You little brat, do you think I can't deal with you?

Wei Dong was very proud.

In his opinion, Tang Xiaobao was dead.

This is a magical weapon.

Besides, doesn’t Tang Xiaobao’s scream just prove this point?

So he became a little cocky.

"Now you know how to scream and beg for mercy, but it's no use. This is the price you pay for angering me, humph!"

Wei Dong was very proud.

The people below were also talking about it.

"I never thought that Wei Dong would be so powerful!"

"What a pity for such a genius. Only one appears every few years. It's a pity that he died here."

"This is the price of arrogance. I believe that if the two of them had fought fairly, they wouldn't have been defeated so miserably."

"He underestimated his opponent. He deserved it."

"I always feel that something is fishy!"

"You're overthinking it. Wei Dong is at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm."

"But last time, Ximen Chuxue was able to kill Ziyang Immortal Emperor in seconds."

The people below were discussing heatedly.

Situ Nan's expression turned somewhat ugly.

He is worried.

Bing'er held his hand and whispered, "Don't worry, it's okay, just wait and see."

Situ Nan was still a little worried.

The screams in the sky suddenly stopped at some point.

Wei Dong was stunned.

Died so soon?

"I thought it was amazing, but it turns out it's just this good."

He laughed wildly.

He was ready to withdraw his soul-locking chain.

However, the soul-locking chain could not be withdrawn.

Tang Xiaobao's voice suddenly rang out.

"Is it fun?"

Is it fun?

The talking crowd suddenly fell silent.

Is it fun?

It's not fun, not fun at all.

Aren’t you still alive even after this?

"You, you're not dead yet?"

Wei Dong's face changed, and he muttered something. The Soul-Locking Lock once again shone brightly.

Unfortunately, Tang Xiaobao didn't want to play with him anymore.

"Old man, you really think this magic weapon can be useful to me? You treat it as a treasure, just a low-level artifact? How ridiculous! You have never seen the world. Well, since you treat it as a treasure, I will destroy it and make you feel distressed. I like to see you feel distressed."

After saying that, the soul-locking chain suddenly broke free from Wei Dong's hand and wrapped around Tang Xiaobao's body.

The light went out.

"Give

I'm broken! "

Tang Xiaobao roared.

The clicking sound continued.

The Soul-Locking Chain, this primary divine weapon, actually broke into pieces, and finally fell from the sky with a crash, turning into a pile of broken iron.

Tang Xiaobao stood there intact.

There was no sign of injury on his body at all.

There was still a mischievous smile on his face.

"Are you distressed?"

Wei Dong on the opposite side had a look of pain on his face.

Of course he felt sad.

This was his greatest reliance, a magical weapon, but Tang Xiaobao destroyed it just like that.

It's so painful.

He looked at Tang Xiaobao with hatred in his eyes, and he wished he could eat Tang Xiaobao's flesh and drink his blood.

"you--"

He pointed at Tang Xiaobao, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"You're angry? That's right, that's exactly what I want. Do you know how happy I feel when I see you angry?"

puff!

Tang Xiaobao's words made Wei Dong spit out a mouthful of blood.

He was so angry that he vomited blood.

This kid is too

It's poisonous.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Wei Dong roared, holding the sword in his hand, and stabbed at Tang Xiaobao.

He really wants to fight to the death.

However, it was of no use.

Even though he is at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, it is still not enough for Tang Xiaobao.

In Tang Xiaobao's eyes, anyone at the Great Emperor level could be killed at will, let alone someone at the Immortal Emperor level.

The peak of the Immortal Emperor realm is nothing, isn’t it still the Immortal Emperor realm?

Tang Xiaobao was too lazy to take any weapon and just slapped him with his palm.

boom!

A palm print hit the sword light.

The sword light shattered and disappeared without a trace.

Snap!

The sword in Wei Dong's hand broke.

His entire arm exploded.

Blood mist filled the sky.

Wei Dong screamed and retreated quickly.

"Did I allow you to escape?"

Tang Xiaobao's body disappeared from the spot and reappeared, just blocking Wei Dong in front of him and grabbing his neck.

At this moment, Wei Dong no longer had the aura of an Immortal Emperor. He was just like a little chicken with its throat pinched. His face was pale and his eyes were full of fear.

He was scared.

At this moment, even if he was at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, he would be afraid.

Tang Xiaobao was really too powerful, so powerful that it was beyond his imagination and cognition.

This Nima...

It’s a one-shot kill.

I even want to kill him. This is such a joke.

If they just move their fingers, I will die ten thousand times.

Wei Dong suddenly felt a little depressed and began to question this world.

He has always felt that he is the strongest person in the Ninth Heaven. Except for a few emperors, he is the strongest.

But now he suddenly realized that he was wrong, and extremely wrong. How could he be considered strong? He was simply pitifully weak.

"I told you I'd give you three moves. You've used up your chance. Now it's my turn, right?"

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "It was you who disrespected me just now, and it was you who said you wanted to kill me. What? Speak louder. I can't hear you."

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