But it would be a huge challenge to ask him to bow his head.

In Qin Shou's eyes, no one is born noble or inferior to anyone.

He never despises anyone, but he will never tolerate anyone despising him.

He is strong and has always been inferior to others. Today, he was humiliated in public by a cult who Yang Xian could kill him by chance. He said he looked down on him. How could he bear it?

At this time, he wanted to kick Shen Mingtang, but Yang Xian reached out to stop him. If Yang Xian didn't stop him, he wouldn't be so angry. However, after Yang Xian stopped him like this and said "You have your own skills", his anger could no longer be suppressed, and he was simply crazy.

He stared at Yang Xian with wide eyes, "You can all fight this person, can't I beat me?"

Yang Xian said lightly: "Not bad!"

Shen Mingtang, who was still bleeding from the mouth, looked at Qin Shou and laughed, "A first-level warrior is not a waste. He actually wants to attack me. Hehe, I think you don't know how the word "death" is written!"

Qin Shou was furious and rushed to the gate, and said angrily: "I will kill you today!"

He was about to rub his body forward, and suddenly his waist became soft and a red silk had entangled him. The soft matchmaker walked to him and said softly: "This person is a level seven warrior with profound internal strength. Although he was seriously injured at this time, he still had enough energy. You can't stand the recoil force of protecting the body's true energy. If you insist on attacking him, he will not have any problems, but you will definitely die!"

Qin Shou's body stiffened, his face turned blue and red, and his breathing became thicker and thicker. When everyone saw his face twisted and his eyes were blasting, they didn't know why he was so angry.

"hey-hey!"

After Qin Shou stood there for a moment, his anger suddenly disappeared, his face quickly calmed down, turned his head to look at Yang Xian and Shi Duxiu, and sneered: "I understand!"

He stared at Yang Xian's eyes and said word by word: "I am not as good as you now, but it does not mean that I will not be as good as you in the future! Today I am not qualified to kill this person in front of you, but within ten years, I will definitely take action in front of you, and no one dares to stop him!"

He looked at Shen Mingtang with a cold look on his face, "You seem to be dead today, and there is no chance of survival. But no matter whether you are dead or alive, I will tell you something."

Shen Mingtang spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "After saying that, trash, I'm listening."

Qin Shou said slowly: "You must remember that today's humiliation of me, I will definitely make up for it in the rest of your Destiny Sect!"

Shen Mingtang laughed to the sky, "It's up to you?"

He looked at Qin Shou with a sarcastic look on his face, "A waste snack, still want to deal with my destiny Holy Sect? Do you know what kind of cultivation is the Prince He of my tutor? Well? Do you know what the Supreme Master of my family exists? Why do you dare to say such things?"

Qin Shou said: "Just because I am Qin Shou!"

He said lightly: "I am just telling you about this. What does it have to do with me if you believe it or not?"

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards a big rock next to him, "You guys are busy with yours, I want to be quiet."

Yang Xian glanced at Qin Shou's erect back, shook his head and chuckled a few times, and turned his eyes to Shen Mingtang, "After that, what do you Tiandesity Sect want to do during this period? Is this black blood furnace only built in this Hanlin City, or is there such a killing and alchemy practice in other places?"

Shen Mingtang looked at Yang Xian, looked around and said, and laughed: "If you ask which sect in the world likes to meddle in other people's business, I'm afraid that besides the group of madmen in Jianshan, you are the people of the Confucian sect."

He seemed to know that he would die, and he looked like he was willing to die, and he was no longer afraid of Yang Xian and others. "When Mr. Mei was not seriously injured, he hated evil and liked to meddle in other people's business the most. He had a high cultivation level and a big temper. When he killed people, he was never merciful and ruthless, and he suppressed all the heroes in the world. People in the Demon Sect dared not do evil on the surface, so the world was peaceful for a long time."

He said this and sighed softly: "My Supreme Master had faced Mr. Mei three times and lost, so he had to stay in seclusion for 30 years. Now thirty years have passed, and he heard that Mr. Mei was surrounded and killed, so he became interested in being born. If he knew that Mr. Mei was not dead yet, I wonder what expression he would have? That would be really interesting, hahahaha..."

He laughed a few times, his voice gradually faded, and he opened his mouth and stopped moving.

Seeing his shape, Yang Xian and Shi Duxiu looked at each other, both of them looked unlucky.

The soft matchmaker said, "Oh, why did you die like this?"
Chapter completed!