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Chapter 333

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Chapter 333

She staggered back with her feet.

Until she retreated to the corner behind her, with nowhere left to retreat, she braced herself against the wall with her palms, panting heavily.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, staring at the group of old men at the beef noodle stand.

Within her sight.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight...

Eight.

A whole eight.

She felt the throb that only happened to her body from the eight old men.The initial posting of this chapter occurred via N0v3l.B11n.

That meant.

The eight old men before her eyes.

Were all Divine Bodies.

She was dumbfounded.

For a moment she couldn't breathe.

Not to mention the three Divine Bodies from earlier, now there were another eight, adding up to a whole eleven Divine Bodies.

Eleven Divine Bodies!

Heavens!

She had a strong feeling that the world she was in was no longer the original one, because what was happening before her was just too unreal.

But.

The throbs her Divine Phoenix Body kept sending told her.

All of this was true.

"The soup!"

"There's something wrong with the soup."

Almost instantly, she realized that there was something wrong with the so-called bullwhip soup.

Because prior to drinking the soup, she did not feel the slightest throb from these old men.

And the time when she started feeling the throbs from her Divine Phoenix Body, was after they drank the soup.

That meant.

The bullwhip soup, in a short period of time, collectively transformed these people's physiques, into ancient Divine Bodies.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel excited.

She must take a look at what this soup that could mass produce Divine Bodies looked like.

And exactly who was it, that could create such a soup!

Was it Yi Feng that ordinary man?

She really could not believe it.

So she must get to the bottom of this.

Thus, she quickly walked towards the beef noodle stand.

"All of you stop."

Seeing these ordinary old men still voraciously drinking the soup, completely oblivious to what the soup in front of them represented, Bai Lengxi let her aura leak out, directly sending out her voice to the few men.

In her perspective.

Revealing her aura was the most effective method against ordinary men.

Along with old Zhou's cold snort, an aura that made her shudder simultaneously erupted from the eight old men's bodies.

Bai Lengxi's expression greatly changed.

Her pupils enlarged.

Because every part of these eight auras caused her to feel despair, every part made her feel her soul shudder.

"Pfft!"

Her footsteps were suppressed by the aura, stumbling continuously backwards, in practically an instant, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Ten Lives.

Turned out they were Ten Lives Martial Emperors.

Eight Ten Lives Martial Emperors.

Her mind filled with terror and heart alarmed, she instantly understood the cultivations of these eight old men, causing her entire body to be filled with chills.

She, Bai Lengxi.

Actually ran amok in front of eight Ten Lives Martial Emperors, how unlucky could she be, to have stepped on such a thick iron plate!

"Seniors spare me!"

She quickly bent over, and her posture transformed instantly from high and aloof to the most servile.

"Humph!"

Yet another angry snort rained heavy blows on her soul, spurting out another mouthful of blood.

Yet she still kept her head lowered, not daring to move one bit.

"Speak, how shall we deal with you."

Old Qian coldly said.

"This junior pleads for seniors to show benevolence and spare this life." Bai Lengxi said with her head lowered.

"We show benevolence?"

"Hmph..."

Old Zhao gave a cold laugh, then solemnly said: "Offending us is one trivial matter, but you causing havoc at Sir's Martial Arts Hall entrance, that is not simply a matter of benevolence or no benevolence."

"Sir?"

"Martial Arts Hall?"

Bai Lengxi's expression changed.

Instantly understanding that who they spoke of was Yi Feng.

But.

Wasn't he an ordinary man?

No no no.

She desperately shook her head.

If eight Ten Lives Martial Emperors addressed Yi Feng so respectfully as "Sir", then she would be too stupid if she still believed Yi Feng was ordinary.

She realized suddenly in awakening.

Yi Feng was absolutely not an ordinary man, rather it was she herself previously being short-sighted, unable to see through him.

"So he, just what kind of person is he?"

She gnashed her teeth, unable to resist raising her head to ask: "And is this soup also from his hands?"

"Hmph, who else in this world could create such a soup, other than Sir?"

Old Zhou bellowed: "As for exactly who he is, is it for a petty Seventh Life Martial Emperor like yourself to inquire?!"




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