Chapter 4742

No Tianting Yanxian can guess this outcome.

Sword unparalleled is like a touch of startling goose, forcibly breaking into every line of sight.

It's unbelievable. This is the first time that Xiantao in the feast was taken away by Yan Xian except for the seven emperors.

And Jian Wushuang is not the big companion of the little emperor, so the fairy peach in his hand belongs to him completely.

Taking out the fairy peach containing the shackles of fate from his arms, he didn't even miss it more, like a common fruit.

"Hey, go on." The sword matchless smiled and threw the fairy peach to the little emperor.

There was a flash of light in the air, and then it fell into his hands.

Looking at the fruit with flowing force in his hand, xiaodijun slightly raised his eyebrows. He just needed to bite down, and the opportunity in Xiantao would rush into his body to help him break through.

But the next moment, the little emperor opened and closed his palm, and divided the peach into two halves.

"Hey, go on." He also said that he threw half of the Xiantao to the sword.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then bit off the Xiantao in their hands at the same time.

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The immortal rhyme is vast, and the smoke flows.

Still singing and dancing in the heaven, now the silence is to the extreme.

Sitting on the throne, Emperor zhenwuyang suppressed his anger in a pair of breathtaking power.

Under his leadership, several emperors were all silent and depressed.

The childe who just woke up from a coma was full of cold in his eyes.

The two figures slowly stepped into the Tianting hall.

The little emperor, who has changed into a luxurious imperial suit again, has a rare smile on his face, and he doesn't care about all the eyes coming together.

The sword was indifferent without double-sided color, and walked slowly forward, as if there were mountains and rivers in his chest, vaguely revealing a majestic breath.

Facing this kind of scene, he didn't panic at all, and even wanted to say a little scene in his heart.

Before entering the Dayan universe, the experience of standing on the top of the divine universe and controlling the road made him have an indelible dignity in his every move.

Even Zhen Wuyang, who sat on the throne, had a strange feeling of equality when facing this young man.

But this feeling was quickly erased from his mind, and Zhen Wuyang suddenly wrote, "miasma!"

All the immortals kept silent, and they naturally knew why the emperor was so angry.

Almost all the taboos that cannot be committed in the wars of winning peaches for several times have been committed this time.

They formed a camp with each other, and became the weapons in the hands of each emperor. The eagle and dog under the seat, where is there a half heaven Yan Xian posture.

However, the most important point is that the iron rule that the heaven cannot be stained with blood was broken by the little emperor and the strange guy around him.

So at this moment, Yan Xian, who participated in the peach competition, all looked at them with a meaningful face.

"Don't give me something useless, kneeling down!" Zhenwuyang shouted angrily again, and his palm almost broke the letter in front of him.

However, the two figures did not move.

Jian Wushuang felt puzzled and looked aside.

And the little emperor is a hook in the corner of his mouth, lightly said, "the emperor father wants me to kneel, there must be a reason, after all, I am a useless thing, this one can't stand in front of them."

With that, he looked at the other six emperors, and his sarcasm was obvious.

Emperor zhenwuyang was extremely angry, and another letter was written, "I'm your father! Is this reason enough? Is it enough!"

The little emperor knelt down on one knee and said, "enough."

Seeing the little emperor kneeling down, zhenwuyang's face eased slightly, and a pair of attractive eyes glanced at all Yan immortals.

"It's really a miasma. A good game is supposed to end, but dozens of Yan immortals have fallen. Do you have the right to ignore this iron rule?!"

Childe Yu, with a look of resentment, stood up at the moment, "back to the emperor's father, those fallen Yan immortals were all done by childe Yan and the guy around him, and we didn't miss..."

"Do you think your fault is lighter than theirs?" Zhenwuyang looked at him, "the sacred peak supporting the heaven was destroyed by your own hands, and you tried to break the rules. You want to open the Xiantao ban, aren't you?!"

Childe Yu's cold sweat fell down in an instant. He didn't expect that his meaningless behavior would be found out his real intention, "emperor father, listen to me..."

"There is no need to explain. Later, I will consciously go to the heaven to get a hundred sticks, and I can't lose one!" Zhen Wuyang angrily said.

Childe Yu immediately turned pale. All the 100 sticks in the heaven were held by the big palm. Each stick was enough to make ordinary Yan Xian suffer extremely.

If this hundred sticks go down, I'm afraid it's hard for him to get out of bed for a hundred years!

"Yes." Childe Yu gritted his teeth and returned to his seat. Childe Mo, who didn't deal with him, almost laughed.

Zhenwu Yang said in a deep voice, "I'm very disappointed with your performance in this Xiantao battle. Later, everyone will consciously go to heaven to lead the staff for 50 to reflect!"

All Yan immortals suffered a face. They didn't get much benefit from participating in the Tianting feast, but in the end they were beaten 50 times.

But no one dared to refute, and they all bowed their hands and said, "obey the order."

At this time, the little emperor pretended to cough, and there was a touch of red on his already pale cheek.

"Emperor father, childe Yan is weak and may not be able to lead the staff..."

Emperor zhenwuyang heard the words, nodded and brushed his big hand, "childe Yan is exempt from punishment, and the rest of the people are still punished."

As soon as he said this, all the other six emperors were angry and glared at the little emperor, but they didn't dare to say anything for fear of getting more sticks.

It seemed that he was afraid that all Yan immortals felt that he was biased, and Zhen Wuyang then said, "but childe Yan behaved badly, so punish him to listen to the wind for ten years."

It's good not to say this. As soon as he said it, all Yan Xian's eyes almost burned the little emperor to ashes.

It's said that it's better to listen to the punishment of the wind platform against the wall, isn't it said that it's more suitable to go on vacation?!

The whole listening platform contains thousands of peach forests and bamboo forests, with a vast charm. Among them, there are celestial fairies leisurely talking, and from time to time, you can see the fairies dancing.

In this environment, can you face the wall and think about it?

"What are you waiting for without receiving the penalty? Isn't it enough?" The voice of zhenwuyang awe inspiring resounded.

Hearing the words, all the immortals rushed out of heaven in a hurry for fear of falling further.

After taking a deep look at the little emperor, the childe's eyes flashed a touch of gloom and violence, and then paced out of the heaven.

For a time, there were only more than a hundred bodies left in such a large heaven.

Every elder looked at xiaodijun and Jian unparalleled with great interest, and seemed to have great interest in their combination.

Looking at Jian Wushuang with supreme authority, Zhen Wuyang said quietly, "why don't you get the punishment?"