Chapter 757: Whose slapping!

The next sentence, the middle-aged man in white showed his attitude, Ye Wushuang did not pass!
"Untouchables are untouchables. No matter how confident you are, it is difficult to change the fate of cheap life. You are destined to go to Kunlun Sanctuary!"
A voice sounded, with a mocking tone. This voice was exactly in the mouth of Wan Quan who was about to leave. He hadn't accounted for the account just now, but now he met Ye Wushuang again. How could he let it go?
"Yes, Dalits can't be beaten even if they try hard. They can't pass even a small assessment. Doomed for a lifetime, do you think Vang Vieng ?!" Wan Zhen laughed and turned to ask Vang Vieng aside.
Wan Rong's eyes stared at Ye Wushuang, gloomy and angry, but with a touch of fear!
His face is still bad so far, that slap not only sucked his face, but also sucked into his heart, and now there is still a slap print!
If it wasn't for the elders of the family who shot and killed the killing marks on his face with the sage marks, then his face would be ruined.
Ye Wushuang also turned his head, just looking at Wan Rong, the young man who was soaring and swollen by Ye Wushuang at the door of Wanjia!
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Ye Wushuang's face, making Wan Rong's face froze!
"It seems that things are not fake, your brain is ignorance. Both of them are brain idiots. They call each other a pariah, and they don't even know their own mouth ... even cheaper!"
Ye Wushuang's words immediately made Wan Zhen and Wan Quan's faces even more gloomy. Ye Wushuang taunted them, and the three of them ridiculed, including the young master Wan Rong, so arrogant!
In the Qingdu irony Wanjia, Ye Wushuang was the first and only one!
However, when Wan Zhen and Wan Quan looked at Wan Rong, Wan Rong, the young master of Wan Jia, said nothing, his fists clenched and his face turned blue!
"Dalit, whose mouth is cheap?" Wanquan stepped up, staring coldly at Ye Wushuang, vomiting murderous intention!
"It's nothing to talk about. It doesn't even have a little self-knowledge. It seems that Wanjia really raised a bunch of waste!"
Ye Wushuang said lightly, calling the pariah once or twice, as if he hadn't heard it, and didn't want to care about it, but the pariah was hanging by his mouth again and again, and he didn't want to care about it.
"A waste that didn't even pass the first pass exam, what qualifications are there to stand here and speak with such a low mouth, today you don't know how low you don't pump your face!"
Wan Zhen's voice is indifferent. The words waste and cheap are still used on them, never before, but Ye Wushuang used it once!
"That's enough. This is the examination venue. What's the system? If you want to make trouble, get away!" The old man in the gray robe stepped up and gave a cold, impatient expression.
"Dear deacon, we have passed the first pass. We have counted half of the students in the Kunlun Monastery, and some people have failed the first pass. We have a huge gap. It is him who is far away!"
Wan Zhen said, pointing a finger at Ye Wushuang.
The eyes of the crowd also fixed on Ye Wushuang, Wan Zhen was attacking him!
The old man in gray robe also turned his head and looked at Ye Wushuang: "Why haven't you left yet? You have failed, and you want to make trouble. What do you think is this place, the land of the market? Can you let it spill?"
"Trouble?" Ye Wushuang chuckled, and said, "Some of them humiliated me by speaking. I counterattacked. There was something wrong. In the eyes of everyone, it was they who insulted me first, and trouble was also them first. You can't see, Or are your eyes blind? "
Ok?
The old man in the gray robe heard the words, his gaze was frozen, and he shot coldly, "Why a rude boy, wouldn't he even respect him?"
"Master Deacon, this person is just a pariah. He is rude and arrogant. Allow me to be a disciple of Kunlun Shengyuan and teach you this boy."
Wan Zhen sneered, and today he ordered Ye Wushuang.
"Well, this is the place to take the exam. Don't be fooled, go out, go outside!" The old man in the gray robe said indifferently. If he wanted to go out, go out, it was undoubtedly a promise to Wan Zhen, and he could do anything to Ye Wushuang outside .
"So, now you can go out!" Wan Zhen and a group of Wanjia children surrounded Ye Wushuang.
"Why do you want group fights?"
The golden fat man stood in front of Ye Wushuang.
"It's none of your business, don't worry about it, otherwise, I'll pump you out too!" Wan Zhen said indifferently.
"Good prestige!" Ye Wushuang stepped forward, pulled away the golden fat man, stepped towards Wan Zhen, raised one hand, and slapped it in the face.
"You have to do it, Master Deacon, it is he who does it first, so I'll fight back here, don't be offended!"
There was a smile on Wan Zhen's face, and his shot was the same everywhere, but he hoped that he would slap Ye Wushuang fiercely now.
The old man in gray robes didn't speak, but the crowd knew that he had acquiesced.
At the moment of imagination, a loud slap sound sounded, and a five-paw print appeared on Wanzhen's face!
Wan Zhen's face froze, and suddenly there was a burning pain in his face, and people took a few steps back and forth!
"Dare you slap me!"
Roared hysterically!
"When you want to slap others, others want you too!"
Ye Wushuang's eyes were indifferent, and he took a step closer, and slapped in another slap.
"Go away!" On one side, Wanquan turned back and rushed out, banging a punch into Ye Wushuang's palm, but soon he regretted it, Ye Wushuang's hand cleverly bypassed his fist, slap in a slap. On his face.
Snorted!
Wanquan flew out with a slap fan!
At the same time, Ye Wushuang's other hand was also quickly lifted, and Zhao Wanzhen pulled it again.
Wanzhen turned back, waved subconsciously to block, his body backed.
"Not only are you bad-mouthed, but people are cheap, I want to slap you, you can't stop it!"
Ye Wushuang's footsteps followed, and the raised hand quickly fell with lightning. Wan Zhen suddenly found in horror that his block was useless, even the reaction of the false Saint could not be stopped, and a slap was slap on him again. Face.
Poppy ...
Immediately after that, what made him frustrated was that he couldn't stop several slapping slaps in a row. Ye Wushuang's speed was too fast. He didn't even see it clearly, all fell on his face. Slap in the face!
The crowd looked silly directly and felt chilly!
"Enough, you're making trouble, don't blame the old man for it!" The old man in gray robes saw this, shouted loudly, like a thunderous sound, a sage's breath burst out, blocking Ye Wushuang's slap, and he would be fanned Wan Zhen's mouthful of broken teeth pulled away and flung to the side.
"You are not qualified ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Please leave here immediately, Kunlun Shengyuan will not accept you!" The old man in gray robe looked at Ye Wushuang indifferently.
"If the Kunlun Temple is a short-sighted thing like yours, then even if I accept it, I don't have to go!"
Ye Wushuang said indifferently, turning his head to glance at the middle-aged in white clothes, then turned and walked out, without a bit nostalgia!
The crowd trembled inside, ironically the white examiner and deacon were short-sighted, so crazy!
"Wait!"
The middle-aged man in white also suddenly stood up!
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