Chapter 2005
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This time, Tie Zheng was in despair. In front of absolute strength, he did not even have the qualifications to risk his life. Under this terrifying spiritual pressure, he could only wait for death. However, what surprised Tie Zheng was that at this moment. A figure that was not very imposing suddenly appeared in front of Tie Zheng. Then, under Tie Zheng's shocked gaze, Tang Ao directly slapped Xiahou Kuangtian's face.
After being slapped by Tang Ao, the left side of Xiahou Kuangtian's face immediately swelled up like a steamed bun. At the same time, blood and teeth spurted out of Xiahou Kuangtian's mouth. The arrogant Xiahou Kuangtian had immediately turned into a pig's head after a single move from Tang Ao. From Tang Ao's attack to Xiahou Kuangtian flying back, everything had happened too quickly. It was so fast that even Xiahou Kuangtian himself did not understand what was going on.
"Scram down the mountain. When all of you trash are here, this sovereign will naturally take care of you trash." Tang Ao saw that although Xiahou Kuangtian's group had a lot of people, they were basically all from the Ancient Xiahou Family, Heavenly Star Sacred Sect, Dragon Transformation Pavilion, and some other sects that he had never seen before. If Tang Ao's guess was correct, the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Divine Wind Sect of the Eight Great Sects of the Mysterious Yellow Continent had yet to arrive, while the warriors of the Ouyang Family and the Xiao Family had yet to arrive.
After being slapped in the face by Tang Ao, and now being humiliated by Tang Ao in public, how could Xiahou Kuangtian endure it? He immediately wanted to attack Tang Ao again. However, before he could do anything, a clear sound rang out on Xiahou Kuangtian's face. At the same time, the left side of Xiahou Kuangtian's face swelled up, and the remaining half of his teeth were sent flying by Tang Ao.
"Scram!" Without waiting for Xiahou Kuangtian to speak, Tang Ao said coldly. This time, Xiahou Kuangtian was truly afraid of Tang Ao. At this time, Xiahou Kuangtian naturally recognized Tang Ao. However, Xiahou Kuangtian never would have thought that the current Tang Ao would become so terrifying. Xiahou Kuangtian and the others had originally planned to gather at the foot of the mountain before going up.
It was just that Xiahou Kuangtian wanted to fish for some benefits, so he brought his men here in advance. What Xiahou Kuangtian never thought that there would be such a terrifying existence like Tang Ao in the Seven Kills Sect. Xiahou Kuangtian had no doubt that if he had continued to stay, Tang Ao would have killed him without hesitation. Thinking of this, Xiahou Kuangtian shivered. He didn't dare to say anything else and immediately fled down the mountain.
Although it was humiliating to be slapped twice by Tang Ao, no matter how humiliating it was, it was better than losing his life here. Thus, Xiahou Kuangtian came quickly and left quickly. Xiahou Shijie's group, as well as the warriors of the Heavenly Star Sacred Sect and the Dragon Transformation Pavilion, saw that Xiahou Kuangtian had left so cowardly, naturally did not dare to stay and be beaten up.
Everyone knew that Tang Ao was in the Seven Kills Sect, but no one expected that after so many years, the current Tang Ao had already become so powerful. Ye Guhong also glanced at Tang Ao in fear. From Ye Guhong's point of view, the Seven Kills Sect had already completely declined. At this moment, there should be no more experts in the Seven Kills Sect.
However, what Ye Guhong never expected was that this new sect master, who looked young, actually had such a terrifying cultivation. Xiahou Kuangtian of the Ancient Xiahou Family could be considered a first-rate expert in the entire Profound Yellow Continent. However, when facing Tang Ao, Xiahou Kuangtian didn't even have the ability to fight back.
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