Those who knew Xie Tian would never have the illusion that there was a Dao Master comparable to Xie Tian just because of the difference between the North and the South Region.
In the face of the provocation of the genius Venerables from other big cities in the South Region, 70 Dao Masters from Dark Wind City lowered their heads and could not bear to see the scene that was about to happen.
This scene was far less impressive than the killing of more than 5,000 people with one punch, the killing of more than 2,000 Dao Masters in six hours, and the killing of Scorpion with one punch. But it was enough to ring the alarm in their ears again.
The tavern was so big that it could not only accommodate the Dao Masters of Dark Wind City.
Because of Dark Wind's warning, his genius children were secretly looking at Xie Tian, who had killed their brother, so they also saw this scene.
Rakshasa Venerable, who was not even as good as Zhui Sha, would definitely die miserably in terms of aura.
Therefore, Dark Wind's eldest son, the middle-aged man Hu Jinxin, glanced at his 12th sister, Hu Jinfang.
Hu Jinfang got up and walked over, standing behind Xie Tian, facing the Venerable with vertical pupils.
"So your confidence comes from women?" The Venerable with vertical pupils sneered and was about to say something sarcastic, but his eyes suddenly blurred. Before he could see clearly, he felt a sharp pain on his left cheek.
Slap!
Hu Jinfang withdrew her right hand and said indifferently, "Others' silence is not the capital for you to be arrogant. Get out."
"How dare you hit me?"
Covering his swollen cheek, the Venerable with vertical pupils' eyes were filled with anger and disbelief, which even made him laugh out loud.
"Ha, how dare you hit me?"
The Venerable with vertical pupils' smile was too strange, and this repeated sentence made Hu Jinfang's heart skip a beat. She subconsciously looked at her eldest brother Hu Jinxin.
Hu Jinxin's eyes slightly narrowed. Before he could figure out what was going on, the Venerable with vertical pupils spoke again.
"Dark Wind City, right?" The Venerable with vertical pupils' eyes suddenly became ferocious. He pointed at Hu Jinfang and grinned, "You must be Dark Wind's daughter since you have the guts to slap me without saying a word. Good, haha, very good!"
Swish!
The Venerable with vertical pupils suddenly turned his head and looked coldly at Hu Jinxin.
"To be honest, I admire your courage." The Venerable with vertical pupils wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, and his smile became colder, "I, Hu Jinsheng, have learned something!"
Hu Jinxin stood up as soon as he said this.
At the same time, Hu Jinfang's face gradually turned pale.
Armadillo Chu City was the tenth largest city in the southern region. Its City Lord, Bi Po, was at the late-stage Dao Enlightenment realm. He could crush Bi Feng, who was at the early-stage Dao Enlightenment realm, with one hand!
Hu Jinfang just slapped one of Mu Po's sons!
"We are in big trouble …"
Hu Xin's face turned pale as he looked at Xie Tian.
He knew that there was only one way to resolve the Si Family's crisis — Xie Tian had to step forward and bring out the two Lords!
As long as Xie Tian personally brought out the two lords, the Armadillo Family would not cause trouble for the Si Family!
Even if he mentioned the names of the two lords, the Armadillo Family would only apologize to Xie Tian, but the Si Family would never be able to escape the Armadillo Family's revenge!
Xie Tian finally stood up and walked out of the wine shop after glancing at Hu Jinsheng.
Hu Jinsheng no longer cared about Xie Tian.
As a disciple of the Venerable Mu Po Family, he had lost face in the Northern Region. If he did not vent his anger, how could the Venerable Mu Po Family save face?
Seeing Xie Tian leave dejectedly after enduring his humiliation and the Si Clan's help, Ma Tou Sheng sneered at Si Xin and said, "Very good, the trash has left. Now, it is purely a matter between our two clans. Si Clan's brat, if you have the ability, kill this young master immediately. Otherwise, I will kill every single member of your Si Clan!"
Xie Tian did not care about the conflict in the wine shop.
He only cared about power.
Thus, he continued to comprehend Venerable Mu Po Sheng's unique aura as he walked toward a more powerful place.
"Then what is Second Rotor doing?"
Seeing Xie Tian walk past him without looking sideways, the big wolfhound's black eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was unfriendly.
The little sister chuckled and patted the dog's head, "Don't call him Second Rotor, he is not Second Rotor."
"Little sister, this is not good." Ever since it met Xie Tian, it had been patted on the head many times. The large wolfdog was very displeased, "If you have the ability, go and pat Second Rotor's head. This Grandpa Wolf does not like it!"
The little sister was amused, "How do you know he likes it?"
The large wolfdog had a look of disdain, "He submitted before you even made a move. He is a typical coward who can be bullied but not persuaded!"
"The successor of the Evil Emperor who can be bullied but not persuaded, haha …" The little sister laughed heartily.
"That's right, when are you going to tell him your plans?"
The little sister shrugged, downed the wine in her cup, and walked out of the wine shop, "Now."
"Wait for me."
On the other side, the woman and the dog followed behind Xie Tian, wanting to see what Xie Tian was going to do.
On the other side, in the wine shop, Hu Jinxin bowed deeply to Armo Sheng in front of countless people.
Armo Sheng's face still had a slender five-fingered mark. Seeing this mark, Hu Jinfang's face paled, and her body could not help but sway.
She did not know how much the Armo family would have to pay to erase this mark.
However, the situation was far more frightening than she had imagined.
"Don't, this Armo can't afford it." Armo Sheng helped Hu Jinxin, whose cultivation was two realms higher than his, up, and smiled brightly, "There is no need to apologize, and there is no need to pay any price."
Hu Jinxin's heart trembled when he heard this.
He knew very well that it was not Armo Sheng's magnanimity that was behind this, but an even more terrifying revenge.
"Is an hour enough for you to prepare for your funeral?" Armo Sheng looked in a certain direction and sighed, "I can feel that my brother Armo Di is just a dozen streets away. I have been bullied, and I am going to find him …"
Among the Armo family, no one stopped Armo Sheng from leaving.
All their thoughts were on the name Armo Di.
"Armo Di, Late-stage Body Integration Realm, Supreme List Sequence …"
These words made Hu Jinxin's terrified face suddenly contort!
"Xie Tian, Nineteenth Brother has no enmity with you. You killed him, and the Armo family has no desire to take revenge. We even said that we would help you, but you are just going to sit back and do nothing!"
At this time, Xie Tian stood in front of a person.
Even though their auras matched, the huge difference in their appearances still made him ask this question.
"Do you know Armo Sheng?"
Armo Di looked at the ninety-ninth level Dao Master trash in front of him and said coldly, "My brother sent you to die?"
Xie Tian nodded. This was the person he was looking for.
"Are you a descendant of Rakshasa?" After confirming it, he asked again. But then he remembered that this was the Abandoned Land, and perhaps the explanation would be different, so he added, "The legendary Two Rotor?"
As soon as he said this, the big wolfdog behind him snorted.
"Shameless, how dare you use Master Wolf's words!"
"Haha, interesting."
Seeing that Armo Di was enraged by the words "Two Rotor", the little sister sat down and shouted at Xie Tian, who was about to use Evil Moon, "Fight him like a man!"
Armo Di, whose vertical pupils were bright red with anger, looked at the little sister and the dog, and said with a hideous smile, "Kill trash! Eat dog meat! Fuck women! "
As soon as he said this, Xie Tian punched out at lightning speed.
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