C952 Anger
C952 Anger
Because she lost!
"Trash!" Xiao Yi Ting, who was sitting on the seat, growled with a savage expression.
After the woman in white heard Xiao Yi Ting's words, her body couldn't help but tremble.
"Come here!" Xiao Yi Ting said in a low voice to the woman in white.
The woman in white trembled as she slowly walked over, her eyes filled with despair and sadness.
"Young Master Xiao, even though you lost to Feng Ling Shi, you shouldn't be so anxious to make a move, right?" The Wind Forest City's Young City Lord was in high spirits as he chuckled.
"You don't need to worry about me!" Xiao Yi Ting shouted coldly as a bright light flashed in his hand.
The Feng Lingshi stone immediately appeared in his hand, and he threw it into the air, not caring about it anymore.
When Feng Zhenshi saw Feng Lingshi fly up, a green light flashed in his hand, and in an instant, the Feng Lingshi was sucked into his palm.
"Many thanks to Young Master Xiao's Feng Lingshi." Feng Zhen looked at Feng Lingshi, who was in his hand, and said with a smile.
This smile was undoubtedly a drug to agitate Xiao Yi Ting. As he saw the woman in white walking over, a sinister expression appeared on his face.
"Swish!" With a sound, a long sword appeared in his hands.
"Young Master Xiao, it can't be that you want to fight here, right? Today is the Second Prince's banquet, killing people here isn't good, right?" Feng Zhen smiled at Xiao Yi Ting.
"Keep your Feng Lingshi well, it is not your place to meddle in my matters!" Xiao Yi Ting said coldly.
As she spoke, she placed her hand on the woman in white's shoulder.
"Lowly servant, die!" Xiao Yi Ting roared as he stabbed the long sword in his hand towards the white-clothed woman.
"Scram!" A shout echoed in the entire hall, just as Xiao Yi Ting's long sword was about to pierce into the white clothed female's body.
Xiao Yi Ting's figure instantly disappeared from the spot. 'Bang! 'a loud sound was heard as the door was smashed down.
He saw a figure shimmering with golden light appear beside the woman in white. It was none other than Qin Yun.
Everyone was alarmed. The white-clothed woman was originally from Xiao Yi Ting. It did not matter to them if she wanted to be killed or not. However, Qin Yun had attacked Xiao Yi Ting for a woman he did not know.
Zuo Zhenfeng looked at Qin Yun with a tinge of admiration in his eyes. That was because Qin Yun had done what he wanted but had not done.
He also wanted to make a move. No one would say anything when they were arguing, but if he were to make a move, it would bring a lot of trouble.
"She's already done her best, but you still want to kill her. The one who deserves to die is you!" Qin Yun said coldly to Xiao Yi Ting, who had collapsed to the ground.
However, just as Qin Yun finished speaking, a cold voice sounded in his ears.
"You dare to touch my young master, I'll take your life!"
A man dressed in a long robe turned into a blur as he charged at Qin Yun's back. It was the grey-clothed man who had been standing not far behind Xiao Yiting.
Qin Yun sensed the attack from behind him and his eyes lit up.
The multicolored Chaotic Force on his body suddenly erupted, and with the power of the Divine Dragon Body, it condensed onto his right hand.
Qin Yun's right hand instantly transformed into a sharp dragon claw that was covered in fine, multicolored, golden dragon scales.
"Primal Chaos Dragon Fist!" Qin Yun roared angrily as he struck out with his backhand. With an extremely fast speed, he met the approaching gray-clothed man.
"Clang!" With a sound, Qin Yun's fist collided with the grey-clothed man's attack, causing a crisp sound of steel clashing to ring out.
Immediately after, the light beam exploded, and the grey-clothed man felt an extremely strong force come from the weapon in his hand.
This force shook his vital energy and blood, causing his body to fly backwards at an extremely fast speed.
Boom!" With a 'bang' sound, the grey-robed man's figure smashed into the wall of the hall, creating a large hole in it. Then, he flew out of the hole.
"What!" All the guests present widened their eyes as they looked at the scene before them in disbelief.
It had to be known that the gray-clothed person beside Xiao Yiting had been a mid-stage demigod seven to eight hundred years ago, but such a demigod had been sent flying with a single punch from Qin Yun. What sort of concept was that?
"He can't even withstand a single blow!" Qin Yun said disdainfully as he looked in the direction in which the mid-level demigod had flown away.
With Qin Yun's attack, everyone knew that Qin Yun was not to be trifled with. No one dared to stand up for Xiao Yi Ting.
Xiao Yi Ting crawled up from the ground in a sorry state, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and said hatefully to Qin Yun, "Bad Boy! Do you know who I am? Do you believe that I won't let you leave this place!? "
Qin Yun did not reply this time. Instead, he looked coldly at Xiao Yiting. It was as though he was looking at a dead man.
Xiao Yi Ting's body trembled when he saw Qin Yun's gaze. He could not help but break out in cold sweat.
He could clearly see the monstrous killing intent in Qin Yun's eyes. Furthermore, his Cultivation was not a match for Qin Yun. It was as easy as flipping his palm if Qin Yun wanted to kill him.
At this moment, a beam of light flashed through the hall.
He saw a handsome man of about thirty years old, wearing a golden robe, appearing at the main seat with a smile on his face.
This man was the main character of this banquet, the second prince of Ning Yang.
He had long since witnessed all that had happened in this hall.
"We pay our respects to the Second Prince!" When everyone saw that the second prince had appeared, they all spoke respectfully.
The second prince smiled and nodded at the crowd before looking at Qin Yun and Xiao Yuming. He said, "I believe it's all a misunderstanding that the two of you are here to attend the banquet with me."
After all, the Second Prince was a prince and this was the capital of Ning Yang. As long as he spoke, no one would dare to provoke him.
Qin Yun remained silent as he stared at Xiao Yi Ting.
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Xiao Yi Ting gritted his teeth and said to Qin Yun, "Kid, on behalf of the Second Prince, I will let you off for now!"
"That's what I wanted to say too." Qin Yun answered coldly.
"You …" Xiao Yi Ting was so angry that his face turned red. Qin Yun did not give himself a chance to step down in front of the second prince and so many people.
"Brat, do you dare to say your name!?" Xiao Yi Ting said as he glared hatefully at Qin Yun.
"Qin Yun!" Qin Yun said indifferently.
Everyone present was familiar with the name Qin Yun, but they were also unfamiliar with him. It could be said that this name was extremely popular more than a decade ago.
The news of Qin Yun slaying nearly a thousand Wyvern Guards with a single strike had already spread among the higher-ups of Ningyang.
"So he's Qin Yun." The young master Feng Zhen, who had won the fight with Mei Ji, muttered.
"Alright. Qin Yun, just you wait!" Xiao Yi Ting said viciously to Qin Yun. He had never placed Qin Yun, the tiny city lord, in his eyes.
"Say that again!" Qin Yun's figure flashed as he suddenly charged in the direction of Xiao Yi Pavilion.