Chapter 1182 Because of him, I can't protect myself!
"..." Yang Xiong and others felt great pressure.
At the same time, two powerful men from the Anxi Tao family and the Heyang Rong family also came out, and their pressure increased even more.
For a while.
The whole place was stunned.
Only Yang Xiong was struggling to support him. On the other hand, most of the local wealthy families in Jinling around him had complicated expressions. Some wanted to stand up to support, but after thinking about it, they still retracted their steps.
Tang Anshun even led everyone in the Tang family to huddle at the back of the crowd, out of sight.
"Is this the wealthy Jinling family?"
"How ridiculous!"
Pan Ao sneered, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes: "Yang Xiong, you wasted so much of my time. Now I have changed my mind. I will repay the goods you intercepted five times, otherwise, I will destroy your Yang family tomorrow!"
Five times the repayment! It was twice as much at first, but now it has become five times! "Zhiqua——" Yang Xiong was extremely angry, clenching his hands into fists, and there were crisp sounds between his finger bones. You can imagine how angry he was in his heart.
"If I ask you something again, it's best to answer it."
Pan Ao looked arrogant: "I don't like others to ignore me. If you don't answer within three breaths, I will cut off your arm."
This is a naked insult! Yang Xiong gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his neck, and the anger in his heart burst out like a volcano. He was about to lose control, and murderous intent surged through his body.
Sudden.
In Yang Xiong's ears, a familiar voice came from the soul: "Uncle Yang, there is no need to be angry with this kind of person."
Tang Ming strolled up and patted Yang Xiong on the shoulder.
Huh! Yang Xiong was filled with anger, and he immediately restrained himself. He also transmitted the message: "Xiao Ming, this Pan Ao is extremely powerful, and there is also Lu Haiming..." "It's okay, I'm sure."
Tang Ming smiled lightly, patted Yang Xiong's shoulder again, then passed him and came to the front of the crowd.
"Master Tang."
Guo Caishen walked over with a solemn expression and whispered: "Be careful, this Pan Ao is not a good person."
"What a coincidence, he is not a kind person, and I am not a kind-hearted person either."
The smile on Tang Ming's face became even stronger.
Then, he raised his eyes to look at Pan Ao and said calmly: "Pan Ao, if I ask you to kneel down and apologize, will you kneel down?"
Um?
Make Pan Ao kneel down?
Everyone present was confused by Tang Ming's words.
Even Pan Ao himself was slightly dazed, but he quickly reacted, stared at Tang Ming with slightly squinted eyes, and said solemnly: "Boy, you are playing with fire, be careful of playing with fire and burning yourself."
"Yes, I am indeed playing with fire."
Tang Ming's tone was faint, and he suddenly reached out and snapped his fingers.
Snap! A small black flame suddenly appeared on his fingertips. It was so pure and black that it swallowed up all the surrounding light like a black hole.
The underworld fire suddenly appeared, and the temperature of the entire lobby suddenly dropped.
"Dark Fire..." Pan Ao's cold eyes narrowed. At the moment when his pupils contracted, Tang Ming's figure shook, and his whole body and the group of Dark Fire suddenly disappeared.
Almost at the same time.
Pan Ao and Lu Haiming's expressions changed slightly, and they swept away at the same time. The moment they just swept away, the two strong men from the Tao family and the Rong family had not yet reacted - Zheng! The cold light flashed, and the Shura sword flew out.
.
The sword was burning with rolling hellfire, and it was slashed down suddenly.
"presumptuous!"
"roll!"
The two strong men roared angrily, their strong energy suddenly bursting out, trying to block the attack.
But they still overestimated their own strength, or in other words, underestimated Tang Ming's sword intent.
"Tsk!"
The Shura sword slashed down, and the Tao family's entire right arm was severed at shoulder level, blood splattered out, and before the broken arm even hit the ground, it was completely burned to ashes by the Hellfire.
This is not over yet. The wound on the broken arm is bleeding continuously. Even with the energy and blood of a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse, he cannot control the gushing blood.
Because there is still hell fire on the wound that is constantly eroding the flesh.
Bone-corroding hellfire! "Damn it!"
The strong man of the Rong family broke out in cold sweat, and just as he was about to retreat, the Shura flying sword penetrated the void and disappeared again, but the sharp sword light became even more terrifying.
His heart felt chilly, and he subconsciously moved ten meters to the side.
Pan Ao suddenly shouted: "Be careful..." But it was still too late. The strong man from the Rong family had just moved out. The moment he landed, a cold light appeared at his footing like a ghost.
Poof! A broken leg was chopped off, burned in mid-air, and turned into wisps of gray mist.
The void is turbulent.
Tang Ming strolled out, with the Shura Flying Sword floating on his shoulder, without even looking at the two injured strong men.
"The Tao family in Anxi and the Rong family in Heyang are each offering 100 million in compensation. If they don't have the money, they can use items to deduct it."
"Yang Xiong, detain these two people. If they don't see the money after an hour, they will be killed directly."
Cold words sounded.
The whole place was stunned.
"As you command, Master Tang."
Yang Xiong walked out with a ferocious smile, grabbing one by one with his big hand and grabbing the two strong men in his hand.
"How dare you, Tang Xuantian, do you want to start a war with my Tao family?"
"You are simply looking for death. Believe it or not, my Rong family will arrange for the strong ones to come here tonight!"
The two of them shouted loudly.
Tang Ming's eyes were indifferent and he said calmly: "Zhang Zui, each person and each family will receive an extra 100 million. Yang Xiong, whoever dares to say one more thing will directly add 100 million in compensation."
"good!"
Yang Xiong smiled ferociously, mustered up all his strength and threw out two slaps, beating the two people until their mouths were full of blood and their teeth fell out. However, they dared not speak in anger and could only look at Pan Ao for help.
"You don't have to look at him."
Tang Ming seemed to be aware of the situation behind him, and said quietly: "Because of him, I can't protect myself."
Boom! Rolling black mist surged out from behind him. The black mist shrouded and formed a huge dragon soul behind Tang Ming. The overwhelming pressure swept across the entire place, like an immortal from the sky... No, it was like a demon in the world, and the evil energy surged wildly.
"Hunsha!"
"Damn it, it's still the Dragon Soul Evil!"
Pan Ao trembled all over.
Lu Haiming's pupils also contracted.
“Having developed some blood-evil energy, you think you are the reincarnation of the God of Killing?
Do you think you are unique in the world?
Do you just want to destroy the Yang family in Jinling?"
"Pan Ao, with your bloody spirit, you are as childish as a child in front of me."
In Tang Ming's dark eyes, Lin shot out a captivating aura: "Now, you should pay the price for your arrogance."
Whoa! Shura's flying sword flew out and slashed forward.
The roar of the sword energy filled the whole place, Pan Ao's face changed slightly, and subconsciously the power of blood evil surged around his body, but what surprised him was.
This sword did not strike at him, but struck hard into the void, leaving a bloody trace that would last for a long time.
Three more sword energy pierced the void.
"Crack!"
The crystal chandelier, which was hanging at the top of the hotel lobby and was about ten meters long, had its load-bearing steel rope cut off by the sword energy and crashed down.
People around quickly dispersed.
Boom! The crystal chandelier fell down and made a loud noise, and the flashing and crackling of electric light was extremely spectacular.
But everyone's attention was not focused on the crystal chandelier, but on the bloody traces left vertically by the four sword energies high in the sky.