Slap?

In public, Yunshan came to envoy Hua Zhiyao and slapped Yue Gongli, the successor of Han Palace Emperor Realm?

"He's so cowardly!"

There was an immediate commotion in the living room.

The maids were horrified. Some were so frightened that they dropped the jade plates of cakes they were holding, while others couldn't even hold their pipa and it crashed to the ground.

It was obviously just a simple slap in the face.

Without even half a wave of holy power, it breathed on the cheek of Yue Gongli who was caught off guard, and successfully slapped Master Li away.

Its force and wave were obviously not that powerful, but it made everyone in the audience fall back more than ten steps.

The only person who didn't withdraw was Yue Gongkui.

He stood there blankly, looking at Mr. Li who was covering his face in disbelief, and at Hua Zhiyao who was still calm after being slapped.

Yue Gongkui was petrified.

At this time, Brother Zhiyao's expression of "seeing death as a homecoming" and his request to "Give me a death" echoed in his mind.

He finally understood.

There are some things that I can’t listen to because I can’t handle them.

And some people, even if they want to protect themselves, they probably won't be able to do so even if they risk their lives.

"It turns out this is the way to die..."

Yue Gongkui's head was buzzing. He thought about it from his perspective. What if Mr. Li asked him to go to Yunshan Emperor Realm as an envoy, trick Hua Changdeng out of the throne and slap him in front of everyone...

He couldn't think about it any further.

He was already shuddering. He didn't know how much courage it took for Hua Zhiyao to slap him like this.

retreat?

Yue Gong Kui's holy thoughts swept the people around him.

He really wanted to stay away from the dangerous whirlpool of the reception room like the guards and maids. He just drew his sword and gathered strength, pretending to protect him, but he stopped moving forward.

He can't retreat.

It was he who ushered in the Cold Palace Emperor Realm.

The friendship between him and Hua Zhiyao did not allow him to retreat - yes, there was friendship just now. After this slap, the friendship was wiped out.

"Someone is coming!"

Yue Gongkui screamed miserably.

Like a mad and angry giant beast, he slashed his hand into the void and shouted: "Take down this old man! Take him down! I will kill him personally, and I will take him to the Yunshan Emperor Realm and behead him."

Show off to the public!”

The king humiliates the minister and dies.

In his own territory, Mr. Li was slapped by an envoy from another clan. This was indeed something that could no longer be explained by any "mission".

Hua Zhiyao must die!

If he doesn't die, and if Yunshan Huachangdeng doesn't show any signs, the Han Palace Emperor Realm will use all the strength of the clan to kill Yunshan with blood to wash away today's shame!

"Pap tap tap..."

Outside the hall, a group of Taixu guards heard the sound, pulled out their cold swords, and rushed into the reception hall.

At this time, more than ten people rushed in.

But Hua Zhiyao is a semi-saint, and he is just a Taixu guard. How can he be defeated?

When the guards rushed out, they hoped that Hua Zhiyao would be merciful and leave a few residual souls to wait for the clan to resurrect themselves and others later.

But unexpectedly...

A dozen people rushed out, and more than a dozen swords were intertwined, and they quickly put them on Hua Zhiyao's neck, cutting his skin and drawing blood.

In the end, Hua Zhiyao did not resist.

He just stared calmly at Mr. Li, who was leaning in front of him, fell into the arms of the maid, and covered his face with his hands, as if he had been stunned by a slap.

"He deserves to die!"

Anger comes from the heart.

The more Hua Zhiyao behaves like this, the more angry he becomes in people's hearts.

One of the guards kicked out Hua Zhiyao's knees and made him kneel in front of Mr. Li to repent.

The guard captain stepped out in time, kicked off the young man's feet, and at the same time warned with cold eyes:

This is a semi-saint!

There is a big principle that no matter what time or place, the sacred cannot be insulted.

This was originally a rule formulated by the five holy emperor families. It was later adopted in the Holy Holy Continent and was widely accepted by all the demi-sages.

The beauty of today may be the other person tomorrow, all the semi-saints inside and outside the clan.

Hua Zhiyao slapped Yue Gongli in the face, no need to ask what the outcome will be.

But if the guard dares to kick off the semi-saint's legs and make the saint kneel down, this move in the Han Palace Emperor realm will be condemned by all tribes.

"team leader……"

The young guard was confused.

The Holy One cannot be insulted, so can Prince Li be insulted?

It is true that there are no rules that say that the young family leader cannot be slapped, but if it is not written down, it is not a rule?

Mr. Li, does he deserve this slap?

"puff!"

Yue Gongli spat blood on the ground, stars flashing in his eyes.

He has fair skin and a good body. Even so, Hua Zhiyao's slap was so forceful that it still left several red marks on his face.

Hua Zhiyao also cultivates his physical body?

This question is not important at all.

Yue Gongli has only one thought running through his mind right now:

"Growing up, only my sister dared to hit me like this. How dare he, how dare he?"

If it was a heavy punch, even if it penetrated my heart, if it was a heavy sword, it would split half of my body...

This is nothing.

Reciprocity is a courtesy, just call back.

But shouting slaps, still shouting in front of so many people, just shouting without using holy power...

This is humiliating!

This is a naked and undisguised provocation!

"Interesting, you are interesting..."

Yue Gongli struggled out of the maid's arms. He seemed to be having a seizure, and murmured something like a demon: "Yunshan Emperor Realm, Hua Chang Deng, it's fun, you guys are so fun..."

He bent down, as if looking for something.

But after searching for a long time, I found nothing. The scene of being slapped was still in my mind, until I kicked something under my feet and made a "dang" sound.

"Yes, sword..."

He bent down and picked up the long sword that Hua Zhiyao had handed over before and then slapped away.

He grabbed the spiritual sword, his hair disheveled, and walked back to Hua Zhiyao step by step.

He didn't speak, he held the sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the heart of Hua Zhiyao's chest, and stabbed in little by little.

"Death?"

"Okay, as you wish, I will grant you death."

At this moment, Yue Gongli didn't want to ask anything. He just wanted to slowly thrust the long sword into Hua Zhiyao's heart, drill hard, and crush his body.

The tip of the sword hit something hard.

Hua Zhiyao's skin is easily cracked, and his body is as hard as a stone.

Yue Gongli fought hard, and the first-grade spiritual sword was bent. He couldn't penetrate Hua Zhiyao's defense with just the strength of his physical body!

"Hehehe..."

The moon palace is happy.

Is this even God working against me?
To be continued...