"Who gave you the courage to say that you will destroy our nine tribes?"
The old man pointed at Chen Yan's nose and cursed: "Anyone from the Cultivation Alliance can wipe out your whole family. Boy, I think you are tired of living. Can you scold our vice president? You scolded our vice president."
, which is equivalent to scolding the two immortals today, I will kill you now to serve as a warning to others."
After the old guy said that, he actually wanted to take action.
How could Chen Yan spoil him? He slapped him with a loud mouth.
"Crack!"
There was an explosion.
Clear and crisp.
The old man staggered after being beaten, spitting out two back molars, and half of his face was swollen. But after all, he was also a member of the Cultivation Alliance. He had some skills and did not faint, but he was furious.
He shouted loudly and activated his true energy to fight Chen Yan desperately.
Xiaowu and Xiaoling were watching the show on the side.
I thought to myself: Lao Bangzi thinks that the coffin shop's business is deserted, so he plans to go and build a coffin for himself. Brother Demon King dares to provoke him, and he doesn't know how to die.
Hua Yu next to her looked at the people on the blue bird, but she was a little worried about Chen Yan confronting those two people. She immediately stepped in and shouted: "Stop, you don't even look at who he is. How dare you threaten to kill him in front of His Majesty the Nine Thousand Years Old Highness?"
Destroy his nine tribes, and the people of the Cultivation Alliance will swell!"
"What? He is nine thousand years old? Demon King Chen?"
The old man looked stunned.
People in the Cultivation Alliance may not be very interested in the affairs of the court, but the previous nine-thousand-year-old Wei Zhongcheng died not long ago, and the whole country mourned. The new nine-thousand-year-old Chen Demon King is also well-known among the people, and it is normal for him to have heard about it.
Develop normally.
Huayu announced his name as Nine Thousand Years Old, so the Cultivation Alliance should give him some face.
However, today, two immortals from the Kunlun Ruins stood up for him in front of him, and immediately said with sideways eyes: "So what if I'm nine thousand years old? Do the people in the government still want to take care of my Cultivation Alliance and my Cultivation World?"
What happened? You, Demon King Chen, openly insulted our Cultivation Alliance, President Song, and you must apologize to President Song today."
The movement here naturally attracted the attention of the three people in the sky.
The man on top of the blue bird hummed softly: "I actually met someone from the imperial court. Huh, people from the imperial court bullied me in the world of cultivation. Where do you have the courage?"
He was going to go down and teach him a lesson.
But suddenly he felt the gaze of the woman next to him, and he stopped moving. He said to Song Yi next to him: "That guy is scolding you, why don't you vent your anger?"
Song Yi was a little confused.
The old man looked down at him as if he wanted to eat someone.
He knew Chen Demon King well because he lived in the south of the Yangtze River and knew that Chen Demon King had done several great things, especially the fact that the Western Vatican has not left home until now. It was his masterpiece.
Besides, he is now nine thousand years old.
It can be said that the military power is in control.
Although the Cultivation Alliance is detached, their families are still under the jurisdiction of the Yanhuang Kingdom. If you, an old boy, come out like this, aren't you going to roast me, Song Yi?
He originally wanted to pretend he didn't know and just get by.
But now that the immortal has spoken, what can he do?
All we can do is bite the bullet and go down.
"It turns out it was His Highness Nine Thousand Years Old in person. Was there some misunderstanding?"
Chen Yan said: "There is no misunderstanding. I just made a complaint. There is an old dog who wants to step on my head and flatter you, President Song. Do you want to go with him?"
Song Yi said: "Nine thousand years old, I ask myself that I have not offended you."
Chen Yan said: "I'm not wrong. If you lick it, you just lick it. Why don't you let others talk about it?"
Song Yi's face turned cold: "In that case, there's nothing to say. Nine thousand years old, you can be considered a member of the cultivation world. I want to duel with you now."
"Duel? Life or death? Yes!"
"No...it's not a life or death battle."
"It's not a life-and-death duel. Just a fight? Silly, who cares about you? Get out!"