"You... you actually dared to hit me?"
Futu Xuan was left dazed by Lu Yunxiao's slap.
When he came back to his senses, fury surged straight to his head, and his eyes instantly turned bloodshot!
Who was he?
No matter the leader of which faction, they would have to treat him with courtesy upon meeting him.
Yet Lu Yunxiao actually dared to humiliate him like this.
Futu Xuan glared fixedly at Lu Yunxiao, his gaze as vicious as a man-eating fiend's, his face utterly twisted.
Yet in the face of Futu Xuan's roar, Lu Yunxiao calmly raised his right hand. Then, with a smack—
A palm print appeared on Futu Xuan's other cheek as well.
The slap knocked Futu Xuan's head to one side, swelling his face horribly as another dozen or so teeth fell out.
"So what if I hit you?"
"So what if I fucking hit you!"
"You're exactly who I fucking want to hit."
"You old bastard, old bastard, old bastard!"
As Lu Yunxiao spoke, his right hand kept swinging back and forth, striking left and right!
With every sentence, another slap landed on Futu Xuan's face.
After that barrage of slaps, Futu Xuan's old face had been beaten completely out of shape. It was a miserable sight.
"You old bastard, your face is pretty tough."
Lu Yunxiao wiped his palm in disgust, contempt in his eyes.
Futu Xuan had long since been slapped senseless. Hearing Lu Yunxiao's words, he could no longer endure it.
"Lu Yunxiao, I'm going to kill you! Ahhh!"
Futu Xuan screamed madly as spiritual energy burst forth in an instant.
He summoned the Saint Futu Dharma Body again and actually broke free from Lu Yunxiao's restraint!
Driving the Dharma Body, he charged at Lu Yunxiao without regard for anything else.
It was