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Chapter 333 The thickest iron plate

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    She kicked her feet hard and then stepped back.

    It wasn¡¯t until she retreated to the corner behind that there was no way to retreat, then she supported the wall with her palms and breathed heavily.

    But those beautiful eyes looked at the group of old men at the beef stall with wide eyes.

    As far as the eye can see.

    one two three four five six seven eight¡­¡­

    Eight.

    A total of eight.

    She felt the kind of throbbing that only the divine body would have in the eight old men.

    ?That is to say.

    The eight old men in front of me.

    They are all divine bodies.

    She is stupid.

    I couldn't breathe for a while.

    Not to mention the three divine bodies just now, there are now eight more divine bodies. Taken together, there are eleven divine bodies.

    Eleven divine bodies!

    Gosh.

    She had a strong illusion that the world she was in was no longer the original world, because everything happening in front of her was so unreal.

    But.

    The constant throbbing coming from her divine phoenix body made her understand.

    This is all true.

    "Soup!"

    "There's something wrong with the soup."

    Almost instantly, she realized that there was something wrong with the so-called bullwhip soup.

    Because before drinking the soup, she didn¡¯t feel the slightest throb in these old men¡¯s bodies.

    And the time when Shenfeng's body palpitations appeared was after they drank the soup.

    ?That is to say.

    The bullwhip soup transformed these people's physiques into ancient divine bodies in a short period of time.

    Thinking of this, she couldn't help but get excited.

    She must see what kind of soup it is that can actually create divine bodies in batches.

    Who on earth can create this kind of soup!

    Is it that mortal Yi Feng?

    She really couldn't believe it.

    So she must figure out what's going on.

    So, she walked quickly towards the beef stall.

    "You guys stop."

    Seeing these old mortals still wolfing down the soup, completely unaware of what the soup in front of them represented, Bai Lengxi's aura was revealed and she directly spoke to them.

    And in her opinion.

    Revealing momentum is the most effective way to deal with mortals.

    It¡¯s also the easiest to talk about.

    However.

    What she didn¡¯t expect was that in the face of her voice and aura, these old men didn¡¯t even look at her.

    "This soup is so delicious."

    "Yes, I have never tasted such delicious soup in my life."

    "Sir, you are so generous. I have to pick up two pieces of tofu and deliver them to your door tomorrow."

    ¡°Then I¡¯ll also bring two pieces of ribs to your door.¡±

    While drinking soup, several old men chatted about one thing or another.

    But this.

    But Bai Lengxi's pretty face was covered with frost.

    Is it because the cultivator¡¯s aura is invalid, or are these mortal old men blind?

    Thinking of this, the aura on her body increased again, and at the same time, the sword in her hand came out.

    "Qiang."

    The long sword was inserted directly at the feet of several old men, and there was a sound of sword clanging.

    The few old men who were chatting finally frowned.

    He looked over.

    "Little girl, are you okay?"

    Old Zheng from the vegetable market couldn¡¯t help but ask.

    "I want to take away this pot of soup."

    Bai Lengxi said expressionlessly.

    After saying that, he stretched out his jade hand to get the pot.

    "Hey, little girl, you are also grabbing the soup that we old men are drinking. Do you understand that the old love the young?" Seeing this, Lao Zhou, the tobacco seller, knocked the long pipe in his hand and frowned as he lectured.

    Bai Lengxi's face turned cold.

    A group of pedantic mortals.

    But she was too lazy to be like this group of mortals, so she took out a pile of gold and silver treasures from the storage ring and threw them on the table.

    "Is that okay?"

    After saying that, she was about to pick up the pot again.

    But Old Zhaotou put the lid on the pot.??, and said leisurely: "Girl, we old men are already half dead, and we don't need gold, silver, or anything else, so you'd better leave quickly and don't mess with us old men.  of old age.¡±

    However.

    This action directly angered Bai Lengxi.

    She never expected that a few mortal old men would be so shameless.

    She is a powerful Martial Emperor, which is enough to give her face.

    "It seems that you are punished with a drink if you don't eat the toast."

    With the long sword in her hand, her aura was revealed without reservation, and she said with a cold look on her face: "Whether you agree or disagree with the soup today, I will take it away."

    However.

    What she never expected was that these old men were not afraid at all when faced with the explosion of her aura, and instead stood up together.

    He stared at her with his penetrating gaze.

    "When did a young girl dare to act wild in front of us old men?"

    Along with Lao Zhou¡¯s cold snort, the eight old men simultaneously released an aura that made her feel trembling.

    Bai Lengxi's expression changed drastically.

    The pupils widened.

    Because of these eight breaths, each one made her feel desperate, each one made her soul tremble.

    "Pfft!"

    Her steps were suppressed by this momentum and she stepped back continuously. Almost instantly, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

    Ten lives.

    He is actually the Ten Fate Martial Emperor.

    Eight Ten-fate Martial Emperors.

    Terrified, she instantly understood the cultivation skills of these eight old men, which made her feel cold all over.

    She is Bai Lengxi.

    She actually acted wildly in front of eight Ten-Life Martial Emperors. How unlucky was she to step on such a thick iron plate!

    "Senior, have mercy on me."

    She quickly bowed her body, and from her high and mighty posture, she instantly became extremely humble.

    "snort!"

    Another roar of anger hit her soul hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

    But she still lowered her head, not daring to make the slightest move.

    "When did a little seven-life Martial Emperor dare to run wild in Pingjiang City?" Old Zhaotou said in a deep voice, and with a wave of his hand, another heavy blow landed on Bai Lengxi's chest.

    Bai Lengxi flew out, then quickly got up, lowering his head and not daring to move.

    The deterrence caused by the eight Ten-Life Martial Emperors is really too powerful.

    It can be said that if they go out, the entire Xianjiang Continent will probably tremble.

    No matter how arrogant and powerful Bai Lengxi is, she does not dare to breathe in front of these old men.

    What she can¡¯t figure out is that eight ten-life Martial Emperors will gather here together?

    "Tell me what to do with you."

    The old money man said coldly.

    "I hope you seniors will bear with me. It's because I am blind, so please spare my life." Bai Lengxi lowered her head and said.

    "Are we willing to wait?"

    "Ah¡­¡­"

    Old Zhaotou sneered and said in a deep voice: "It's not a big deal for you to offend us, but if you act wild in front of my husband's martial arts gym, it's not something we should take seriously."

    "gentlemen?"

    "Martial arts gym?"

    Bai Lengxi's expression changed.

    It was immediately clear that what they were talking about was Yi Feng.

    But.

    Isn¡¯t he a mortal?

    No, no, no.

    She shook her head desperately.

    ¡°If the eight Ten-Life Martial Emperors all respectfully addressed Yi Feng as sir, then she would be foolish if she still thought that Yi Feng was a mortal.

    It dawned on her.

    "Yi Feng is not a mortal at all, but she was short-sighted before and couldn't see through it.

    "So, who is he?"

    She gritted her teeth and couldn't help but raise her head and asked: "And this soup, was it made by him?"

    "Hmph, who else in the world can make such a soup except Mr."

    Old Zhou shouted: "As for who he is, are you, a small seven-life martial artist, qualified to ask?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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