C165 The Crowd Was in an Uproar
C165 The Crowd Was in an Uproar
As soon as Xu Haotian finished speaking, the Sky Tremor Spear shot forward, and with a pu sound, it pierced through Fen Qingdong's chest.
In the next moment, Fen Qingdong's eyes were wide open, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Coincidentally, he was lying at Tang Shaotian's feet. He twitched a few times on the ground and then fell silent.
"Well done, King Changping, I said he is invincible."
"It's not worth dying for this kind of glutton."
"If there is a teacher, there must be a disciple. Tang Shaotian can't help but think about it. He also comes from a rogue cultivator, and a rogue cultivator at that." "In his bones flowed the blood of a rogue cultivator.
But after he became famous, he looked down on rogue cultivators. Isn't this just lifting a rock to smash one's own foot? Serves him right! "
"Qing Dong, my disciple!"
Tang Shaotian looked at Fen Qingdong, who had died at his feet, and immediately cried his heart out. Then his eyes became bloodshot. He didn't pay attention to the crowd's mocking and ridicule. Instead, he stared at Xu Haotian with his blood-red eyes.
Fen Qingdong was his only disciple, and had poured all of his hopes into him. Now that he was killed in one move, how could he not be enraged?
"Xu Haotian, you dared to kill my disciple! I will avenge him!"
"You mean that he was allowed to kill me, but not me. Are you God? Are you the king? "
"Do you know that the Lord wants this subject to die and this subject has to die? This is the law of the ages. You can't hide from me, Xu Haotian. "If you kill someone to pay with your life, you must die."
"Bullshit, who's the Monarch? Who is this subject? "Since you can't even understand this and are boasting so shamelessly here, I think you must have gone senile."
Bi Gan walked up to Tang Shaotian and said in a mocking tone.
"Old fellow, this won't tolerate you. Even if you want to kill my Highness, I'm afraid you won't be able to do so. "
Yuan Hong, who was standing behind Tang Shaotian, said with a smile that was not a smile.
"How could this happen, why!?" Why! This is impossible, I, Tang Shaotian, will never become a mortal again. I want to be rich and powerful, and I want to be above the rest of the cultivators. "No, don't do this to me!"
Tang Shaotian painfully crouched on the ground, his old face even more prominent.
"No, Xu Haotian, you can't treat me like this. The First Prince won't let you off." As long as you let me go, I will plead with you. I, Tang Shaotian, have a lot of face. At the very least, it will make your death more dignified. "
Tang Shaotian seemed to have thought of something as he suddenly stood up and threatened.
"The First Prince can't even protect himself, so how can he protect you? Keep dreaming!"
"Yes, King Changping has offended the First Prince for the sake of us rogue cultivators. Let's go and help him."
When the ten thousand rogue cultivators in front of Cheng De Palace saw this, they couldn't take it anymore. Who was King Changping? He was their hero and their future lord. How could he allow others to insult and trample on him so wantonly?
With a huff, the large group of cultivators no longer cared about the intensity of the palace's competition, and they all entered the palace.
"You can't leave, you can't leave! The competition isn't over yet. You're just a bunch of stinky rogue cultivators. You can't disturb the First Prince!"
Seeing this, Chi Guda was shocked and shouted loudly.
"F * ck off. With your appearance, you're still trying to stop us? Do you believe that your efforts will result in your death?"
On Stage Two, the red robed middle-aged man kicked Chi Mu onto the ground as he scolded.
"Brother Zhi, let's go. It's just a dog, don't delay us in venting grievances for King Changping." This is the real deal. "