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Emperor An Xi complained repeatedly in his heart, and hurriedly stopped in front of Leng BuTong, and said to the Hunting Saint with an apologetic smile on his face: "Senior, it's all my ministers who are bad, and they speak without thinking. Don't be as knowledgeable as him, calm down first.

cool down……"

"Get out of here!" Before Emperor An Xi could finish his words, the Hunting Saint pulled Emperor An Xi aside very roughly.

After all, Emperor An Xi is also a man of ten thousand talents and extremely noble. To be treated so roughly by the Hunting Saint, it can be said that he has lost the face of a king.[

"You bastard! If you dare to be rude to His Majesty, this old man is seeking death!" Emperor An Xi wanted to settle the matter, but the result was far beyond his imagination.

On weekdays, he is quite calm and calm, but today he was as if he had taken a shot of gunshot.

Emperor An Xi was pushed by the Hunting Saint and staggered. Just as he was struggling to stand still, Leng BuTong suddenly shouted loudly and struck the Hunting Saint's chest with his palm.

The Hunting Saint has been pampered and pampered for so many years, but few people dare to take action in front of him. Leng BuTong's palm shocked Yu Jinxiu, and his eyes almost popped out of his eyes.

"Wow! You're so big and bold!" Yu Jinxiu was frightened and angry, but the surging spiritual power in his body was not idle. He laid an invisible spiritual beam in front of him. In the end, it was Hunter.

Sheng was, after all, a powerful monk at the peak of the eighth level. Although Leng BuTong's palm was very powerful, it was delusional to hurt Yu Jinxiu.

Although Leng BuTong's palm was printed on Jinxiu's chest, it failed to achieve even an inch of power. Instead, it was shocked by Yu Jinxiu's Ling Gang, which made him take a few steps back.

Although Leng BuTong was full of disdain for Hunter Saint's conduct, he could not deny that Hunter Saint's cultivation had indeed reached a level that he could hardly hope to match.

"Tai Sui's head is shaking, I want your kid's life!" Leng BuTong's palm returned without success, but it greatly angered the Hunting Saint. The Hunting Saint's right hand was condensed with claws, and it was like thunder, heading straight towards Leng BuTong.

The chest was grabbed.

This grasp may seem random, but it has hidden meanings. The spiritual power accumulated in it is not small. Leng BuTong only felt that his whole body stiffened. The threat of the Saint Hunter offensive actually made him unable to move.

The feeling of slaughter.

"Senior Hunter Saint, please show mercy!" Emperor An Xi shouted in alarm when he saw Leng BuTong was in danger.

Over the years, he has been busy with national affairs, but his cultivation has been in ruins. He is not even as good as Princess Anqin, and is even worse than Leng Bu. Facing a being of the level of Hunter Saint, he can only shout a

For the sake of his throat. As for taking action to stop the Hunter Saint, he never thought about it at all.

The Hunting Saint has never given him face, and this time was no exception. Before Emperor An Xi's exclamation even hit the ground, Leng BuTong screamed and flew backwards.

I saw blood spurting out of Leng BuTong's mouth, and there was even more blood on his chest. I don't know how much force the Hunting Saint's claw used, but Leng BuTong, a sixth-level monk, was injured like this.

"Boy, this is what you will get if you dare to be disrespectful to me!" Hunting Saint stood proudly on the spot, looking coldly at Leng BuTong who staggered to his feet, and shouted with a gloomy look on his face.
Chapter completed!