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Chapter 4742

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None of the Heavenly Court's Derived Immortals could have predicted such an outcome.

Jian Wushuang was like a startled swan, forcefully barging into everyone's sight.

It was too unbelievable. This was the first time that an immortal peach was snatched by a Derived Immortal other than the Seven Princes.

Moreover, Jian Wushuang was not the young Emperor's companion, so the immortal peach in his hand completely belonged to him.

He took out the immortal peach that contained the shackles of fate. He did not even look at it, as if it was an extremely ordinary fruit.

"Hey, catch." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly and threw the immortal peach to the young Emperor.

A streak of light flashed across the sky, then landed in his hand.

Looking at the fruit in his hand, the young Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly. He only needed to take a bite, and the opportunity in the immortal peach would rush into his body, helping him to break through.

But in the next moment, the young Emperor's palm opened and closed, splitting the immortal peach into two halves.

"Hey, catch." He also said, and threw half of the immortal peach to Jian Wushuang.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, then bit into the immortal peach in their hands at the same time.

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The immortal aura was vast, and smoke flowed.

The Heavenly Court, which was still filled with singing and dancing, was now extremely quiet.

Emperor Zhen Wuyang, who was sitting on the Emperor's Throne, suppressed his anger in his intimidating eyes.

Below him, the other princes were all silent and dejected.

Gong Zijiu, who had just woken up from his coma, had a pair of cold eyes.

Two figures slowly walked into the Heavenly Court's huge hall.

The young Emperor, who had already changed into a luxurious court robe, had a rare smile on his face, and did not seem to care that everyone was looking at him.

Meanwhile, Jian Wushuang's expression was indifferent, and he walked forward slowly, as if he had mountains and rivers in his chest, vaguely revealing an intimidating aura.

Facing such a situation, he did not panic at all, and even wanted to say that it was a small matter.

Before he entered the Great Yan World, he stood at the peak of the God Power Universe, and his experience of controlling the Great Dao made his every move have an intimidating aura that could not be erased.

Even Zhen Wuyang, who was sitting on the Emperor's Throne, had a strange feeling that he was on equal footing with this young man.

But this feeling was quickly erased from his mind. Zhen Wuyang suddenly slapped the table. "What a foul atmosphere!"

All the Derived Immortals kept quiet out of fear. They naturally knew why the emperor was so angry.

He had violated all the taboos that could not be violated in the previous Peach Seizing Battles.

They formed groups and formed camps, becoming the weapons in the hands of the Princes, and the lackeys under them. They no longer looked like the Derived Immortals of the Heaven.

However, the most important point was that the iron law of the Heavenly Court not being stained with blood was broken by the young emperor and the strange fellow beside him.

Therefore, at this moment, the Derived Immortals who were participating in the fight for the peach were all looking at the two of them meaningfully.

"Get down on your knees, you good-for-nothing!" Zhen Wu Yang roared angrily, his palm almost smashing the table in front of him.

However, the two figures did not move at all.

Jian Wushuang only felt that it was strange. He looked to the side.

Meanwhile, the young emperor smirked and said indifferently, "Emperor Father, if you want me to kneel, you have to have a reason. After all, I'm a good-for-nothing. That won't hold up in front of them."

After saying that, he looked at the other six Princes with obvious sarcasm.

Emperor Zhen Wuyang was furious. He slapped the table again. "I'm your father! Is this reason enough? Is it enough! "

The young emperor knelt down on one knee. "It's enough."

Seeing the young emperor kneel down, Zhen Wuyang's expression softened slightly. His intimidating eyes scanned the Derived Immortals.

"What a foul atmosphere. This is a good competition. It's supposed to stop at a certain point, but dozens of Derived Immortals died. Do you have the right to ignore this iron law?!"

Gongzi Yu, whose face was full of hatred, stood up. "Emperor Father, those Derived Immortals who died were all done by Gongzi Yan and the fellow beside him. We did not fail …"

"Do you think your fault is lesser than theirs?" Zhen Wuyang looked at him. "You destroyed the divine peak that supported the Heaven Realm with your own hands. You even tried to break the rules and use that to open the restriction of the Peach of Immortality. Was it you?!"

Gongzi Yu's cold sweat dripped down instantly. He did not expect that his meaningless actions would be discovered. "Emperor Father, listen to me …"

"No need to explain. Go to the Heaven Realm and receive 100 beatings. Not one less!" Zhen Wuyang said angrily.

Gongzi Yu's face instantly turned pale. The 100 beatings in the Heaven Realm were all personally handled by the Head Chief. Every beatings was enough to make an ordinary Derived Immortal suffer.

After these 100 beatings, he would not be able to get out of bed for 100 years!

"Yes, Emperor Father." Gongzi Yu gritted his teeth and returned to his seat. Gongzi Mo, who did not get along with him, almost laughed out loud.

Zhen Wuyang said in a low voice, "Your performance in this battle for the Peach of Immortality has disappointed me. Go to the Heaven Realm and receive 50 beatings to reflect on yourselves!"

All the Derived Immortals had bitter expressions. They did not gain much from the Heavenly Court banquet. In the end, they received 50 beatings.

However, no one dared to refute. They all cupped their hands and said, "Yes, Emperor Father."

At this moment, the young Imperial Emperor pretended to cough, and a wisp of scarlet red appeared on his pale face.

"Emperor Father, Gongzi Yan's body is weak. I'm afraid he can't receive the beatings …"

Emperor Zhen Wuyang heard this and nodded. He waved his hand. "Gongzi Yan is exempted from punishment. The rest of you will be punished as usual."

Once this was said, the other six princes were all indignant. They glared at the little Emperor Emperor but did not dare to say anything. They were afraid that they would receive a few more beatings.

As if he was afraid that the Derived Immortals would think that he was biased, Zhen Wuyang then said, "However, Gongzi Yan's actions are vile. He will be punished to go to the Wind Listening Platform and face the wall for 10 years."

It would have been better if he did not say this. Once he said this, all the Derived Immortals' gazes almost burned the little Emperor Emperor to ashes.

He said to go to the Wind Listening Platform and face the wall for punishment. Wasn't it more appropriate to go on a vacation?!

The entire Wind Listening Platform was filled with thousands of peach trees. The bamboo forest had a vast immortal charm. There were immortal spirits of the Heavenly Court chatting among themselves. From time to time, they could even see fairies dancing.

How could he face the wall and reflect on his actions in such an environment?

"Why aren't you going to receive your punishment? What are you waiting for? Is it not enough?" Zhen Wuyang's dignified voice rang out.

When all the Derived Immortals heard this, they hurriedly rushed out of the Heavenly Court. They were afraid that they would fall behind.

Gongzi Jiu took a deep look at the little Emperor Emperor. A hint of gloominess and ruthlessness flashed across his eyes. Then, he walked out of the Heavenly Court.

In an instant, there were only a few hundred figures left in the huge Heavenly Court.

Every elder looked at the little Emperor Emperor and Jian Wushuang with interest. They seemed to be very interested in this combination.

Zhen Wuyang looked at Jian Wushuang with an extremely oppressive gaze. He said lightly, "Why aren't you going to receive your punishment?"

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