Chapter 254
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"You!" Wei Xuansong's face turned red, not knowing what to say.
But Feng Ya was the first to speak, "You little bastard, you really can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. Your master, Tian Xingzi, died early, so your ancestor, Feng Ya, will teach you on behalf of your master how to speak to your seniors. "
Feng Ya spoke and slapped Wei Xuansong's face, two of his teeth flew out and the left side of his face swelled up like a pig's head.
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at you, you really can't say anything nice."
Everyone looked at Feng Ya teaching the arrogant Wei Xuansong a lesson on the e-commerce platform and were secretly delighted. At the same time, they were curious why the Seven Kills Sect had such a ruthless person.
"Who is this person? He's too bold, to dare hit the second elder of the Heavenly Star Sacred Sect. "
"You don't even know the Seven Kills Sect's Master Feng Ya? He hasn't appeared for thousands of years and we thought he had ascended. Who would have thought he was still alive."
"Master Feng Ya? He's from the same generation as Wei Xuansong's master? "
"Of course, the Heavenly Star Sacred Sect's ancestor Tian Xingzi was only an in-name disciple of Master Feng Ya. When Tian Xingzi saw Master Feng Ya, he had to call him senior brother, so Wei Xuansong should also call him martial uncle. "
After knowing that the person in front of him was Master Feng Ya, Wei Xuansong was shocked. He didn't expect that he would be unable to establish his dominance and instead stick to a metal plate.
"Little bastard, let me ask you, how much longer is there before the Underworld Emperor Secret Realm entry time?"
Wei Xuansong said shakily: "Martial uncle please calm down, there's still an hour."
Hearing Wei Xuansong's words, Master Feng Ya immediately raised his hand.
Wei Xuansong immediately knelt on the ground in fright.
"Get up, this old man doesn't like these formalities, why do you have to bow to this old man? Those who do not know are not guilty. Since you do not know that the one who slapped you is this old man, if I continue to blame you, it will make me seem narrow-minded. "Daoist Feng Ya said somewhat angrily when he saw Wei Xuansong kneeling to him.
Hearing Feng Ya's words, Wei Xuansong heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Daoist Master Feng Ya hadn't shown herself for three thousand years, and everyone in the Heavenly Star Sacred Sect thought that she had already died. Who would have thought that this old man was still alive and well. He was really unlucky to have run into this old man's hands.
Wei Xuansong was very depressed in his heart, depressed to the point of wanting to vomit blood.
At this time, Feng Ya raised his head to look at the golden alms bowl that enveloped everyone in the air. His face lit up with joy, but it quickly turned serious. "Little bastard, your broken bowl is making me dizzy. I'll put it away for you."
Then, Feng Ya waved his sleeves and the Demon Subduing Golden Alms Bowl flew into his sleeves. This was the Cosmos Sleeve technique.
Wei Xuansong's heart was simply about to drip blood. He originally only took out this divine artifact Devil Subduing Golden Alms Bowl for the sake of showing off a little. He never expected that it would actually be coveted by this old punk, Feng Ya. He had spent half of his fortune to obtain this Evil Subduing Golden Alms Bowl, so how could he let Feng Ya take it?
"Martial Uncle Feng Ya, Martial Nephew will keep this broken bowl well in the future. Please return it to me, Martial Uncle." Wei Xuansong didn't care so much at this moment, and immediately stretched out both hands to ask Feng Ya for it.
"Hehe, little bastard, not only do you not know how to respect your elders, there's something wrong with your head. Since it's a broken bowl, what do you want it for? Grand Master will help you keep it. "
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