Xiahou Weiyang glanced at him indifferently and ignored his words as if he didn't see him.
The white-haired old man's face darkened. He stared at Xiahou Weiyang coldly, and a playful look flashed across his face.
Before he could speak, a middle-aged man beside him sneered and said proudly, "What Country Guarding Martial Marquis? When he encounters something he can't handle, he still needs us to help him."
"Sigh, you can't say it like that. Although he is slightly weaker, he is still the founding hero of the country. It is enough for him to enjoy the admiration of the people for his contributions in history. How can he do it himself?"
Someone winked and said sarcastically.
"We have no choice. We are just busy, unlike him who has a good time."
"Hush! What are you talking about? Be careful. If you really annoy Country Guarding Martial Marquis, he will make things difficult for you. "
"Hey, it's impossible. He is Country Guarding Martial Marquis and a Peerless Nation Scholar. How can he care about us?"
"In the Changjiang River, the new generation excels the old one, and the old one … Haha."
…
A group of people from the Arsenal spoke one after another, sneering at Xiahou Weiyang, and did not hide the jealousy in their eyes.
Even though Xiahou Weiyang had excellent self-control skills, he was so angry that the blue veins on his forehead bulged and his face turned red. He clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles turned slightly white because of the force.
When the white-haired old man saw that Xiahou Weiyang was so angry, his eyes flashed with a complacent smile as if his plan had succeeded.
He hoped that Xiahou Weiyang couldn't help but take action, so that he could teach this Country Guarding Martial Marquis a good lesson.
If he could trample on Wu Hou, who was like a belief, not only could he wash away the shame of the past, but he could also severely damage the prestige of the National Warrior's Mansion and spread the fame of the Arsenal.
Maybe at that time, the Arsenal could replace the National Warrior's Mansion and become the belief of Shenzhou Country.
"Shut up!"
Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly and stared coldly at these guys who were intoxicated with success. His anger suddenly rose in his heart, and he shouted angrily.
Although he didn't know why the people in the arsenal didn't get along with Xiahou Weiyang, he knew that the people in the National Warrior's Mansion were people who really cared about their country and the world. They had dedicated their whole lives to the country. They deserved the title of the Unparalleled National Warrior and would never allow anyone to tarnish or insult them.
Xiahou Weiyang's strength was not enough to intimidate them, and he would only be humiliating himself if he made a move. He had to consider the overall situation, so he had no choice but to endure it. However, he would not allow them to do as they pleased.
In this world, there were not many people who could make him respect sincerely, but the three elders of the National Warrior's Mansion were definitely among them. He would never allow anyone to trample on the dignity of the National Warrior's Mansion.
The scene instantly fell into a dead silence. The dozens of powerhouses in the arsenal all focused their gazes on him, with shock, astonishment, and confusion in their eyes.
They were powerhouses from the arsenal, and even the weakest among them was a demigod. Even the country had to be polite to them and would only ask for their help after agreeing to their conditions.
Didn't he see that Xiahou Weiyang, the Martial Marquis of the Country, had to swallow his anger in the face of their ridicule? Did this kid eat a bear's heart and leopard's gall? He actually dared to tell them to shut up.
"Kid, who are you? Do you have the right to speak here?"
The white-haired old man shouted with a gloomy face.
"Kid, do you know who we are? How dare you talk to us like this? The ignorant are really fearless. "
The middle-aged man standing beside the white-haired old man said sinisterly. If it weren't for the fact that they were in public and that they had to abide by the rule that martial artists couldn't attack ordinary people, he would have slapped this arrogant brat into a pile of mud long ago.
"Where are your parents? Hurry up and call your parents here. Kneel down and kowtow to apologize, and maybe we will forgive you. "
"Kneel down!
Little bastard who doesn't know how to respect his seniors is really courting death. "
"Fuck, it seems that my arsenal is still too low-key. I don't know where this little bastard came from, but he also dares to yell at us."
"Kid, hurry up and kneel down and apologize. Maybe we will consider not to implicate your family. Otherwise, we will kill nine generations of your family."
…
A group of powerhouses from the arsenal looked unkind and clamored one after another.
"Kill nine generations of my family? I dare you to say that again. "
Ding Ning's eyes sharpened as he stared at the thick-lipped middle-aged man who clamored the loudest. His eyes flashed with undisguised killing intent.
The thick-lipped middle-aged man shuddered. He felt as if he was being stared at by a terrifying monster that was about to devour him. His whole body shivered, and his lips moved for a long time, unable to speak. His eyes flashed with fear.
He had only felt this kind of terrible momentum from the strongest powerhouses in the arsenal, which made him tremble from the bottom of his soul.
"Hu Daniu, don't tell me you've been frightened by this brat? Why don't you even dare to fart? "
A gray-haired middle-aged man next to him did not know what was wrong with Hu Daniu and mocked him.
"Haha!"
Everyone immediately roared with laughter and looked at Hu Daniu mockingly. They did not think that Hu Daniu was scared, but only thought that he was angry.
Hu Daniu was also a person who cared about his reputation. Although he realized that Ding Ning might not be as simple as he looked, when he thought that this was the first time the arsenal came out to carry out a mission and he had so many companions with him, no matter how powerful this bearded man was, could he resist so many people joining forces?
Thinking of this, he suddenly became courageous and shouted angrily, "Little bastard, I will kill nine generations of your family. Can you …"
Puff!
Before he finished speaking, Hu Daniu saw a flash of colorful light in front of him, and he suddenly felt a pain in his neck. He saw a headless body spurting out blood and falling to the ground with a thud.
Oh, this headless body looked so familiar. It seemed to be his body. Before he could figure out what was going on, he blacked out and completely lost consciousness.
The scene fell into a deathly silence once again.
Everyone's eyes widened and watched in disbelief as Hu Daniu's body was separated from his body. A head flew into the air and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground. It happened to stop rolling face up. A pair of widened eyes were still filled with confusion, and it seemed that he could not understand what was going on.
The white-haired old man's eyes shrank sharply and stared at Ding Ning. His face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he said coldly, "I didn't expect that I had misjudged you. You really have a good skill."
"If the arsenal is full of people like you who only know how to talk, then you don't have to go to die. Just get out of here."
Ding Ning said coldly with his hands behind his back, expressionless.
He did not have a good impression of the arsenal because of his relationship with the old ancestor of the Wu Family. Moreover, Xiahou Weiyang had told him the origin of the arsenal in detail before. These people lived and drank from the country and enjoyed the best resources provided by the country. But when the country needed them, they would only agree to help with all kinds of conditions. This made him even more displeased with these ungrateful people in the arsenal.
After all, the arsenal was the foundation of the Shenzhou Country. If they did not provoke him, he would not bother to make trouble for them.
However, these people in the arsenal not only targeted Xiahou Weiyang as soon as they arrived, but also planned to trample on the dignity of the National Warrior's Mansion. They also dared to threaten to kill his entire family, which completely offended his power. Naturally, he would not show any mercy when he killed them.
If these people were sensible, it would be fine. But if they were not, he did not mind killing them and teaching these ungrateful people how to behave.
Xiahou Weiyang's eyes flashed with worry. Although he was moved, he knew that Ding Ning was standing up for him.
After all, the arsenal was sent by the country to deal with things. It was not a good thing for Ding Ning to have a conflict with the arsenal before the foreign enemies were eliminated.
When he was about to step forward to be a peacemaker because the conflict continued to intensify, he was stopped by Ye Qingxuan, who shook his head slightly at him.
This stunned Xiahou Weiyang, and then he realized that Ye Qingxuan had been controlling the Formation Key. Now that he appeared beside him, it was obvious that he had given up controlling the formation, which meant that the mist would soon dissipate. The people in the Divine Hall were about to escape, and the arsenal had no time to make trouble for Ding Ning for the time being.
"How dare you …"
Although the white-haired old man was shocked by Ding Ning's strange means, and even he did not see how Hu Daniu was killed, being scolded by Ding Ning in public made him lose face. He roared angrily and was about to teach Ding Ning a lesson when a strong pressure suddenly came from behind him, causing him to be shocked and turn his head to look in shock.
The fog that filled the sky had disappeared without them noticing, and a group of powerhouses that exuded terrifying pressure had gathered together, looking at them as if they were dead men.
The white-haired old man's muscles tightened, and his old eyes flashed with unprecedented seriousness.
Before, he did not take the people in the Divine Hall seriously in front of the Dragon King because he thought that there could not be so many Demigod strong people in the world except for the arsenal. He thought that the Dragon King was exaggerating, so he was arrogant.
But at this moment, when he really faced the people in the Divine Hall, he knew that he was wrong. The Dragon King was not exaggerating at all. These people were not very strong, but ridiculously strong.
Especially the two leading people, even he felt that he could not see through them, which made him regretful. If he had known that the enemy was so strong, he would not have rushed to ask for this job.
"Kill!"
God One's face was ugly, and his eyes flashed coldly. He waved his hand and ordered without hesitation.
He wanted to kill everyone and then make a great contribution alone, but he did not expect to be trapped by the maze, and let more than half of those damn ants escape. The strategy of killing people to keep them quiet was definitely not going to work.
So, when the mist finally dissipated and he saw the white-haired old man and the other Demigod strong people, he subconsciously thought that they were behind it. He had nowhere to vent his anger, so he was not even in the mood to say a few words, so he directly gave the order.
"Kill!"
The people in the Divine Hall all looked gloomy. Hearing the order, they shouted angrily without hesitation, and aggressively rushed toward the people in the arsenal.
Seeing that the two strongest people, God One and Thunder One, did not move, the white-haired old man immediately felt a little relieved. He did not care about getting even with Ding Ning, and shouted angrily, "Fight them to the death."
The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched, and he secretly cursed, "Damn, are you here to be funny? They are so aggressive when they shout to kill, and you just say to fight them to the death. They have not even started fighting, and you are already showing weakness. "
However, he did not have a good impression of the arsenal, so of course, he would not care about their life or death. Not only did he not attack with the people in the arsenal, but he also pulled Xiahou Weiyang and Ye Qingxuan back quickly to avoid them being affected by the aftermath of the battle.
As for An Xi and Dragon One, he did not need to care about them at all. These two girls both had the combat capability of a peerless Demigod. If anyone dared to provoke them, they could only pray for good luck.
Looking at the destructive power of a group of Demigods fighting, Xiahou Weiyang's eyes flashed with sadness. Although the words of the people in the arsenal were unpleasant to hear, they had hit his biggest weakness.
He had thought that after breaking through to the Saint Martial Arts Realm, the title of Country Guardian Martial Marquis would be well-deserved, but in front of this group of Demigod strong people, he was deeply affected.
As a Martial Marquis, he was as weak as a baby. Even the aftermath of the battle could crush him into pieces, and he would die without a burial, let alone go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.
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