"Ah—how dare you!"

Emperor Ziwei unleashed his power, and with a single hand gesture, he was about to use the Imperial Seal to obliterate the enemy.

However, Chu Feng remained unmoved, unleashing his Primordial Purple Qi to firmly suppress his opponent.

He raised his hand and slapped the other person across the other's cheek.

"Smack—"

"You—" Just as the Ziwei Emperor was about to resist, another extremely insulting and obnoxious remark came out.

"Clap clap clap clap—"

The sound of slaps rang out continuously, causing the faces of the four Journey to the West members in the arena to twitch involuntarily.

fierce!

That's incredible!

This is none other than the Purple Star Emperor, the Lord of the Celestial Court, the Head of All Immortals, and the Venerable One appointed by the Sage.

At this moment, Chu Feng slapped his face repeatedly.

It can be described as an unprecedented and unparalleled spectacle!

"Wukong, this person is too cruel and disgraceful. This is the Ziwei Emperor! I think it's best to stay away from him in the future!"

A hint of apprehension flashed in Tang Sanzang's eyes. He subconsciously touched his cheek, feeling a sense of panic.

He was extremely grateful at that moment, thankful that he had listened to the advice of the future Maitreya Buddha; otherwise, he would have followed the arrangement of the Tathagata Buddha.

Now, the person getting slapped in the face might be themselves.

Sun Wukong's eyes shone brightly, revealing boundless admiration.

"An idol! My idol!"

Pigsy and Sandy pursed their lips, and the way they looked at Chu Feng changed drastically at that moment.

Worship, astonishment, fear, shock...

Chu Feng was having a great time slapping him, slapping him left and right, for a full half hour.

They didn't stop for a moment.

The face of the Ziwei Emperor had swollen into the shape of a pig's head, with his head larger than his body.

His mouth was full of blood, the crown he wore had been knocked off somewhere, and his hair was disheveled, making him look like a madman.

"Damn it—you're so shameless, you hit my hand so hard it hurts!"

Chu Feng looked at the slightly reddened palm and couldn't help but admire the Ziwei Emperor's thick skin.

It can be described as an unparalleled celestial treasure.

The group of Journey to the West were speechless, their faces full of black lines.

It is not very aggressive, but extremely insulting.

This is outrageous!