheng Immortal Sect were probably exactly the same as those he was now.

After all, even if he killed the person who slapped him twice in front of him, he could not even do anything to the other party's hair.

The gap is huge, and the gap is so big that it cannot be overcome.

Although Talin Yulong is a great disciple of the second-class immortal sect, Tiansheng Immortal Sect who dominates half of the Blood Prison Immortal State, he has the cultivation level of the third grade of the ancient Xu at a young age. He is a super genius worshipped by countless monks in the Blood Prison Immortal State.

Unfortunately, the people he faces are much scarier than him.

The frustration and endless frustration made Lin Yulong almost go crazy.

Then, something even more terrifying came. The sound that Lin Yulong, which sounded like a "devil's word" once again penetrated into his mind.

"Hey, the head of the sect only wanted to slap you twice. Just let it go, but I didn't expect that you, a little beast, was so ugly. The handsome appearance just now turned out to be an illusion."

"Oh, it's not right to lie. It seems that you will have to be beaten if you don't get this last slap."

Puff!

When Li Shaoyang said these two sentences, many people in the hall couldn't hold on and laughed.

Lin Yulong went crazy.

At this moment, he no longer cared about humiliation and shame, and what kind of ridicule he would face after returning to the Tiansheng Immortal Sect. Without hesitation, he crushed a special ice talisman in his arms, and almost roared and sent a message asking for help to his master.

"Master, save me, Yulong wants to go home."

When the last word was spit out, he seemed to have cried.

In the Blood Prison Immortal State, Lin Yulong, as a genius monk with many little fans, has always been full of energy.

Now I have been slapped twice, but I quickly collapsed.

It really responded to the evaluation of "the silver-sampled gun head is not useful", which made Li Shaoyang unable to bear to take action.
To be continued...