Chapter 520

Weng haoxuan stood up in a rage, his eyes were cruel, and said coldly, "let them roll over!"

"This..." the servant hesitated for a moment, and his face was ugly.

"Don't go soon!" Weng haoxuan roared heavily, and his lungs were going to explode.

"Yes." the servant rolled his throat, promised and left sadly.

The whole banquet scene fell into a dead silence because of Weng haoxuan's towering anger, and no one dared to make any sound.

When the new prince takes office, someone dares to coerce the grand housekeeper of the prince's house to make trouble at the door. That person is like a bear in the heart and a leopard in the gall.

This time, the new prince will be completely angry.

The crowd looked frightened and thought to themselves that whoever came to make trouble would have bad luck this time.

"Prince, your highness!" just before Weng haoxuan sat down, the servant who had just run out went back again, and his face was even more flustered this time.

"Asshole! Why are you back again?" Weng haoxuan roared, and his eyes were almost killing.

Conferring the crown prince and entertaining dignitaries was the most beautiful moment in his life. However, the servant came to stir up the situation again and again to make him lose face in front of the public. How can he not be angry.

"Hum." the next moment, a cold laughter sounded, and then a figure stumbled in and directly threw a dog on the ground to eat the mud.

"Big housekeeper!" Weng haoxuan looked intently. The people on the ground were not others, but the big housekeeper of the prince's house.

But at this time, the housekeeper didn't look like a housekeeper. He was a lost dog, a street beggar, crawling on the ground, trembling and afraid to say anything.

Many people present recognized the housekeeper, and the shock in their hearts was written on their faces.

I didn't expect that someone really kidnapped the housekeeper and came to the prince's house to show off.

At this time, a figure walked in directly and stepped on the housekeeper. Ling Sheng shouted, "Weng haoxuan, you have a big breath. I'm rolling over now. What can you do with me?"

The housekeeper was trampled on the ground in front of everyone, which was simply trampling on Weng haoxuan's face!

The crowd saw clearly the face of the visitor, and his face was even more surprised. It was a teenager!

"Nie, Nie Tian!" Weng haoxuan saw clearly the face in front of him. His pupils suddenly shrunk. The shock and fear in his heart magnified infinitely through his eyes and said, "are you still alive?"

Yes, he was right. It was Nie Tian who suddenly appeared in front of him and disturbed his scenery.

Weng haoxuan never dreamed that Nie Tian was still alive.

He saw with his own eyes that Nie Tian and others were cut by the thorn armor scorpion. How can the latter survive?

No reason, no reason at all!

Although he didn't see Nie Tian's death with his own eyes, Weng haoxuan determined that Nie Tian had no vitality under that situation.

And the abyss of chaos has been closed for half a year. Even if Nie Tian survived at that time, how did he get out?

Weng haoxuan couldn't figure out everything.

"Nie Tian? Lord of Tianluo City Nie Tian? Isn't he dead?" at this time, the people reacted and looked at Nie Tian with even more consternation, as if they were seeing a ghost.

Nie Tian is also a big man in the 3000 small world. He failed to come out of the abyss of chaos six months ago. It was widely said that he died in the abyss of chaos at that time.

Who would have thought that the man who died for half a year suddenly appeared again.

"Your Highness, you really want me to die, don't you?" Nie Tian stared at Weng haoxuan. His breath was cold and cold, but he released his intention of killing without scruples.

Cold! Into the cold of the soul!

The unbridled killing was released, and everyone felt his body shivering with cold.

Weng haoxuan listened to Nie Tian's words. The prince didn't sound cool at all, but made him feel the killing intention enveloping his whole body.

"Lord Nie Tian, I......" Weng haoxuan finally reacted. His brain began to move. There was deep fear in his eyes. When he spoke, his whole body was shaking.

"What are you!" Nie Tian interrupted Weng haoxuan directly. He had already found the maids at the banquet and had recognized several people. At this time, his anger broke out completely. In his eyes, the killing was completed. Ling ran scolded: "scum like you deserve to be the prince!"

"Bang!" the rolling sound fell. Nie Tian suddenly exerted himself at his feet, and a dull noise suddenly broke out on the hall. The housekeeper at his feet was directly trampled into a piece of plasma and died miserably on the spot.

The cruel and bloody scene plunged the whole banquet into a dead silence.

Everyone's expression is condensed and their eyes are dull.

The grand steward of the prince's residence died like this? Died at the banquet of his Highness the prince!

Weng haoxuan's face was stiff, and he felt a bang in his head, which made him dizzy, shook his body, and almost fell.

The grand housekeeper of the prince's residence was trampled to death in front of him. His first reaction was not anger, but fear, despair and fear.

At this time, countless martial artists in black appeared, one by one, and they could only rush forward at the command of Weng haoxuan.

The strength of these warriors is not weak. They are all between Zhenyuan Yizhong and Zhenyuan Wuzhong. They are disciples kept by the prince's house.

The so-called thousand days of military training is used for a moment. This is the time when they prove their value to Weng haoxuan.

But what is strange is that Weng haoxuan was so frightened that his face was as pale as earth. He looked confused. He didn't look like a prince at all, let alone Nie Tian who ordered to kill.

"Prince of highness, this man is too arrogant. He dares to be unbridled in Prince Edward's house, and really finds death!" a voice suddenly rang out, and it was the fat man who played Li Jiaoer before.

"Die!" Nie Tian didn't even look at this man. He directly raised his hand and flew past with a sense of killing. A stream of blood was shot in the air, and the fat man fell directly on his head.

"Kill him!" at this time, I don't know who shouted, and dozens of martial artists in black suddenly soared and wanted to fight.

Nie Tian was not afraid of these people. He was shocked and a surging sword rose to the sky. With his current strength, he could defeat dozens of Zhenyuan warriors alone.

"Who dares to move?" just as Nie Tian was preparing to kill, a figure suddenly flashed behind him. It was Zhan Xiaoyi. A black token flashed in his hand and Ling Sheng stopped drinking.

"Battle cloud order!" the martial artists in black saw the token in Zhan Xiaoyi's hand and exclaimed one after another.

The others at the party were stunned and looked shocked.

Who the hell is this man? How can there be a battle cloud order in his hand?

"Zhan Xiaoyi!" others don't know Zhan Xiaoyi, but Weng haoxuan knows him and opens his mouth in surprise.

Zhan Xiaoyi sneered and said in a loud voice, "I'm the little leader of Zhanyun sect. Whoever dares to act rashly is the enemy of Zhanyun sect!"

The loud voice fell down, frightening everyone. A group of black warriors were frightened and subconsciously retreated one after another.

"Lord Nie Tian." when everyone retreated one after another, a figure took the initiative to stand up.

Nie Tian's eyes coagulated slightly and looked at the man. He was the master of Lingzhen, Yao Feike.