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C333 I Don't Even Want My Face Anymore



C333 I Don't Even Want My Face Anymore

Everyone on the tall platform turned their heads to look at the man who was shouting on the square. The man's body trembled. Feeling an inexplicable pressure, his chest seemed to be under the pressure of a heavy stone. His feet sank slightly into the ground, and two sunken footprints appeared on the ground.    

    

The surrounding people also noticed the abnormality of the man. When they saw that the man's feet were sinking deeper and deeper, their expressions immediately changed. This was an early Xiantian expert. In the end, he was pressured by an invisible aura to the point of being unable to move, and his feet sank into the ground.    

    

Disdain flashed across Zhang He's eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. He said coldly, "A mere mortal ant of the Xiantian Cultivation dares to speak nonsense about my decision. You really don't know the difference between life and death. My words are the iron law here. If I say I want to leave, who dares to stop me? "    

    

Zhang He's eyes shot out a cold light. His eyes swept across the thousands of people on the square in the center of the Black Tortoise Imperial City. A tremendous invisible pressure enveloped everyone's heart. Everyone took a few steps back, and their faces became extremely ugly.    

    

Ding Hao frowned. This Qi was far stronger than when he faced Zhao Qian. It was definitely a powerhouse at the first transition of the Great Yin and above.    

    

When the young man behind Zhang He saw the embarrassed looks of those people in the square, the corner of his mouth formed an arc. His eyes were filled with disdain as he said with a cold smile, "A bunch of ordinary ants dares to oppose my master's opinion. What a joke."    

    

The expressions of Mu Feng, Mu Chanxiang and the others changed slightly. As members of the royal family, they should have the dominant position here. They did not expect that Zhang He would be so rude and rude in front of everyone. It seemed like they were all going to do as he said.    

    

"Chanxiang, when you enter the Greenwood Sect in the future, find an opportunity to become a disciple of a stronger cultivator. Zhang He must not be overestimated." Mu Feng said to Mu Chanxiang via voice transmission.    

    

"Daughter understands." Mu Chanxiang replied.    

    

"Huh? This kid is interesting. He didn't seem to be affected by my pressure. He has reached the intermediate Xiantian realm at such a young age. It seems like there are still one or two geniuses in the Eagle Kingdom." Zhang He's eyes lit up as he said in a flat tone.    

    

Zhang He retracted his Qi into his body. The pressure from the outside world had completely dissipated. Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, as if they still had lingering fears about what had just happened.    

    

As for the man who had just spoken, he had already sunk his calf into the ground. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only quietly stick his leg into the ground and wait for Zhang He and the others to leave before asking someone to help him get out of the ground.    

    

Zhang He's right foot lightly touched the ground, and his body rushed towards Ding Hao like a ferocious cheetah. He looked at Ding Hao recklessly, and his eyes revealed a proud look. He said indifferently, "Your talent in cultivation is not bad. If you join the Greenwood Sect and become my disciple... I will definitely make you stand out in the Greenwood Sect. Today, follow me to the Greenwood Sect. Are you willing? "    

    

In Zhang He's heart, he was incomparably confident that this young man would definitely follow him to the Greenwood Sect. After all, everyone who came here only had one purpose, and that was to cultivate in the Greenwood Sect. As for him, he was the one who knocked on the door. This young man would definitely agree to his request.    

    

After Ding Hao heard Zhang He's words, his face didn't reveal any excitement. Instead, he quietly looked at Zhang He without saying a word.    

    

At this moment, the two young men who came with Zhang He also caught up. One of the young men looked at Ding Hao unhappily. There was jealousy hidden deep in his eyes. He was only a Peak of Innate Stage at the age of twenty-six. This young man in front of him seemed to be much younger than him. If he joined Zhang He's sect... In that case, he would have to be respectful to ___ in the future.    

    

"Master asked you a question, why didn't you answer? Are you an idiot?" The young man said coldly.    

    

Zhang He was a little unhappy when he saw Ding Hao's silence. He had personally invited Ding Hao, but this young man didn't know how to appreciate his kindness. He didn't even give Zhang He face.    

    

"Who are you calling a fool?" Ding Hao's expression changed, and he said in a cold voice.    

    

"Aren't you talking nonsense? A fool is talking about you." The young man shouted out loudly.    

    

Ding Hao looked at the young man in front of him with eyes full of disdain. He couldn't help but roll his eyes. The corner of his mouth drew an arc as he said indifferently, "Do you really think you are a fool in front of so many people? Sure enough, all the people of Greenwood Sect know their own limitations. How dare you look at me directly in front of my face? This boldness is not something that an ant like me can compare with. "    

    

When the surrounding people heard this, they couldn't help but reveal a smile on their faces. Initially, they were unhappy with the overbearing and unreasonable behavior of this group of people from Greenwood Sect, but they also liked to see them make a fool of themselves.    

    

The young man knew that Ding Hao was deliberately humiliating him, and his expression became extremely ugly. He urged the Flying Sword to float in front of him, then he stepped forward, held the sword hilt with his right hand, and thrust it at Ding Hao.    

    

"Damn it! Go to hell!" That young man's expression was cold as he coldly shouted.    

    

Zhang He saw that he did not stop this scene. There was a killing intent hidden deep within his eyes. He thought in his heart, "Since you are so insensible and I, Zhang He, am unable to obtain it, then you can forget about living in this world."    

    

"Be careful!" Mu Chanxiang, who was on the high platform, saw Ding Hao in danger and shouted loudly.    

    

Mu Feng's facial expression changed dramatically. He thought that Zhang He would stop that young man from attacking. He didn't expect that ___ would tacitly agree to this. His expression was filled with anger. This was equivalent to not giving him any face. Who could tolerate this? Even if this was caused by the Greenwood Sect, it would still make sense.    

    

Just as Mu Feng was about to stop the young man, his expression suddenly changed. His eyes were fixed on one of the people in the crowd. His body paused on the spot, and he couldn't help but laugh. "With him here, it's still my turn to attack."    

    

Ding Hao raised his eyebrows, and his facial expression gradually became serious. He saw that the young man was about to stab him with his sword.    

    

The Storage Ring in Ding Hao's hand emitted a bright light and a Talisman appeared in his hand. It was a level five fireball Talisman!    

    

Ding Hao urged the Genuine Qi to pour into the Talisman. A raging flame rushed out of the Talisman. It turned into a raging fire dragon and rushed toward the young man. Wherever the flame went, * Hong Long...... *    

    

The young man's face changed. He immediately stopped and prepared to retreat, but he didn't have time to escape.    

    

"Wu Hao, retreat!" Zhang He's facial expression changed drastically as he shouted.    

    

Boom!    

    

The fire dragon let out a roar, and the flames wrapped around Wu Hao's body. A miserable scream could be heard. After the flames dissipated, Zhang He dashed to Wu Hao's side and helped him up, who was unconscious. After checking his injuries, Zhang He's face turned ashen.    

    

The Fifth Grade Fireball Technique, Talisman, was equivalent to a full-strength attack from a Half Step Celestial Yin Stage. Although Wu Hao's Cultivation was at the Peak of Innate Stage, it was still a powerful attack. Facing such an attack wouldn't cause him to lose consciousness and lose his ability to fight. In the end, it was Wu Hao who had underestimated his opponent. Who would have thought that a secular cultivator would have a high-ranked Talisman in his hand?    

    

"You have the guts to hurt my disciple!" Zhang He stared at Ding Hao and shouted coldly.    

    

After handing Wu Hao to another female disciple, Zhang He stood up and looked at Ding Hao coldly.    

    

"What a joke. He was full of killing intent towards me just now. I was merely defending myself. You still have the face to ask me to hurt him? It seems like you don't even want your face anymore. Shame on you." Ding Hao said disdainfully.    

    

The content came from [Migu Reading].    

    


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