Chapter 700: The Fierce Kratos

"Alas, people from the Hunyuan Sect and the Immortal Mansion are just disrespectful to the king, but even people with red heads are so disrespectful... It's really chilling!"

"Who says it's not the case? If there was no king back then, where would the Chixiao Sect be? Without the Chixiao Sect, where would the deficit head be?"

"Don't say there is no deficit. If there were no kings to overthrow the Immortal Dynasty back then, the world's resources would still be monopolized by the Immortal Dynasty... We people would probably still be hanging on like ants."

"This Chiyu (shēn) is one of the Nine Dragons at the helm of Changhong, and he is also the grandson of the old Chixiao man. He actually uttered wild words about how the reputation of Deficit Head was created by people like them. It is really ridiculous. If Deficit Head hadn't been Despite his reputation as a king, he was destroyed by the Immortal Dynasty long ago..."

Faced with Akabane's arrogant remarks, many people in the venue were very unhappy. However, due to his strong strength and red-headed background, others, no matter how unhappy they were, did not dare to say anything to his face, and could only whisper indignantly.

"Today's young people are really becoming more and more ignorant. They think that with a little bit of qualifications and a little bit of luck, they can ignore anyone. It's really ridiculous and sad!"

It seemed that even the honest old man Liu couldn't bear it anymore. He shook his head and sighed: "Back then, the king used his mortal qualifications to fight with his bare hands from the northwest to the land of China. The fight made nine days angry. After nine lives and nine deaths, he aspired to be the immortal. The Demon Wushuang Throne, until the Immortal Dynasty is overthrown, is beyond what young people like them can compare with..."

"That's right. If the king is really reincarnated, I wonder if he will be angry to death after hearing these words..."

The existence of King Chixiao is an idol worshiped by many people with ordinary talents, and Fatty Li is no exception. He has always regarded King Chixiao as his goal and the idol of his life. Now when he heard that Chiyu was so disrespectful to the king, Fatty Li also blushed and said angrily: "This Akabane is so annoying. He has forgotten his ancestors and abandoned his clan. I am weak in cultivation and cannot beat him. Otherwise, I really want to slap him!"

On the high platform, when the disciples of Five Color Mountain heard Chiyu's rebellious remarks, they all stopped busy and stared at him angrily. Even Qingxi, who had always been gentle and pleasant, was a little intolerable and looked at her coldly, looking at her with lust. ) was talking, Liu Qingyan, who was sitting next to her on a chair while tuning the guqin and drinking, chuckled and said coldly: "I really don't know how high the world is!"

"oh?"

Akabane disagreed, but still said with a smile: "Qingyan Taoist Master, I would like to ask you for advice today. How high is the sky and how thick is the earth?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of thunder suddenly exploded in the sky!

"You bastard! I'm here to tell you how high and thick the sky is!"

The sound is like thunder,

Mixed with anger like a dragon and an elephant.

There was a whoosh, and a figure flashed over in an instant. Before anyone could see who it was, the person slapped Akabane hard on the face.

It's too fast.

It was so fast that even Akabane didn't react. He was slapped on the spot and spurted blood from his mouth and nose. He flew out and fell to the ground. He stood up immediately, with brilliance flashing around him. Nine-nine-eight. The power of Eleven Yan's soul exploded. He stared angrily, wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and was about to take revenge. However, when he saw the person clearly, he was so frightened that he froze in place.

This scene happened so suddenly that everyone had no idea what was going on. When they looked over intently, they discovered that a man had appeared on the high platform at some point. He was a middle-aged man with a heavy back and an angry look on his face. He was shēn ) was wearing a gray robe, with a murderous face and a long and narrow scar on his right cheek. When they saw this man and the scar, many people in the venue immediately understood why Akabane did not dare to fight back.

Because the person who came here was none other than the old Chixiao man who was in charge of the Changhong branch, Heikui Taoist, known as Dao Scarkui, also known as Kui Ye. When he was in the Black Ming Banner of the Chixiao Sect, everyone was everywhere. A lunatic who knew that fighting would cost his life, he was one of the eight crazy ghosts under Master Heishui back then. Although he was only from Chixiao, his (shēn) status was very high in the Black Ming Banner of Chixiao Sect, even Akabane's grandfather had to call him "Kui Ye" when he saw Black Quina.

No one thought that the famous Mr. Kui would suddenly appear at the Five Colors Flower Club. Obviously, Akabane and other disciples of the Changhong Branch did not expect that when they saw Hei Kui, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale and green, like It seems that he is extremely afraid of Hei Kui, no! It was a kind of fear, a feeling of fear from the bottom of my heart.

Yes.

Frightened.

They all know what Hei Kui's temper is, and they all know what a cruel and violent person He Kui is. They have had a shadow of Hei Kui since he was a child, whether it is the Flying Eagle, one of the eighteen elephants, or the Nine Dragons. Akabane is like this. It is no exaggeration to say that they are not afraid of the three old Xiang Masters or even the old flag masters in Changhong, but they are not afraid of Hei Kui alone.

"You little bastard! I've rebelled against you! How dare you even disrespect the king?"

As he spoke, Heikui went over and slapped Akabane hard on the face again.

"What do you mean, the Scarlet Xiao Sect is the Scarlet Xiao Sect, and the Deficit Head is the Deficit Head?"

Snapped!

Another slap!

"The Scarlet Heaven Sect was founded by the king, but Deficit Head was not?"

Snapped!

Another slap!

"The prestige of the deficit head in today's and ancient times was not created by the king, but by you yourself?"

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

After three consecutive slaps, Hei Kui raised his big hand again and cursed angrily: "Fuck you, uncle, how can you, a bastard, say such a thing about abandoning your family and forgetting your ancestors?"

With such a slap, Akabane was knocked to the ground again.

"If there is no king, let alone you bastard, even your biological father, your grandfather is still squatting in the nook and corner digging for spiritual stones!"

Seeing Akabane stand up again, Hei Kui slapped him again: "Uncle ****! You think it's great that the soul takes a human form? Do you think that having a colorful spirit of nature can compare with the king? Are you still trying to compete with the emperor? Comparing yourself to a king? When the king was as old as you, he killed a bunch of immortals. How the hell can you compare with the king? Do you have this ability?"

Hei Kui slapped Akabane to the ground again and shouted: "If you weren't a fucking bastard with a deficit on your head, you would have been slaughtered a long time ago based on your character! "

Hei Kui just slapped Akabane hard, but Akabane gritted his teeth, stared at him, clenched his fists, but did not dare to fight back no matter what.

"What? You don't accept it?"

Akabane was indeed dissatisfied.

But I only dare to be dissatisfied in my heart.

I dare not say it out loud.

Hei Kui was accompanied by many people from the Changhong branch, all elders of the Changhong branch. When they saw this scene, they hurriedly came to persuade him.

"Little bastard, for the sake of your grandfather, I will let you go for now. If I hear you being disrespectful to the king again, I will chop you up in front of your father, grandfather and your whole family." dog!"