"You... slap... can't... slap... I am... slap slap... Sound Valley... slap slap slap... I'll die... slap slap slap slap... not... slap slap slap..."
High in the sky, Elder Wu Chen held Old Ghost Tianqin by the collar and repeatedly slapped his face, swelling the old man's entire face.
"Old bastard, are you still going to act tough with me?"
Elder Wu Chen held Old Ghost Tianqin in his grip, his eyes filled with disdain. An ordinary Dou Zong from Sound Valley was beneath his notice. If this fellow had not been bold enough to lay hands on the young mistress of Blazing Flame Valley, he would not even have bothered dealing with someone like him.
"You can't kill me, you can't kill me! I'm an elder of Sound Valley..."
Old Ghost Tianqin had been completely scared out of his wits. Wu Chen's demeanor had made him feel a genuine threat to his life, leaving him utterly panicked.
"Pfft..."
Old Ghost Tianqin spat out a mouthful of clotted blood. Elder Wu Chen turned his head away in disgust, but at that moment, the old man suddenly lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite Wu Chen's wrist. Wu Chen found him utterly repulsive and immediately released him, sending out a palm strike.
"You want to run? Did you ask me first?"
After hanging in the air for a brief moment, Old Ghost Tianqin endured the force of that Dou Qi palm strike and stirred up spatial power in an attempt to flee. But how could Elder Wu Chen possibly let him go? With a chopping palm, fiery red Dou Qi sent the man tumbling through the air.
Bang...
Old Ghost Tianqin crashed heavily onto the ground and lay motionless. If not for the faint trace of breathing, one might have