Chapter 1542 Suppressing All Talents 4

"What's going on? What happened? Why are you still fighting?"

"I don't know, who dares to make trouble in the place where the crown prince is hosting a banquet in Wuqing City? Isn't this looking for death?"

"It seems to be someone from the Shenguang Dynasty? Who is that young man holding the scepter?"

In the mansion of the Crown Prince of the Wuji Dynasty, Tian Qingguang and the young man were thrown directly into the Black Lotus Lake, splashing water all over their bodies, and the ferocious face made angry voices to attract the attention of the surrounding people.

Those who can come here today are at least the core disciples of the second-rate forces, Tianjiao disciples, and discuss with astonishment when seeing someone dare to make trouble here.

Wang Xian glanced at the two of them with disdain, and walked towards the side coldly.

"Stop, you dare to sneak attack our prince!"

The rest of the young women of the Shenguang Dynasty looked very embarrassed when they saw the two princes being thrown directly into the lake.

They immediately surrounded Wang Xian in the center, and said with a cold face.

"You bastard, you completely pissed me off!"

The young man beside Tian Qingguang leaped and flew out of the lake. The lake water on his body evaporated directly, and he stared at Wang Xian with an extremely cold face.

"Is this going to start a fight? Don't you want to give the Crown Prince of Wuqing City any face?"

"I still don't understand what's going on? Who is that young man? Why did they suddenly fight?"

The people around saw a young man surrounded by the Shenguang Dynasty, with curious expressions on their faces.

"Listening to their conversation just now, that young man seems to be some kind of Pastor Wang, who seems to have insulted the Son of Light, the Daughter of Light!"

"Pastor Wang? Is it the pastor Wang who treated people for free for a month? The pastor Wang who threw the Son of Light from the upstairs and said that the Son of Light and the Daughter of Light are rubbish?"

"No wonder the people of Shenguang Dynasty are so angry and dare to attack here. It turns out that guy once insulted Princess Wu Qingyan!"

"The relationship between Crown Prince Wuqingcheng and Princess Qingyan is very good. It seems that Pastor Wang confessed his love to a princess of the Bingxin Dynasty just now!"

The people who were in the vicinity just now explained the reason, which surprised the faces of all the young men and women around.

They have heard of the name of Pastor Wang, and he bluntly said that the Son of Light is rubbish, and they all know it.

What surprised them was that this Pastor Wang dared to attend today's banquet. Isn't this a self-inflicted humiliation?

"Well, confession?"

Standing aside, Bing Xin Dynasty Bing Jinghuan heard the discussions of the people around him, frowned slightly, and looked at Ling Jian'er at the side.

"Jian'er, is that guy coming to pester you again?"

He looked at Ling Jian'er at the side, and asked with a gloomy face.

"I let him go straight away!"

Ling Jian'er said lightly.

Bing Jinghuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Wang Xian with murderous intent in his eyes.

Ling Jian'er was already his default choice, a priest of Guangming dared to rob him, it was courting death!

"Pastor Wang, you insulted my brother, the son of light, and Princess Wu Qingyan, the daughter of light. If you don't have an explanation today, I won't let you get out of here!"

A bright long sword appeared in the hands of the young man from the Shenguang Dynasty, with a faint murderous look on his face, he stared at Wang Xian fiercely, and shouted in a cold voice.

"It's okay to insult me, but you insult Princess Wu Qingyan. Today, you don't want to get out of here safely!"

Tian Qingguang also came over, holding a staff in his hand.

Around them, a dozen youths from the Shenguang Dynasty exuded a faint aura, completely locking them in.

When everyone around saw their posture, they looked like they were watching a show.

"Just relying on you trash?"

Wang Xian disdainfully glanced at the surrounding Shenguang Dynasty people, the highest level of Dongxu second level, in his view, they are all trash.

"It's really arrogant, a little priest, I don't know how you have the courage and background to make you insult Princess Qingyan, and make you dare to pester my junior sister Bing Jinghuan!"

At this moment, Bing Jinghuan, who was standing aside, came out slowly, staring at Wang Xian with flickering eyes, and said solemnly.

"Huh? The Ninth Prince of Bingxin Dynasty has also come out!"

"This guy not only provoked the Shenguang Dynasty and the others, but also provoked the Bingxin Dynasty and the others!"

"What background does this Pastor Wang have that makes him dare to provoke two first-rate core disciples?"

"Junior sister pestering the Ninth Prince? This guy is going to die!"

Surrounded by disciples of various forces, seeing the Ninth Prince of Bing Xin Dynasty suddenly come out again, their faces showed surprise.

There are only eight first-class forces in the vast continent, and now they have directly provoked the most outstanding disciples of the two forces. This is simply courting death.

Seeing Bing Jinghuan walking over, Ling Jian'er frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Now that she is practicing Ruthless Sword, she is very weak in emotion.

Wang Xian glanced over the Ninth Prince who had stood up and stared at him, with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

He stood there indifferently, glanced at them all, and said indifferently: "What can I do?"

What can I do?

Facing the disciples of Shenguang Dynasty and Bingxin Dynasty indifferently, what can I do with a direct sentence?

This is simply too arrogant!

One sentence can do nothing to me, and the faces of Shenguang Dynasty, Qingguang and the others, Bing Jinghuan and the others suddenly darkened.

They didn't expect that under such circumstances, this guy would dare to be so arrogant.

"Destroy him!"

Bing Jinghuan glanced at the young man at the center of the Shenguang Dynasty, and said coldly.

"Prince, just leave it to us, you don't need to do anything!"

A group of young men and women surrounded by the Shenguang Dynasty said coldly.

"Tie him down, and the prince and prince Bing Jinghuan will punish him!"

A young man gave a cold drink, and a staff appeared in his hand.

Around, more than a dozen young men and women nodded, and they naturally didn't need their prince to deal with a bright priest.

The young prince of the Shenguang Dynasty stood there proudly and coldly, looking down.

Bing Jinghuan put his hands behind his back and looked at him coldly.

"Light entanglement!"

A young man raised the scepter in his hand and waved it. There were more than a dozen young people, the lowest one was the first rank, and one was the second rank.

The most important thing is that there is no priest of light among them, and their combat effectiveness is very strong.

"A bunch of trash!"

Wang Xian watched the rays of light winding towards him, and waved the staff of light in his hand.

The rays of light entangled towards him collapsed one by one, and then, under their astonished gazes, the rays of light condensed again.

The light entangled towards their bodies, but directly bound them all.

With a wave of Wang Xian's arm, more than a dozen young men and women bound by the light flew towards the rear in an instant.

"Bump, bump!"

"Puff!"

The powerful impact caused more than a dozen people to vomit blood instantly.

"What? Such a strong strength!"

Everyone around was slightly startled, and looked at Wang Xian with surprise.