Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Such a temperament, it is difficult to make a big deal.

The position of chief almost fell into the hands of such a person, and it is really heart-wrenching to think about it.

Many disciples have complex expressions on their faces.

This kind of behavior below is not the same person as the previous one, even if it is the grandson of the elders, it is too much!

on the high platform.

Nanli Qingming was looking down coldly, with a gloomy expression.

Without further ado, the palm stretched out, and the situation changed in an instant!

The power of the Avenue of Terror condenses like a beam of light, and the top is pressed down!

Just for a moment.

Fu Haotian was pressed into the ground, like an ant, the blue brick shattered into the ground for three points!

"Bang!"

A loud bang spread all around!

The clamoring Fu Gongzi was full of mud and blood!

Even in the face of the Sect Master's personal suppression, this young man still had a fierce face, constantly threatening and roaring from the side of his face, struggling until his veins burst out!

"Nanli Qingming!"

"You! You dare to do something to me. In the future, when grandpa leaves the customs, none of you can escape!!!"

The roar echoed through the sky.

The shocked surrounding disciples showed fear in their eyes.

However, Palace Master Nanli was indifferent throughout the whole process. Instead of keeping his hand because of threats, he pressed his palm again.

Half of Fu Haotian's body fell into the ground!

He couldn't make a sound under the strong pressure.

finally regained peace...

Nanli Palace Master's expression softened slightly, looking down at the maid.

Shen Sheng spoke, and the voice was so loud that it reached the sky!

"Report this matter to the Supreme Elder, no matter what the consequences are, this Palace Master will bear it all!"

The maid returned to make a salute and hurried away.

Only then did Nanli Qingming take back his hand, as if looking at Wei Zhenfang inadvertently, with a bit of apology on his face, and he flashed cryptically.

"Elder Wei is laughing, is this fair?"

What the hell!

Nanli Palace Master has to act according to his own wishes?

These words surprised Wei Zhenfang.

Before this, who would have dared to think about it!

Gee, it's really different now.

Wei Zhenfang's heart fluttered for a while...

He was flustered and happy, and his face was as steady as an old dog.

No matter what, he is also the spokesperson for that person now, so he can't be rude, so he strokes his beard with a steady hand, Wei Zhenfang's face is full of master and calm.

"Cough, the palace lord's words are serious, and everything can be handled fairly."

Hearing this, Nanli Qingming let out a long sigh of relief, and the other senior elders nodded secretly...

...

Purple bamboo forest on the top of the mountain.

The streamer flew away and landed outside the bamboo house, and the maid appeared in a panic and gave a salute!

"Reporting to Elder Taishang..."

"Master, Master Nanli was personally suppressed by Palace Master Nanli, and Zhong Limeng became the chief disciple. Please ask the elders to decide!"

The maid was panic-stricken.

Thinking of the ruthless style of the elder Taishang, she turned pale with fright, but the silence for a few breaths was longer than a thousand years.

The maid was full of depression and fear, and cold sweat wet her hair!

The elder Taishang was known for his decisive killing, and would not tolerate any failure. Even if he had given up the position of the palace master for many years, his prestige would have shocked the entire Tiangong in awe.

The failure this time, especially when the grandson was suppressed, will definitely bring down a monstrous anger!

While the maid was crawling, a low voice came from inside the bamboo house.

"Pass the old man's order and put Fu Haotian in jail!"

Geek!

The maid was puzzled and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Raising his eyes in surprise, he confirmed the question with a trembling voice!

"Into the prison, this..."

"Master, Master is your direct bloodline, your own grandson! Great elder!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cold voice from the room!

"I still need your words to remind me about this matter? The old man is not confused yet!"

The maid hurriedly bowed her head, crawling in fear.

The bamboo door opened slowly.

The old man in plain clothes sat firmly on the futon with his back to the bamboo door.

The old man never looked back, only solemn words came out softly.

"Just because he's my grandson."

"Zhong Limeng can take out 100,000 celestial demon corpses, including third-rank demons. This is an extraordinary method. The hand behind her cannot be shaken, and even the old man dare not offend her."

"Tian'er was blinded by the temporary victory and defeat, and he couldn't see the difference. Although the old man is old, he still has a clear mind!"

"Right now, there's only a chance to put him in jail or have a chance..."

Hearing the sound, the maid was so shocked that her back became cold.

hiss!

Even the elders are afraid to bow their heads, the background of Zhong Limeng is so terrifying!

The maid didn't dare to think about it, and hurried to the martial arts field.

Wait until the streamer crosses the sea of ​​​​clouds in Asgard.

The old man finally slowly opened his eyes, and a solemn expression appeared in his cloudy eyes.

Helpless sigh, full of vicissitudes.

Hey……