Chapter 1789: Gambling

The first thousand and eighty-nine chapters
"Humph!"
Emperor Wu Jue stared at Lin Feng coldly and said, "Lin Feng, the younger generation of Beimo Temple are as uncultivated as you, don't you know what tone to use to talk to the elders?"
"Haha."
Lin Feng looked at Emperor Wujue with a sneer on his back and said: "Emperor Wujue, you are just a person outside of my temple, and you actually claim to be an elder? Your face is too thick. Didn't you get stepped on enough last time?"
As soon as this remark came out, the emperor Wu Jue's expression turned pale.
A terrifying breath rose from his body, and he stared at Lin Feng with gloomy eyes: "Lin Feng, I will teach you this junior today, so that you won't be blinded!"
While speaking, the figure of Emperor Wujue stepped out, and his figure rushed towards Lin Feng's figure like lightning, and the power of time acceleration emerged, allowing the figure of Emperor Wujue to surpass the figure who had survived the small divine calamity.
With a sneer at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, his figure stood still, standing like a mountain, staring playfully at the imperial Wujue who was about to bombard him.
Ten meters, eight meters, seven meters!
One billionth of an instant was calculating the time, when the figure of Emperor Wujue approached Lin Feng for three meters, Lin Feng's figure suddenly shot.
This shot was like the collapse of the ocean of the gods, with terrifying explosive power, and directly slapped a slap on the face of Emperor Wujue.
"Snapped!"
A loud slap resounded in the void, and the body of Emperor Wujue was slapped and flew out by Lin Feng like a cannonball, hitting the void heavily and landing on the ground.
"Roar!"
An angry roar sounded, with endless humiliation. Originally, I imagined that with the time acceleration rune, he would be able to directly abuse Lin Feng, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face by Lin Feng.
In fact, at this moment, the Emperor Wu Jue had a slightly weaker power than a character who had survived the Small Divine Tribulation, and his attack was unruly. Lin Feng slapped him into the air. Of course, the Sea Emperor's secret blessing was indispensable.
"boom!"
With explosive power on his body, Emperor Wujue rushed towards Lin Feng again, but was blocked in the void by an invisible force.
"enough!"
A majestic, low-pitched voice sounded, accompanied by an aura of lawlessness rising slowly, the owner of this breath was naturally Emperor Qingtian. With a wave of Emperor Qingtian's sleeves, an invisible force swept the Emperor Wujue over.
"Elder, I want to kill this person!" Emperor Wu said sharply.
"Zhengzheng..." Emperor Qingtian glanced coldly at Emperor Wujue, and the sound of the sword rang in the emperor Wujue's mind, and Emperor Wujue trembled and hurriedly shut up.
"Dianzhu Lin, good cultivation." Emperor Qingtian carried his hands and looked down at Lin Fengdao.
"Oh, it's not worth mentioning." Lin Feng's face was gloomy, and he looked at Emperor Qingtian warily: "Since the great elder is all right, let's take a step first."
"Lin Dianzhu injured our Protoss, and just left? Where is our Protoss face?" Di Qingtian said coldly, his eyes scanned Lin Feng.
"Haha... the great elder wants to do it?" Lin Feng smiled wildly when he heard the words: "Well, I, Lin Feng, today are thinking about the supernatural powers of the great elder of the gods!"
His voice resounded through the sky, shook the void, swept across the void, and suddenly many people heard Lin Feng's words.
"I rub, Lin Feng challenged the Protoss Great Elder?"
"Did you hear me right? Protoss Great Elder Emperor Qingtian actually came."
"This is nothing unusual. The Protoss has had a lot of incidents recently, and they chased and killed the three evils of the North Desert. Now even the great elders of the Pros have appeared.
"Hey, the great elder of the Protoss is probably here for the three of them."
"It is rumored that Palace Master Lin has a relationship with the three evils. He is called a brother. I don't know if it is true or not.
. . . Many powerful people came over and looked at this side from a distance. These people came from the major forces of the gods.
Di Qingtian frowned, his face was a little gloomy, and he looked at Lin Feng abruptly and said, "You are not qualified to ask me about magical powers, you can pick me up!"
During the speech, Emperor Qingtian slowly raised his hand, and the ten directions were suddenly silent, like an invisible force suppressed. The entire Great God Island was filled with a depressive atmosphere, and Emperor Qingtian's hand appeared scarlet.
There is a hazy imprint of the sun on it.
"Humph!"
Lin Feng coldly hummed the prestige and said to Emperor Qingtian: "Okay, I'll take you!"
"Wait!"
Just as Lin Feng's voice fell, three figures walked out of the crowd in the distance. These three people were immortal slaughter gods, demons without gods, swords seeking demons, and the three figures entered the scene one after another.
"The great elder of the Protoss, isn't it okay for you to bully the small like this?" The of immortality sneered: "Our four brothers will pick you up!"
"Yes, our cultivation base is far inferior to you. How about our four brothers picking you up?" Mo Wushen said coldly.
"It's a bit of breaking the rules if you do this? How about you take our four brothers a trick?" Jian Qiumo stared at Emperor Qingtian in a gloomy tone.
"Devil without God, Immortal Slaughter God, Sword Seeking Demon, there is nothing for you here, this is the matter of Beimo Temple and God Race." Di Sandao said coldly.
"Oh, what happened to the Protoss and the North Desert Temple? Do you want to inform the Great Elder of the North Desert Temple about this matter?" Immortal Slaughter said coldly.
"God of Immortal Slaughter, you..." Di Sandao said coldly, but when he wanted to argue again, he was drunk by Emperor Qingtian.
"Get out!"
Emperor Qingtian said solemnly.
"Yes!"
The three swords respectfully said.
"There is no business with the three of you here, Lin Feng, I know you are very righteous, do you involve your brother?" Di Qingtian said coldly: "My trick will be destroyed!"
"Oh, the elder of the Protoss, how about I gamble with you?" Lin Feng sneered and said: "If you dare to bet, just leave!"
"Fourth!"
Immortal Slaughter God, Sword Seeking Demon, Mo Wushen changed their colors and said, they didn't want Lin Feng to take risks.
"It's okay, I believe the Protoss elder is not the kind of brazen person." Lin Feng looked at Emperor Qingtian and said, "Dare or not?"
"Huh, what's not to dare!"
Emperor Qingtian said coldly.
"Okay, refreshing enough, very simple, you attack me with one move, I attack the emperor with five unique moves, how about?" Lin Feng coldly looked at Emperor Qingtian and said, "Life and death are in peace!"
This Emperor Wujue must be killed!
"Good, good, good!"
Emperor Qingtian looked at Lin Feng with his hands on his back and said, "I hope your mouth will still be so hard after that, let me see how you resist me!"
"Old Fourth" Immortal Slaughter said, pulling Lin Feng's clothes.
"Don't worry." Lin Feng turned and looked at Emperor Qingtian, "But I will hit him first!"
"Lin Feng, what are you, great elder, this can't be!" Emperor Wujue's face turned green when he heard that, and the memory of being cut by Lin Feng last time is particularly deep.