"Xiao Fan? Who does he think he is?" Prince Xing Long calmed down when he heard Zhao Congyang's sneer and mocking words. He was no longer angry. Instead, he looked at Zhao Congyang as if he was looking at an idiot.
Xiao Fan's performance at the Celestial Lake was obvious to all. He fought against hundreds of thousands of people alone and beat them until they knelt down and begged for mercy. However, such an expert was nothing in Zhao Congyang's eyes?
Zhao Congyang should take a look at himself. Who does he think he is?
If he really fought against Xiao Fan, wouldn't he still be beaten to a pulp by Xiao Fan?
Hence, Zhao Congyang was just an idiot. Was there a need to be angry with an idiot?
There was no need at all!
"That Xiao Fan only cultivated some kind of taboo technique. What is there to be concerned about?" Zhao Congyang looked at Prince Xing Long. He didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. He continued sneering, "Although taboo techniques increase one's strength greatly, they also cause great harm to one's body!"
"I dare say that Xiao Fan doesn't have much time left. This is because the price of using most taboo techniques is one's lifespan. Do we need to care about a dead person?"
"Only you, Xing Long, are as timid as a mouse. You will treat that Xiao Fan seriously. As for the others, heh, who cares about that person?"
"Furthermore, who among us doesn't have taboo techniques? It's just that no one dares to cultivate them. That Xiao Fan doesn't know what's good for him. He forcefully cultivated a taboo technique. He doesn't have much time left. Who does he think he is? "
"Did I say anything wrong?" Zhao Congyang raised his head high. His expression was full of arrogance as he looked at Prince Xing Long with disdain.
"Brother Zhao is absolutely right. I think so too. He is just a dying person. There is no need to care too much about him!" As soon as Zhao Congyang finished speaking, some people from the other factions immediately chimed in with laughter.
"Cultivating a taboo technique? Sigh, then why does Xiao Fan have to take things so hard?"
"But you don't have to tell me. The speed at which a taboo technique improves is very fast and its power is enormous. As long as one's will is not firm enough, one's will will probably crumble. Then, one would enter a trance and constantly want to cultivate that taboo technique. Back then, I almost couldn't resist the temptation and cultivated a taboo technique. Fortunately, I gave up in the end!"
"There are too many cases of people suddenly dying in the middle of cultivating a forbidden technique. I'm very curious, when will Xiao Fan suddenly die?"
"Who knows? However, judging from his performance at the Most Immortal Lake, it shouldn't be too far away. That's because the greater the power of the forbidden art, the closer one is to the gates of hell! "
"If the heavens want to destroy them, they must first go mad!"
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Zhao Congyang's voice was very loud. Many people among the various forces heard Zhao Congyang's words. Immediately, many people became interested. Then, they began to talk about Xiao Fan.
"Hehehe, is that so?" Although he didn't want to pay attention to Zhao Congyang and didn't want to say anything else, there were too many people who were mocking Xiao Fan. Being pointed at by everyone, Prince Xing Long couldn't help but feel angry. Then, he retorted to everyone, "You guys didn't see what happened at the Most Immortal Lake with your own eyes. Therefore, you guys didn't personally understand how terrifying Xiao Fan is. You guys only know how to speak without thinking and maliciously hurt others!"
"So what if Xiao Fan is cultivating a taboo technique? He didn't steal or rob. His strength was obtained through his fair and square cultivation. What's there to look down on? "
"What's the point of speaking ill of others behind their backs?"
"To put it bluntly, if you guys were in front of the Most Immortal Lake that day, you would also be beaten to the point of kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to admit your mistakes!"
"He's just a person who's about to die. As for a dead person, heh, we won't even challenge him. We'll just quietly watch him walk towards his own death!" Zhao Congyang looked at the angry Prince Xing Long and said with a cold smile.
"Ha, Prince Xing Long is angry!"
"That's nonsense. Being exposed in front of everyone, I'd be angry too. Haha!"
"Laozu's last disciple is a coward. Heh!"
Instantly, more people roared with laughter.
"You guys …!" After all, one person couldn't win against the crowd. Prince Xing Long was so angry that his face turned red. His chest rose and fell violently, and he couldn't say a single word.
"Enough, Xing Long, shut up!" After Prince Xing Long was mocked by everyone, Wu Yu naturally couldn't hold it in. Therefore, at this moment, Wu Yu's face was ashen. Suddenly, he turned around from the front of the crowd and shouted at Prince Xing Long angrily.
"Third Senior Brother, I didn't …!" Looking at Wu Yu, Prince Xing Long smiled bitterly and said. However, before he could finish, he was rudely interrupted by Wu Yu again.
"Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough? Go back, you don't have to go to the ruins this time! "Wu Yu shouted sternly.
"Third Senior Brother, I …!" Prince Xing Long was tongue-tied and couldn't say a word.
"I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore. I'm warning you, if you dare to take half a step into the ruins, I'll definitely teach you a lesson on behalf of Master. Now, scram!" Wu Yu glared fiercely at Prince Xing Long and shouted angrily. Then, he simply turned around and didn't want to look at Prince Xing Long again. He went back to the front of the crowd and met up with Zu Luo, Lady Ning Shuang, Shen Tu Ye, and Ning Yue.
"Xing Long, heh. You should just stay here obediently. What a pitiful … trash!" Zhao Congyang looked at Prince Xing Long and shook his head with a sneer. Then, he didn't give Prince Xing Long a chance to retort. He shook the reins in his hands and urged the Demonic Beast to follow the crowd.
"Goodbye, Xing Long!"
"How pitiful, haha!"
"Just wait here obediently, haha!"
People kept laughing at Prince Xing Long. Their tone was filled with unconcealable mockery and schadenfreude.
Hearing the mockery from the crowd, Prince Xing Long stayed where he was. He bit his lips and clenched his fists tightly. His fingernails were deeply embedded in his palms. He stood there stiffly and didn't move at all!
The crowd slowly moved forward and gradually entered the ruins of the Bi Xing Sect. They slowly walked towards the entrance that Xiao Fan, Mu Han, and the others had entered first.
"Young Master, next we …!" The dozen guards behind Prince Xing Long moved forward slightly and whispered to Prince Xing Long.
"Wait for Second Senior Brother. Then, I'll go in with him!" Prince Xing Long took a deep breath and said forcefully.
"Yes!" The guards nodded at once, and then they dispersed one after another. Some of them were on guard for the time being, while some of them were resting, quietly waiting for Second Senior Brother's arrival.
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