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Chapter 2454

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"Even Gui Ao Feng doesn't dare to talk to me like that, and you dare to ask him to kill me?"

Feng Wuchen was really amused.

"Presumptuous! Ignorant junior! How dare you be disrespectful to the Heavenly Law Emperor! You deserve to die! "An elder shouted angrily. His face was incomparably ashen, and he wished he could slap Feng Wuchen to death.

"Stinking brat, I admire your courage. Don't think that you can be so arrogant in front of the Heavenly Law Emperor just because you have the support of a Saint Emperor! I hope you can still be so arrogant later! "Mo Yu shouted angrily.

Feng Wuchen shrugged with an indifferent expression.

"So your backer is the Heavenly Law Emperor. You guys are doomed!" The heavily injured Lu Xuanyang sneered proudly. He couldn't wait to see the tragic end of the Clear Cloud Pavilion.

"That's right, you guys are doomed." Han Ling gloated.

Others might not know, but the two of them saw Gui Ao Feng personally receive Feng Wuchen as if he was receiving his own grandfather.

"Hmph!" Mo Yu disagreed.

However, Mo Shuisheng didn't think so. Instead, he panicked.

"The Heavenly Law Temple's Temple Master and the three elders received him!"

Mo Shuisheng remembered what Lu Xuanyang said before.

"Could it be that what he said was true?" Looking at the confident expressions of the two, Mo Shuisheng panicked. However, he still didn't want to believe it.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

After a few minutes, Gui Ao Feng, Gao Wuyun, and the other experts of the Heavenly Law Temple appeared in a flash. A surging aura swept out like a tsunami.

Their old faces were gloomy.

Seeing Gui Ao Feng and the others appear, Mo Yu glanced at Feng Wuchen viciously, as if to say, "Your death is near."

Mo Shuisheng, on the other hand, held his breath as he stared at Gui Ao Feng in horror.

Mo Shuisheng didn't want to believe that what Lu Xuanyang said was true.

"Lord Supreme!"

Gui Ao Feng and the others saw Feng Wuchen at first glance. Their old faces changed, and their souls flew away.

Sensing the expressions of Gui Ao Feng and the others, Mo Shuisheng's heart thumped. Intense fear and despair surged out like a volcano, and he couldn't suppress it.

Lu Xuanyang was telling the truth!

"Heavenly Dao Emperor, it's this stinking brat who secretly has the support of a Saint Emperor. He killed more than ten Saint Monarchs from the Clear Cloud Pavilion." Mo Yu hurriedly cupped his fists respectfully.

"Pa!"

"Pu!"

The moment Mo Yu's words fell, Gui Ao Feng was furious. He flashed and slapped Mo Yu. The terrifying power caused Mo Yu to vomit blood. Several of his front teeth flew out, and his body was sent flying.

"Impudent!" Gui Ao Feng roared, his killing intent soaring to the heavens.

Mo Yu actually dared to call Feng Wuchen a stinking brat, this was simply outrageous!

"Heavenly Law Emperor, you … why did you hit me?" Mo Yu looked at Gui Ao Feng in disbelief.

"Heavenly Emperor, did you hit the wrong person? What did the Pavilion Master do wrong? "An elder asked in confusion.

"The one I want to hit is you!" Gui Ao Feng furiously shouted: "Do you know who you have just offended? You're trying to kill me! You better stay away from me! "

Gui Ao Feng really wanted to slap Mo Yu to death!

Of all people, he just had to provoke Feng Wuchen.

"…" Mo Yu and the others were dumbfounded. They stared blankly at the furious Gui Ao Feng.

At this moment, Mo Yu and the others finally reacted. They looked at Feng Wuchen in disbelief.

At this moment, Gui Ao Feng and the others hurriedly came in front of Feng Wuchen. They respectfully cupped their fists and bowed: "Greetings, Lord Supreme!"

"…" Mo Yu and the others' expression changed greatly. Their whole body trembled and was instantly replaced by fear.

Gui Ao Feng actually called Feng Wuchen Lord Supreme!

In the entire Dragon God Realm, who else had the qualifications to be called Lord Supreme?

Mo Yu and the others immediately guessed.

"What? Lord Supreme … could he be … the Lord Supreme who was conferred by the Dragon God Temple's ancestor! "Mo Shuisheng was so scared that his liver and guts were about to split open.

"Clear Cloud Pavilion is a power under the Heavenly Law Temple?" Feng Wuchen calmly asked.

"Yes!" Gui Ao Feng respectfully replied. His back was drenched in cold sweat.

Just a moment ago, he was happily chatting with Feng Wuchen. Not long after, his subordinates came to provoke Feng Wuchen.

They were simply courting death!

"Lord Supreme, please spare our lives! We didn't know Lord Supreme's identity. Otherwise, even if you gave us ten thousand guts, we wouldn't dare to offend Lord Supreme. "Mo Yu immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Lord Supreme, please have mercy!" The elders also knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Mo Shuisheng knelt down as if he had lost his soul. Other than fear and despair, there was only fear and despair.

Feng Wuchen's expression was grave and stern as he said: "If it wasn't for me today, I'm afraid Lady Hanling would have been ruined by your son."

"Yes, yes, yes! This subordinate will definitely discipline him strictly! "Mo Yu nodded in fear.

"If it wasn't for my identity today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to escape death. If it was anyone else, they wouldn't have been able to survive either!" Feng Wuchen's voice became colder and colder. It even carried a suffocating cold killing intent.

"Lord Supreme, we know we were wrong! There won't be a next time! When this subordinate returns, this subordinate will immediately imprison my son for three years and not allow him to step out of the Clear Cloud Pavilion. "Mo Yu said in fear, as if he had realized something.

"I've already given you a chance, but unfortunately, you didn't cherish it," Feng Wuchen said coldly.

Boom!

Feng Wuchen's words were like a bolt from the blue, exploding in the ears of Mo Yu and the others.

Despair! Endless despair!

"Temple of Heaven Temple Master, I don't want to see the Clear Cloud Pavilion again. You should know what to do." Feng Wuchen looked at Gui Aofeng with supreme majesty and unquestionable authority.

"Yes! This subordinate understands! "Gui Aofeng said respectfully.

"…" Mo Yu and the others were completely in despair, as if they had aged a few decades in an instant.

"Heavenly Emperor, I know I was wrong. I will definitely change in the future. Please plead for mercy for us. I don't want to die yet." Mo Shuisheng was in despair as tears of fear rolled down his face.

He regretted it! He was so regretful that his intestines turned green.

Gui Aofeng felt that he couldn't even protect himself now, so how could he dare to plead for mercy?

Wasn't this making it clear that he was going against Feng Wuchen?

He was simply courting death!

"I also don't want such scum to appear in the Nine States again!" Feng Wuchen said again as he flew away.

"Yes, Lord Supreme's order! Farewell, Lord Supreme! "Gui Aofeng said respectfully.

Gui Aofeng and the others were completely relieved that Feng Wuchen didn't punish the Heavenly Temple.

They were really scared to the extreme just now.

"Senior Brother, what did Big Brother Feng mean when he said he doesn't want to see the Clear Cloud Pavilion again?" Han Ling's face was pale as she asked in a low voice.

"Destroy the Clear Cloud Pavilion!" Lu Xuanyang swallowed his saliva in horror and answered in a low voice.

"Destroy the Clear Cloud Pavilion …" Han Ling almost fainted from fear.

She originally thought that Feng Wuchen was just going to teach the Clear Cloud Pavilion a lesson. She didn't expect that Feng Wuchen would actually order the destruction of the Clear Cloud Pavilion.

"Pass down the order! Destroy the Clear Cloud Pavilion! Leave no one alive! "Gui Aofeng ordered ruthlessly.

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