"Of course, if you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I can..."

"Snapped!"

Before St. Peter finished speaking, he felt a pain on his face, and then saw the little fat boy staring at him while blowing on one of his hands.

"How dare you hit me?"

St. Peter was very angry. He was a sage of heaven, and when the sage of the Dao did not appear, he was the pinnacle, the supreme supreme, but now, he was beaten!

"You're done..."

"Snapped!"

Another slap, even in order to seek balance, Chutian specially created a symmetrical slap print for St. Peter.

"you……"

"Snapped!"

……

"Snapped!"

"Clap clap clap!"

After dozens of slaps in a row, St. Peter's face was swollen like a pig's head. If he didn't look carefully, no one would be able to recognize who it was.

"Oh!"

This sound was not caused by Chu Tian, ​​but Zhi Weilong, who suddenly woke up, punched St. Peter in the stomach:

"Where is the evildoer, dare to make trouble in front of me!"

……

"Idiot, it's me!"

Hearing St. Peter's words, Zhi Weilong was taken aback for a moment, then he hugged his stomach and laughed:

"Wow Kaka Kaka, St. Peter, didn't you say you were going to break the formation, why did you get into this state?"

St. Peter's head as if a row of crows flew by crying 'Fool, fool':

"Idiot, can you use your brain a little bit, and quickly kill that kid next to me!"

By this time, St. Peter already knew that Chutian was not an ordinary person. Although his mana and body were sealed, this was not something that ordinary immortals could cause harm to.

At this time, St. Peter hated himself extremely, hated why he had to partner with an idiot like Zhi Weilong, if it was a different person, maybe he had already broken through the formation and entered the earth star.

If Chutian knew what was going on in St. Peter's mind, he would definitely pat him on the shoulder and tell him that it was impossible, not to mention anything else. The door of death, after entering, you will definitely become a real scumbag!

After hearing St. Peter's words, Zhiweilong finally saw Chutian, and then directly squeezed his hands:

"Boy, are you the one who beat this bird man up like this? I have to say that what you did is really beautiful!"

……

With a dazed face and a dazed face, Chu Tian even began to wonder if the blue-skinned comrade in front of him was an undercover agent who had planted himself in the enemy's camp. Otherwise, why would he act so 'weird'?

Not only Chutian, but even St. Peter was stunned, but fortunately, Zhi Weilong was not too cheating, and continued talking when Chutian and St. Peter were puzzled:

"Although I appreciate you very much, this birdman and I are allies after all, so you should die obediently, little guy!"

When speaking, Zhiweilong made no secret of the appreciation in his eyes:

"Little guy, even if you die by my hands, you are not at a loss. After all, you have beaten a saint!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhi Weilong raised his fist and threw it at Chu Tian's head.

910 Saints Can't Engage in Privileges

Seeing Zhi Weilong's fist, Chu Tian didn't pay too much attention to it. Now he is more concerned about another problem:

"You just said he was a saint?"

Hearing Chu Tian's words, Zhi Weilong laughed, and then ignored St. Peter's dark face like the bottom of a pot:

"Let me introduce you, the one in front of you is St. Peter, one of the three saints in the court, and I am Master Zhiweilong, one of the three saints in hell!"

When Zhi Weilong was speaking, Chu Tian had already squeezed his fist into his hand with a black face:

"Were you lying to me just now?"

"what?"

Seeing Zhi Weilong with a puzzled face, the corners of Chu Tian's mouth twitched:

"You two are really saints? Are the saints in your gods and hell lower in quality than the saints in heaven?"

……

WCNMLGB!

Even with the thick lines of Zhiweilong, the contempt in Chutian's tone can be heard:

"Boy, do you know that you are insulting a saint?"

Even St. Peter, who had a swollen face, looked angry:

"If it weren't for this damn formation that limits our strength, I can turn you into ashes with just one little finger!"

The corner of Chu Tian's mouth raised:

"So, the two of you can't fully display your current strength?"

"Correct!"

Seeing that Chu Tian finally understood the situation of the two of them, Zhi Weilong and St. Peter were relieved, and then nodded in unison, and St. Peter was even more proud:

"Boy, if you kneel down and kowtow to me now and lead us out of this formation, I will forgive your previous disrespect and accept you as an apprentice!"

St. Peter has already figured it out, as soon as he leaves the formation, he will directly turn this nasty boy into ashes!

"Snapped!"

St. Peter who had just finished speaking was directly slapped on the face by Chu Tian. Before St. Peter could react, Chu Tian had already slapped Zhi Weilong on the face next to him:

"This is a saint. If you don't fight now, you will have no chance in the future!"

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