Chapter 1973 Who Doesn't Give Face

A beam of light suddenly appeared in everyone's line of sight.

This made people feel extremely abrupt, and everyone was not used to it. It was as if that Liu Guang was so domineering, forcibly squeezed into his line of sight.

"Huh? Little ancestor, what are you doing? How did you get such a weak body? Are you using a trumpet?" Yang Tao put away his movements and showed his figure.

The little boy Yang Tao was no stranger at all, he had met him back then at Mao's house, but this time, unexpectedly, he was the one who was yelling.

No wonder, at the beginning, it felt familiar and strange at the same time.

"Huh? Why does your soul power fluctuate so much?" Turning around, Yang Tao immediately came to Mao Xiaoqing's side, stretched out his hand, and pressed Mao Xiaoqing's head directly.

"What are you doing?!"

Mao Xiaoqing was happy in his heart, but his mouth was full of disgust.

"You just burned your soul power?"

Mao Xiaoqing just pretended not to stop Yang Tao. In an instant, Yang Tao checked the opponent's state. After frowning slightly, he waved his hand, and a soul power appeared in his hand.

"Well, take what you need."

That is the soul power of Mr. Sword Madness. It was consumed when he was searching for cause and effect. At this moment, Yang Tao took it out, refined it again, and poured it into Mao Xiaoqing's body.

"Yang Tao, you bastard, what do you want?"

"Anyway, I'm also a sword mad master, how can you treat me like this. Peat, stop it." The sword mad master shouted, this Yang Tao is too wicked.

Originally, I thought that this bastard kept his soul power just to find his own body, and he belonged to the same faction anyway, and he had a relationship, so it wouldn't be too much.

But now it seems that this kid is a complete bastard for doing such a thing, Nima, it would be better to let the power of his soul dissipate directly.

"What?!"

"Master Sword Maniac?!"

Hearing this voice and these words, Mao Xiaoqing was dumbfounded.

The members of Haotian School were also dumbfounded.

Even all the vampires over there were stunned.

This voice, this aura, is really a sword maniac.

In the Western Regions, the name of Mr. Sword Madness is very resounding. But now, what did they see? Yang Tao is actually refining the soul power of Mr. Sword Madness?

Nima, this is too shocking.

"Why are you arguing, you are so powerful, it's just a little bit of soul power, do you want to care about it like this. Hmph, our business is not over yet."

Yang Tao spoke disdainfully, his face full of contempt.

This attitude made everyone stunned again.

"That... scoundrel, this is not good..."

Mao Xiaoqing said so on the lips, but in his heart he was excited and didn't want to. The forehead of Mr. Sword Madness was directly absorbed by him as a nutrient, which is really exciting.

"What's wrong, don't embarrass this kid. If you embarrass him, he will think he is someone. Huh!" Yang Tao's disdainful words made the people around him feel like they were struck by lightning again.

If it was normal, everyone would scoff when they heard someone say something like this.

What kind of character is Mr. Sword Maniac, did you ridicule him like a kid?

But now, the opponent's soul power is in his hands, which makes everyone feel that their three views have been destroyed.

"Yang Tao?!"

The members of the Haotian School took a deep breath of cold air, and there was surprise in their tone.

It shouldn't be, isn't Yang Tao on the top? Could it be that this guy didn't go to the top, but came here directly?

"Cut~"

Yang Tao didn't even raise his head, and uttered a word in disdain.

After a few breaths, Mao Xiaoqing's soul power was replenished. As for the soul power of Young Master Swordsman, there is only a little bit left.

"Yang Tao, you..."

"Shut up, I will find you soon." Yang Tao didn't give the other party a chance to speak, waved his hand, and put away the soul power again.

"Who didn't give me face just now?"

Yang Tao blinked at the little ancestor on the side, and said with a smile.

"Hmph, Yang Tao, Shirley of our family has a relationship with you." Ryan said nonchalantly. Although the soul power of Master Sword Maniac shocked him just now, he would not just shrink back like this.

"I can give you a face, take the people from Maoshan and leave here. I can pretend that nothing happened!"

"That's right." Sith also said lightly on the side:

"Don't forget, you are only out of your body at the later stage of cultivation, we blood races have always valued friendship."

Hearing this, Mao Xiaoqing almost retched.

"otherwise……"

The little boy smiled bitterly, it seems that the good fortune of today's palace has nothing to do with him. To be persecuted by a few juniors like this is really disheartening.

"Nonsence."

Before the little ancestor could speak, Yang Tao directly turned back.

"I would like to thank you for my feelings. It was you two little bats who made the shot just now. Knowing that this is the person I am covering, dare to do it? Hmph."

At this moment, Yang Tao still placed his hand on Mao Xiaoqing's head, the power of soul did not continue, but the power of life was continuously transpiring and integrated into Mao Xiaoqing's body.

Seeing this situation, everyone's heart trembled.

That is the power of life, how can this bastard be such a prodigal, how can he give the power of life to others like this, doesn't he himself know how much this process will consume.

"I'm fine, you..."

Mao Xiaoqing wanted to interrupt Yang Tao, but was speechless by Yang Tao's laughing words: "It's just a loss of life force, don't worry, I won't suffer, there are so many people here, the big deal will be done later. They get some back there."

These words are too overbearing.

"Huh? Where did you come from?" Yang Tao's golden eyes were shining, and he looked towards the mist on one side. Even if that person had a mid-stage distraction cultivation, Yang Tao could still see through him at this moment.

"Zombie? No, you seem to be a zombie. Forget it, I will trouble these little bats first."

Yang Tao really didn't pay much attention to the two blood races who were distracted at the early stage.

"Hey, scoundrel, they are all masters at the level of combat power on the fairy seed list, you..."

"I know." Yang Tao interrupted the other party again, which made Mao Xiaoqing's face turn cold.

"Asshole, can't you let me finish?"

"En." Yang Tao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded seriously.

"I mean, even if you can't kill them, it won't make them feel better. At least, if you rob them, they must have something good on them."

"..." Yang Tao was slightly taken aback when he heard these words. The tone of this girl has not changed. I thought it was about me. After a long time, this girl has always been about the good things on the other side...