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Chapter 62

"The first type of stone gravel collapse of Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm!" Song Li shouted violently, his palms shrank and stretched, and slapped the front chest of the Fire Kirin like lightning. The palm wind was rustling, and the sound of the dragon roar was faintly mixed with the sound of the dragon roar!

The fire kirin weighs more than a thousand pounds, and the inertia force under the rushing wildly is so huge that the onlookers are sweating for him when they see someone who dares to use a pair of flesh palms to stop the monsters running at high speed!

After Song Li's palms touched the hard scales of the Fire Kirin, he vomited force violently. The first layer of force stopped the beast's running wildly. The second layer of soft force was released, causing the Fire Kirin to moo and moo twice, and he couldn't help but take three steps back!

The carriage running at high speed suddenly stopped. Under the action of huge inertia, the driver who was rushing to the sky from the driver's seat, drew a wonderful arc in the air, crossed the crowd, and fell on the street, twitching like a dead dog...

"I deserve it. Dogs rely on their power, foxes pretend to be powerful, why don't you kill you!" The onlookers applauded, and some people came up and kicked them a few times.

This was the first time that Song Li really used the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm. He just used the first stone crushing, and successfully intercepted the fourth-level monster running at a rapid speed. Seeing the Fire Kirin being cleaned up, he looked at his eyes full of fear. Song Li couldn't help but feel proud. Before practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, he was really unsure to knock back this huge creature with one palm. It seems that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is indeed a killer skill in combat skills and a fighter in palm techniques.

Even though the Fire Kirin has scale armor to protect the body, Song Li's palm contains soft power, so this big guy still suffered heavy internal injuries. Fortunately, Song Li showed mercy under the palm and only used six success forces. If he tried his best, he might be seriously injured on the spot. Song Li was determined to block it, and he had no murderous intention to treat this Fire Kirin. The one who hates it was not the monster, but the master who drove away the monster.

Song Li fell from the sky like a flying general, and with one palm, he forced the fired Qilin to anneale, with great power and courage, which won the cheers of the onlookers. Especially the cheers of Pangda and others were the loudest. His boss was in the limelight, and they were also honored as younger brothers.

"Do you all know each other? Song Li, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, is the head of our Justice League." Pang Da said happily and proudly introduced to the audience around him. If Song Li heard him say this, he would definitely kick his ass hard with his feet. The first half of the sentence was fulfilled, why did the head of the head become the head of the back? The Justice League is an open and upright organization, how could it be like a gangster in the mouth of this boy?

The handsome man in brocade robe flashed in his eyes. He looked at Song Li in the center of the crowd and nodded slightly. Her six senses were sensitive and his ears were very good. He could hear the voices of Pang Da and others, and thought to himself: "It turns out that he is Song Li, and he is indeed heroic and interesting."

After the carriage stopped, a young man with a long and handsome body lifted up the golden tassel and walked out. He was wearing a white robe and embroidered a beautiful mountain with a black silk thread on his chest. Logically speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped suddenly while running at high speed. Most of the people sitting in the carriage would fall and turn over, and they were in a very embarrassing state. But the young man looked calm and his body was as stable as Mount Tai, without even a slight embarrassing appearance.

Those who can remain calm during such a violent stagnation must be a master.

"Pan Shaofeng, it's actually Pan Shaofeng, the turtle boy." Pang Da was the first to scream.

Song Li also recognized that this young man with a long and beautiful body was Pan Shaofeng, the beloved son of the imperial capital prefect Pan Shijian. The official system of the Holy Lion Empire was different from the ancient times in his previous life. The Holy Lion City prefect was even more powerful than the prefect at that time, equivalent to the secretary of the Beijing City Committee of his time, and was definitely a big figure in the real power.

The imperial capital prefect Pan Shijian is also a member of Prince Zhong, and is also a thorn in the side that His Majesty the Holy Emperor wants to get rid of it.

Because his father is the highest executive of the imperial capital, Pan Shaofeng is the legitimate imperial capital yamen. This kid acts arrogantly and bullies as the basis of happiness. He is simply a demon king in the world. Because he is too capable of causing trouble, Pan Shijian sent him to a sect in Zhongzhou a year ago to be an outer disciple. Looking at his current situation, he is both a fire qilin and a luxurious golden carriage, and he rushes around the most prosperous streets of the imperial capital. He probably has no self-cultivation in the sect at all, and he is still the same virtue as before.

Pan Shaofeng was twenty-one or two years old and looked pretty handsome, but his eyebrows were slightly hanging down, making his facial features look a little depressed. He looked arrogant, and he swayed the gold-burning fan in his hand and jumped out of the carriage. He first glanced around everyone around him, and his eyebrows were full of disdain. Then his eyes stopped on Song Li's face, and he cursed, "I think my dog ​​is unleashed and jumped out to block the way. It turns out that it is you, you. Why? I haven't seen you for a year. Are you itchy? I want this young master to loosen your bones for you?"

Song Li's name of waste fire spread throughout the imperial capital, and Pan Shaofeng naturally knew. In his eyes, Song Li was just a skinny dog ​​that he could kick at any time. What he didn't know was that a year later, Song Li was no longer the Wuxia Ameng, and he was no longer the teenager who was still on the second level of entry. With the help of the "Emperor Fire Seed", he had broken through to the second level of Qi-induced qi in just a few months. His father Song Xinghai was no longer the incompetent prince of the past, and turned into a popular chicken in the court of the Holy Lion Empire. The dignified Ming King, holding great power. Song Li also cleared of the nickname of "destroyed young master" and was named the Prince of Ming King.

Whether in terms of background or combat power, Song Li is only higher than Pan Shaofeng. However, Pan Shaofeng, a kid, just returned home from the sect, came out to show off before he could take a breath. He knew nothing about the changes that had taken place in the imperial capital over the past year, and thought Song Li was still the same Song Li in the past. Although he thought it was a bit strange that Song Li was blocking his carriage, he did not think that Song Li had the strength to block the Fire Qilin. There was no way, Song Li's previous image was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If someone came up to tell Pan Shaofeng now that Song Li was a master of the second level of Qi-induced energy, he would have to laugh off those two big teeth.

Pan Shaofeng actually dared to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of Song Li, which scared Pang Da and others. He was paralyzed. Is this guy looking for death? Even the most popular prince of the Ming Dynasty in the imperial capital dared to provoke him? Pan Shaofeng's man is the highest executive in the imperial capital. It's right to have real power, but no matter how awesome he is, he is not as powerful as a dignified prince. What's more, he is still a real power prince who controls the three special service departments?

Pang Da originally wanted to curse a few words, but he swallowed it again when he said something. He suddenly thought of something. Pan Shaofeng's turtle egg was not so stupid. He dared to provoke Prince Ming in front of so many people, mostly because he had just returned to the emperor and was not clear about Song Li's changes. Yes, it must be like this. Hehe, it's fun now. Someone came to the door to find the abuser and see how the boss played him to death.

"Damn, did you hear me talking to you? Stay away from me, you won't block the way!" Pan Shaofeng saw Song Lisu standing on the spot, looked at him coldly, and was angry and didn't even hit him. The paralyzed waste pretended to be a paranoid, and he wanted to kill people with his eyes?

With a crisp "bang", Song Li's arm shrank and stretched, and slapped Pan Shaofeng in the face like lightning! Poor Pan Yanei was pulled in a circle by this force, and the stars in front of him were everywhere. I don't know what tonight, but he was stunned for a moment.

In fact, he is also at the second level of the Qi-induced stage, and Song Li is in the early stage of the Qi-induced stage. He is at the peak of the Qi-induced stage, a little higher than Song Li. But due to his deep-rooted prejudice against Song Li, he believed that Song Li was not threatening in front of him, so he was not prepared at all. With intentional calculations and no intentions, Song Li took action as fast as lightning, and actually succeeded with one blow, giving Pan Yanei a loud slap!

"Okay! Good! This second-generation ancestor who cares about human life should be beaten!" Pang Da was the first to applaud. The boss slapped in the face with a elegant and elegant slap. He was so beautiful. In front of the people of the imperial capital, Pan Yanei was so embarrassed.

"Go back to the golden carriage, suck your uncle's face full of golden light!" The brothers of the Justice League also began to cheer.

"I deserve it! I deserve it! I deserve it!"

"Take him! Take him! Take him!"

The onlookers were already full of righteous indignation. In such a lively Chang'an Street, there were crowds of people running around, and there were still people driving around, completely ignoring the lives of others. They were simply lawless and bastards! If the two young people had not taken the action just now, the grandparents and grandchildren would have probably died under the iron hoof of the Fire Kirin. The people dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, but someone took the lead in making a fuss, so they were naturally happy to fuel the fire. For a moment, the crowd was in full swing and the shouts were shocking.

The coachman had already woken up, and just raised his head, seeing the crowd around him surging, and several young people rushed over with curses. He quickly rolled his eyes, fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

The beautiful boy standing beside the two grandparents and grandchildren did not follow the noise. He just smiled and watched the situation in the venue, but deep down he felt that Song Li was very satisfied with the slap. Pan Shaofeng should indeed be slapping.

Since he drew Cheng Zhengxiang and Little Liweis on the ring, Song Li has been happy with the technical skills of "slapping the face". So he has thought a lot in private that his arms have shrunk and stretched out and his hands are like lightning, which is the result of studying hundreds of times in private. Even a master like Pan Shaofeng, who is in the Qi-induced stage, has not been able to escape. Although there are reasons for his unpreparedness, another important reason is that Song Daguanren is proficient in skills and profound in skills.

Although the slap in the face is not harmful to the human body, the humiliation of dignity is obvious. A yamen like Pan Shaofeng has the best face in his life. Song Li believes that slashing his face in front of everyone and humiliating his dignity is more effective than any method.

"Who hit me? Who the hell hit me? Who is the master who hides his head and tail? I have a habit of fighting with me. I think you are tired of living!" Pan Shaofeng still doesn't believe that Song Li just slapped him. After he woke up, his eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire and search around the crowd.
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