C495 Wasn't That Great
C495 Wasn't That Great
Zhan Tianming's eyes turned cold.
"Hmph!"
A deep humph was heard. The powerful deterrent force was exerted on Cen Qing's body, causing him to be stunned.
After that, both of Zhan Tianming's hands swiftly unleashed the Stamp.
"Absolute Seal, Sea Devour!"
Hualala...
Hualala...
The water vapor in the void was drawn out, forming a powerful whirlpool that sucked the terrifying energy from the jade slip in Cen Qing's hand.
In an instant, the terrifying energy was destroyed into nothingness.
Nine Dragon Claws!
Swoosh! Five fingers grabbed Cen Qing, lifting and smashing him.
Boom!
Cen Qing was smashed to the ground, and the granite floor shattered.
Crack, crack, crack...
Crack, crack...
The thick cracks spread out to two meters away like a spider web.
"Puff..."
Cen Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing his clothes red.
He was completely dumbfounded.
The jade slip just now was left for him by his father to save his life. That was the strike of the Tristar Martial Emperor, it was so powerful that it could instantly kill Nine-star Martial King. However, it was instantly broken by this young man in front of him. Who was this young man? How was it possible for Four-Star Martial King to break the attack of the Tristar Martial Emperor with his strength?
He couldn't figure it out, and his heart was filled with shock.
As for Zhan Tianming, he coldly looked at Cen Qing who was lying on the ground, completely dumbfounded.
"You want to kill me?"
"It's fine if you want to kill me, but what do you mean by that just now? With such a huge force, wouldn't it be bad if you hurt the little bug under my feet? "
He raised his foot and stomped down.
Bang!
"Puff..."
Cen Qing spurted out another mouthful of blood.
After seeing this scene, those young men who came with Cen Qing were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe.
Zhan Tianming ignored them and squatted down. He said to a green bug on the floor, "Hey, little guy, you didn't get scared, did you? If you're scared, tell me. I'll teach this bastard a lesson for you. He's just barking like a dog. How can he be compared to you? Is that right? "
" Pfft... "
Upon hearing Zhan Tianming's words, Cen Qing couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood.
Both of his eyes were filled with anger.
He had never encountered such humiliation before.
Now, he wished he could chop Zhan Tianming into eight pieces to vent the hatred in his heart.
"Hmm?"
Zhan Tianming shifted his gaze back to Cen Qing.
"What's wrong? Do you think your dog life is worth as much as this insect's life? F * ck, why don't you glare at me again? "
" F * ck! "
Zhan Tianming stood up and stomped on the ground.
Bang!
"Puff!"
Cen Qing almost spat out his internal organs. His eyes were bloodshot.
At this time, the manager of Wan Feng Trading Company walked out and cupped his fists at Zhan Tianming, saying, "Little brother, I'm the manager of Wan Feng Trading Company, Yang Guofei. Please let this matter go on account of me."
Zhan Tianming's eyes swept across the room.
The manager was nearly thirty years old, and he was wearing a white robe. His cultivation base was at the peak of Martial King.
However...
You can't just forget about it, can you?
That depends on whether Gao is happy or not.
"Get lost and stay at the side. I'll talk to you later."
Zhan Tianming rolled his eyes at Yang Guofei and continued to trample Cen Qing with his feet.
The other people in the crowd were dumbfounded once again.
"Who the hell is this guy? How dare he not give face to Shopkeeper Yang of Wan Feng Trading Company? And he even told Shopkeeper Yang to get lost?"
"Could it be that this kid is so arrogant that he doesn't even put the Wan Feng Trading Company in his eyes?"
"There are so many idiots in the world. Today, I have encountered another one."
"This guy is very strong. Unfortunately, his brain isn't very good. I don't think such a person will live long."
Many people were discussing in low voices. They looked at Zhan Tianming as if they were looking at an idiot.
The manager, Yang Guofei's face darkened slightly after hearing what Zhan Tianming said.
To a certain extent, his face represented the Wan Feng Trading Company. In the entire Lou Yue City, he was an existence with status and status. Even the patriarchs of the major families in the Lou Yue City wouldn't dare to not give him face. But now, he had been humiliated by a young man. If he didn't get it back, how was he going to stay in Lou Yue City in the future?
Just as Yang Guofei was about to attack, Zhan Tianming's eyes suddenly swept over.
The pressure that was equivalent to the Martial Emperor directly struck Yang Guofei's body.
The latter was startled.
"Martial... Martial Emperor pressure?"
He couldn't believe it. After all, no matter how he looked at it, Zhan Tianming was just Four-Star Martial King. Even if the True Qi was stronger than Martial Cultivator, it shouldn't be able to release Martial Emperor pressure, right?
While Yang Guofei was stunned, Zhan Tianming raised his hand slightly. A token representing a distinguished guest of Wan Feng Trading Company appeared in front of Yang Guofei.
Suddenly, Yang Guofei's pupils constricted.
"This is..."
The token was a purple-gold token that Zhan Tianming had obtained from Li Haobo.
After all, the pill formulas that Zhan Tianming provided had allowed Wan Feng Trading Company to occupy a large number of lower tier markets in Southern Region. Therefore, it wasn't strange for Wan Feng Trading Company to possess a token that represented the identity of a distinguished guest.
However, Yang Guofei was shocked in his heart.
A purple-gold token?
In the entire Southern Region, there were no more than ten tokens like this.
Such a person was the most distinguished guest of the Wan Feng Trading Company.
Not to mention him, even the manager of the Lou Xuan Branch would have to treat him with respect when he saw him.
Seeing that Yang Guofei had no intention of fighting, Zhan Tianming put away the token.
After that, he looked at Cen Qing who was standing at his feet.
"Does it feel good? Does it feel good?"
Finally, Zhan Tianming looked at Wang Zihanxuan, who had been humiliated by Cen Qing and the others. "Hey, what's your name again? Forget it, whatever. This guy found someone to break your father's waist. If you want, you can break his waist now. "
After saying that, Zhan Tianming kicked Cen Qing's body, sending him to Wang Zihanxuan.
Wang Zihanxuan recovered from his shock.
Looking at Cen Qing who was standing under his feet, he gritted his teeth in anger.
"Wang Zihanxuan, how dare you!" Although Cen Qing was severely injured, he still glared at Wang Zihanxuan and threatened him.
"Cen Qing, this is what you did to my father. Today, return it to me!"
"Ah!"
With a loud roar, the furious Wang Zihanxuan suddenly lifted his foot and stomped on Cen Qing's waist.
Crack!
Although Wang Zihanxuan had lost his cultivation, the ten thousand Jin physical strength was still there. With this kick, Cen Qing's spine was broken.
Instantly, Cen Qing let out a blood-curdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"Ah..."