Chapter 4724

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

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

But it happened that although the emperor had some complaints about this, he never stopped it, and even didn't commit a crime and teach a lesson.

This also caused those who participated in the banquet to dare to be angry and speechless, for fear that the little emperor would be unhappy and give himself a sword for no reason.

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

At this moment, a sound of breaking drinking rang through.

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

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

Hearing the words, the little emperor slowly raised his head, 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 stepped back, and his eyes showed vigilance.

In response to him, it was a powerful slap.

The young man seemed to have expected that his neck deflected slightly and avoided the blow, but then there was a sharp pain in his abdomen.

I saw the little emperor with an incredible speed, directly hit the top of his knee, right on his lower abdomen, forcing him to lose resistance for a moment, and at the same time, the storm slapped him.

The childe stood up in confusion, covered his slightly purple cheeks, looked at the little emperor who was still violent with resentment, and then raised his hands with violent force.

"Second childe, you have done the sneak attack many times. This time, let's pause."

Chen Qing's voice sounded with a bit of ridicule, and at the same time, a more powerful Yan force blocked in front of the childe 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 the sky is watching. Oh, yes, I almost forgot. You are already heaven, second childe." Chen Qing folded her arms behind her head and said leisurely.

The killing in his eyes became more and more intense, but the childe just snorted coldly, brushed his sleeve, and then retreated to the side, closed his eyes and rested.

"Brother Jian," Chen Qing leaned towards Jian Wushuang immediately, and said mysteriously, "guess who the little emperor is smoking now?"

Jian Wushuang smiled and said, "is it his brother again?"

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

He laughed dumbly. "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 the fourth one is drawn."

The young man, named gongziyu, roared after being slapped in the palm of the little emperor in the storm, and smashed his face with his powerful palm.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Come here." Xiaodijun took back his real sword and waved to several people.

One of the young men, 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 happen.

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

The faces of the five people changed slightly, and one of them, a thin young man, stepped forward and said, "brother, stop, don't make the emperor's father unhappy again."

He turned a deaf ear and walked forward step by step with his sword. His killing intention showed in his eyes without concealment.

Chen Qing's complexion also changed subtly at this time, "brother Jian, it seems that xiaodijun really has a murderous 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 had not appeared would never forgive the little emperor anyway.

The childe who covered his cheeks on one side corrected his happy face and the look in his eyes. He wished they would fight on the spot.

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

Every young master in court clothes is ready for the first war.

And the little emperor seemed not to worry at all. Holding the soft sword in his hand, he moved forward firmly as if he had entered the realm of no one.

When Jian Wushuang and Chen Qing were ready to stop, a brilliant colorful rhyme appeared on the originally ethereal sky.

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

Jian Wushuang seemed to be aware of something and stared at it.

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

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

With a palm, it directly extinguished the struggle of the little emperor 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 people all 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 on his waist before 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, Emperor will come later."

The voice fell, and another voice seemed to shake through the ages, carrying the supreme power instrument resounded, "are you killing your relatives?"

All the Yan immortals who gathered in the heaven heard this sound, and all bowed their hands and said in a solemn voice, "I have seen the emperor."

The sky, which was hazy with colorful splendor, sank and lined up on both sides, and a majestic figure wearing a mountain and River emperor's clothes appeared.

Behind him, there are 99 figures on the left and right.