The crowd was stunned for a moment, unable to fully react. The slimy body of the Eight Sect Master was not only shocking and frightening, but also stung the eyes of many people.
If you look at the entire dynasty, any Eight-Sect Yuanshi is by no means an unknown person.
People from other dynasties, in the imperial capital of Chu, were acting tyrannically and brutally, killing people in the streets. Any warrior with some backbone would feel deeply insulted and angry.
Especially the border between Chen and Bing between the two dynasties is still in hostility.
The little prince of Wei clapped his hands and glanced at the corpse, full of disgust and disgust. He kicked the crowd in front of them, and then said sarcastically: "You warriors of the Chu Dynasty are too weak and poor.
I can't catch even one of my punches, which is really disappointing. You can imagine that once the war starts, you soldiers of the Chu Dynasty will be so vulnerable! You losers, do you have the guts to come up and give me some training?"
Everyone was furious and wanted to rush forward immediately and teach this arrogant boy a lesson. However, the little prince killed an Eighth Sect Master with just one punch. Such a method was really shocking.
Everyone asks themselves, their methods are definitely not as good as those of the Eight Sect Masters. If you go up hastily, you will only die.
The crowd fell silent for a moment.
More and more people gathered around him.
When the little prince saw that no one dared to challenge him, he burst out laughing arrogantly. He didn't look at anyone at all, and simply lay down on the Taishi's chair with his eyes closed to meditate.
The four golden-armored guards he brought with him, all of whom were cultivators of the Eight Sects, began to mock and insult him loudly. Their words were so ugly that all the people of the Chu Dynasty were furious and wanted to tear their mouths apart.
At this moment, a large group of people and horses were heard galloping towards them, which made many people's eyes light up.
"That's the Third Prince's Spirit Deer Cart. It's the Third Prince and the others who have arrived."
"The Third Prince has many strong men under his command, not to mention the Eight Sect Masters, there are also quite a few strong ones in the Xiantian Realm. This kid is so rampant, the Third Prince will definitely teach him a lesson!"
In the expectant eyes of everyone, three Linglu carts stopped, and they saw the third prince, Zuo Xiang Lin Zhiwen, Lin Qingchen, as well as Yushi Bogao, the commander of the Yulin Army, the Imperial Guard and other important officials of the Third Prince's line.
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But the next moment, everyone's expressions changed.
The third prince got out of the car, and as soon as he saw the little prince, he immediately quickened his pace. An attentive smile appeared on his square and honest face, and he said repeatedly: "Little prince, why did you come here so early?"
The little prince didn't even get up, and said arrogantly: "I came here in advance to weigh the weight of your Chu Dynasty warriors. If you don't have enough weight, you don't have to participate in this auction!"
The third prince frowned slightly, but immediately greeted him with a smile, and said happily: "The little prince is extremely talented, and everyone knows it. If he can personally guide me as a warrior, that will be a blessing that they can't ask for in eight lifetimes. I don't know what the outcome will be.
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The little prince said disdainfully: "That's too bad! I've long heard that your Chu Dynasty's talent has withered over the years. After seeing it today, it's true!"
After saying this, Lin Zhiwen and others frowned.
But that's all.
The third prince chuckled, seemingly not hearing the infinite mockery of his own dynasty and country in his words.
Then, he chatted with the little prince for a few more words, then took his own personnel, walked around the grand master's chair, and filed in.
The angry crowd couldn't bear it anymore and began to curse.
"Traitor!"
"I have long heard that the third prince has close contacts with the envoys from the four countries, and even has secret transactions. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true! If the throne falls into his hands, the consequences will be disastrous!"
"A cowardless person, without dignity, self-respect, despicable and shameless!"
The little prince laughed, obviously very satisfied with the situation in front of him.
Just as everyone was cursing, another group of spirit deer carts came forward, at a leisurely pace. The one at the head was made of pure gold and engraved with golden dragons, phoenixes, and dragons, giving it a noble and majestic air.
At that time, the only person who could use this kind of Luan Chariot was the Crown Prince, besides Your Majesty.
"Prince Su is here!"
"The prince is a talented warrior. His cultivation in the Xiantian Seven Star Realm is not much inferior to that of President Chu Xiantian. He can crush this damn little prince to death with just one finger!"
"The third prince is really a waste. Now I suddenly feel that letting Prince Su succeed to the throne is the most satisfactory result!"
Prince Su got off the Luan Car. He was dressed in a golden python robe, with long and narrow eyebrows. He looked calm, powerful, and even-keeled, with a very royal demeanor.
Behind him were the three great Xiantian Yuan Lords, Feiliu Wuzong Chen Tiesong and others. The current Imperial Master Taishi Fenghan, his son Taishi Xinfang, Taishi Yu Buhui, and his son Yu Shiming were also among the eight Xiantian Yuans on the list.
Shi. As well as the president and vice president of the Lebao Chamber of Commerce, which is the most powerful besides the Dachu Chamber of Commerce.
The onlookers were once again amazed to see so many Xiantian realm experts at one time, almost all of the most powerful figures in the entire Chu Dynasty gathered here. It was eye-opening.
The little prince's arrogant voice came again: "Stop!"
"You dare to be so arrogant in front of Prince Su, you are really looking for death!"
"Humph! This little thing really knows how high the world is!"
Prince Su took a step forward and asked calmly: "The young prince of Wei is guarding here, blocking the main entrance. I don't know what he wants?"
The little prince said arrogantly: "Come and show your worth to the warriors of the Chu Dynasty!"
Prince Su said: "Have you finished weighing?"
The little prince sarcastically said: "The warriors of the Chu Dynasty are all timid and timid. I have been waiting here for half an hour, but only one of them dared to come, which makes people laugh out loud!"
Prince Su smiled slightly: "Protect yourself wisely and be patient for the time being. Many times it is the best policy. If the little prince is interested, just continue weighing. Now, we are going in!"
The little prince said: "Please!"
But he had no intention of moving his chair to give way.
"At the current border between Chu, Wei and Chen, I really don't want to cause trouble!"
Prince Su frowned, sighed, and took the lead to bypass him and pass from the side.
As soon as he took the lead, other powerful men also followed suit. Only Taishi Xinfang struggled several times, but was held tightly by his father Taishi Fenghan.
Seeing the disappearing figures of Prince Su and others, the crowd was completely shocked. They originally thought that in their own dynasty, if their own warriors were so humiliated, someone must be able to come forward.
Unexpectedly, the third prince and the prince ignored him one after another.
Even Prince Su just chatted a few words, neither serious nor painful.
Don't bully the little prince to your head and feet, he can actually tolerate it!
The words he said deliberately seemed to be an excuse for not wanting to send troops to Wei.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that if someone really wants to send troops, there are thousands of excuses and no one can stop or prevent them.
The reason why Prince Su is like this is that he is afraid that Wei will support the third prince in the struggle for the throne. So even at this stage, he still does not dare to take action! (To be continued)