After a long time, I didn't expect him to appear again at this time, and it seemed that he was much calmer than before, and his aura was much stronger.
Chu Kuangtao seemed to be a completely different person, his aura was restrained, and he no longer exuded the astonishing evil aura as before. But for some reason, looking at him now, he felt more evil than before.
"Who did I think it was, it turned out to be you." Peng Junyue saw Kuang Tao's appearance clearly, and immediately sneered, saying mockingly: "Remember that one of your arms was cut off by Shiyi that day, and now you have reattached the arm and come out? "
A sinister look suddenly flashed across Chu Kuangtao's face. He turned his gaze to Zheng Shiyi and said coldly: "Zheng Shiyi? Be careful. If I encounter him in the God Lord Conference, I will definitely kill him."
As soon as the domineering voice fell, there was a burst of laughter all around the conference.
"Deadly killing Zheng Shiyi is really a joke."
"Yes, anyone else could kill Zheng Shiyi."
"Is there anyone in this conference who can't kill Zheng Shiyi?"
Chu Kuangtao listened to the sounds coming one after another, with an obvious look of astonishment on his face. He looked around with confusion, and the sounds continued to come in his ears.
"This man is really funny. Zheng Shiyi is already a useless person, and he still says that."
"Who doesn't know that Zheng Shiyi can no longer punch, but he said it as if he could kill Zheng Shiyi like this, that's how powerful he is."
"It's funny, it's really funny."
After listening to what everyone said, Chu Kuangtao finally understood and looked at Zheng Shiyi in surprise: "You can't punch anymore?"
After saying that, looking at Zheng Shiyi who was silent, Chu Kuangtao had a strange look on his face, turned around and walked away.
Slowly, everyone's eyes no longer focused on Zheng Shiyi and Peng Junyue, and each started chatting with acquaintances.
"Yao Yao..." A handsome man dressed in luxurious clothes had a confident smile on his face. He walked up to Fan Yao and said with a smile: "Yao Yao, long time no see. Brother Zao and Brother Cai." They've all returned to the capital. Let's go. Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for more than half a year."
"Okay." A happy smile appeared on Fan Yao's face, she turned to look at Zheng Shiyi and said, "Shiyi, come together, I will introduce you to a few friends."
"Okay." Zheng Shiyi turned around and was about to follow Fan Yao into the distance.
On the side, the man who just spoke had a look of ridicule on his face and sneered: "He? He is qualified to sit at the same table as me."
Zheng Shiyi's progress suddenly stopped.
Mo Xing's indifferent face suddenly furrowed his brows, he suddenly turned around, looked at the man opposite him with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "You boy from nowhere, what qualifications do you have to sit at the same table with Shiyi? "
"That's good. To be honest, even the well-informed Mr. Peng, I have never heard of or seen this guy." Peng Junyue stretched out a finger to dig his ears and asked with an exaggerated look: "Who is he? Do you know him?"
"I don't know him, but he is praying not to meet me at the Shenhou Conference, otherwise he will prepare for the funeral." Huan Shi glanced at the man lightly, and murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
Fan Yao looked at the man, then at Zheng Shiyi, a look of embarrassment instantly appeared on her beautiful face, she looked at the man and said softly: "Tang Yuan, Shiyi is my friend."
"Such a waste?" Tang Yuan said contemptuously: "Besides relying on others, what else does he have? Yaoyao, everyone is waiting for you, let's go. And you..."
Tang Yuan stretched out a finger, pointed at the Huanshi people and said disdainfully: "A group of bumpkins who don't know the heights of the world. This is a banquet held by the Holy Lord for the Shenhou Conference. I won't do anything. This is fine, you also have time to let your families, Prepare your funeral arrangements."
"Okay... everyone, please stop talking." Fan Yao stood between the two parties with an embarrassed look on her face, looking back at Zheng Shiyi.
"Since someone invites you, you can go." Zheng Shiyi looked at Fan Yao's embarrassed look and smiled softly, without any unpleasant look on his face.
"But Shiyi, you..." Fanyao seemed a little worried.
"Just go ahead." Zheng Shiyi shrugged indifferently.
"This..." Fan Yao was silent again and whispered: "I'll go talk to them."
Just as her voice fell, a voice sounded from the side: "He is not qualified." An ordinary-looking man walked out from behind Tang Yuan. Although his appearance was just ordinary, his face was full of extraordinary energy. The color of confidence.
As he spoke, he glanced in Zheng Shiyi's direction, his brows filled with disdain.
As soon as the man's voice fell, everyone around him turned around to see the man's appearance, and then they all immediately retreated to the rear and made way for them.
Shen Anzhi!
After Fan Yao saw the appearance of the man in front of her clearly, her expression suddenly changed. If Tang Yuan had refused Shi Yi to sit with her at the same table, she could have said it again, but Shen Anzhi was different. Even she could not offend Shen Anzhi. !
Shen An knew that he was a direct descendant of the Shen family and one of the two heirs of the Shen family.
The Shen family is a more terrifying family than Tang Yuan's Tang family. What's more, besides being one of the heirs of the Shen family, Shen Anzhi also has another identity, that is, the direct disciple of the deputy leader of Canglan Sect, one of the great sects that have existed forever. .
With such an identity, if he opens his mouth, even he himself will not be able to persuade him.
But Ten Wings...
Zheng Shiyi looked at Fan Yao who looked embarrassed, stretched out a hand as usual, lightly patted Fan Yao's shoulder and said: "You go ahead and do your work first, let's go to that table."
Zheng Shiyi pointed at the table and walked over.
The three of them, Mo Xing, quickly followed Zheng Shiyi.
Peng Junyue just sat down and looked at Fan Yao who turned to leave, and said with an angry look: "She... is really realistic."
"If she wants to go, just go. After all, we are not on the same journey." Zheng Shiyi stopped Peng Junyue who was about to continue talking.
A few people had just sat down when a burst of noise suddenly came from the direction of the door.
"King Fudo!"
"King Fudo... why did he appear!"
"This... This is the dinner party of the Divine Lords Conference. All those who attend the Divine Lords Conference should attend. As a Fudo King, if you want to participate, there is no problem, but he should not show up. After all, he has been crowned king. No need to come."
At the entrance of the banquet, King Fudo walked slowly towards him. A stream of cold breath continued to pour out of his body, causing the air around his body to fluctuate slightly.
"No, King Fudo's aura is a bit unusual!"
"Although this aura is terrifying, although it also makes people feel invincible, but..."
"This is the aura of Hou Jing, it's Hou Jing!"
Everyone looked at King Fudo who was walking slowly, and soon noticed the difference. For a moment, there were screams of surprise!
"It's King Fudo! The person who killed himself and caused the strange phenomenon in the world was King Fudo!"
"The person who killed himself turned out to be King Fudo!"
"King Fudo, he killed himself!"
"The aura of King Fudo leaked out because he had just killed himself and was unable to control the aura in his body for a while."
Everyone looked at King Fudo with almost disbelief. King Fudo, this is a king, and he is also a semi-saint existence!
How could such a being kill himself? If he kills himself, there is almost no possibility of him cultivating back, and he may even be trapped in the Hou Realm for the rest of his life!
How could he kill himself!
"The one who killed himself was King Fudo!"
"It's him!"
"King Fudo kills himself. What else does the position of God Lord have to do with others!"
After everyone was surprised, their expressions quickly became ugly. Especially, the faces of the more famous people became even more ugly.
This is the Immovable King!
Although King Fudo cut himself off and became a prince, the artistic conception of King Fudo is still there.
That is a semi-saint existence!
Even if he kills himself, who can be his opponent when he participates in the Shenhou Conference
After that, what else will be held at the God Lord Conference? Just don't hold it, just award the title of Divine Lord to Fudo King.
It’s really unfair for King Fudo to participate in the Shenhou Conference!
How could this Jasper Sect be like this? Then in the future, can other long-lasting great sects also ask their masters to kill themselves in the future Divine Lords Conference, and then participate in the Divine Lords Conference
In the future Divine Lords Conference, all the positions of Divine Lords will be given to these masters.
King Fudo felt the hostile gazes one after another, and sneered secretly in his heart, but he still had to speak to the surroundings and said: "You can rest assured, I am not beheading myself into a lord for the sake of the position of a divine lord. This king's The next purpose is to kill him!"
King Fudo stretched out a finger towards Zheng Shiyi, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Zheng Shiyi.
Everyone around looked at Zheng Shiyi, whom King Fudo was pointing at, and came to their senses one by one. It turned out that it was for Zheng Shiyi, and they all knew about the conflict between Zheng Shiyi and the Biyu Sect.
For a time, the hostility emanating from everyone gradually dissipated.
Zheng Shiyi felt the gazes of everyone and sneered softly: "Why, the dignified King Fudo, still wants to kill himself and enter the Hou Realm to deal with me
It seems that your Biyu Sect really has no one left. Are you in a hurry to kill yourself because you are worried that I will kidnap your saint? "
"What do I worry about?" King Fudo showed a ruthless look on his face and said coldly: "I just want to kill you with my own hands. On that day, I should not hold back and kill you completely. !”
"Withholding your hand?" Zheng Shiyi heard this and sneered loudly: "It's not that you held back your hand, it's just that you didn't kill me because you were incompetent.
Back then, you were unable to kill me in the King Realm, and now that you have entered the Hou Realm, you have no chance.
Soon you will regret it and kill yourself because you will die in my hands. "
King Fudo suddenly laughed, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world. He laughed loudly, his voice full of disdain.
Everyone around heard the sound and laughed.
"Can't kill the king? It's really funny."
(End of chapter)