Emperor Xiao Qing snorted coldly, held his right elbow with his left hand, and twisted it hard. He heard a "click" and the fractured part was connected.

Then, with eyes like blades, he stared at Ye Qiu and said:

"You are the first person to slap me in the face!"

"He is also the first person to make me so embarrassed!"

"But you are just a little doctor, why should you challenge me? Why!"

"Next, I will let you see my true strength!"

"kill!"

Emperor Xiao Qing roared and rushed over.

Ye Qiu concentrated all his strength on his right fist and activated the Nine-turn Divine Dragon Art. Suddenly, his fist was enveloped by a layer of faint golden light.

Punch.

boom--

As soon as Xiao Qingdi rushed over, his body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and fell at the door of the banquet hall. He struggled several times and couldn't get up.

Ye Qiu stood there with disdain on his face: "Real strength? That's it? Rubbish!"

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