Chapter 20 Whoever touches my dignity, die!

"Presumptuous!"

Looking at the black sword in front of him, Zhu Qingcang felt that his bloodline had been insulted!

What is his identity?pure royal blood, one of the future heirs to the royal power!

And what is the identity of this bastard in front of him? Now he dares to commit murder in front of him and tell him to get out?

When did he receive such treatment after 20 years in the capital?

"I don't want to say it again, get out!" Xiao Lun's eyes froze, and a deep killing intent emerged, if it weren't for the fact that he was a descendant of the royal family, he would have been killed a long time ago.

"Childe..."

The Lord of Luoyun County was not lightly frightened, his little face like mutton fat and jade turned pale for a while, and his beautiful contacts were full of melancholy.

"Okay, good, you dare to provoke the majesty of the royal family, the kid is brave enough, you wait for me!" Zhu Qingcang took a deep breath, looking at Xiao Lun's increasingly cold eyes, he still chose to avoid the edge for the time being.

Hum!

With a light snort, Zhu Qingcang turned to leave.

"Stop!"

Xiao Lun's faint voice came from behind.

"Little miscellaneous pieces, don't go too far, this is the Prince's Mansion, and if you anger me, you will die without a place to be buried!"

Zhu Qingcang roared loudly angrily like an old cat that had not stepped on its tail.

"Get out of here with your waste!"

Xiao Lun's faint voice mixed with a hint of mockery fell into Zhu Qingcang's ears.

Zhu Qingcang clenched his fists tightly, and only then did he calm down under the continuous deep breathing, and bent down to help Hu Zhantian, who had fainted in pain, up.

Enraged, he swore that he would have this miscellaneous corpse broken into pieces, and there would be no place to bury him!

With deep resentment, Zhu Qingcang helped Hu Zhantian and quickly left the pavilion.

"Childe, why do you have to be rash with him?" the lord of Luoyun sat down decadently, holding his head and sighing softly.

"Hehe!" Xiao Lun withdrew his sword and sat down with a chuckle.

If he bows his head under the persecution of a mere prince, then what kind of path does he cultivate, and what kind of hatred does he have?

There are some things that cannot be avoided, so you have to do them!

Manly man, do something, don't do something!

After Xiao Lun angered Zhu Qingcang, Lord Luoyun's mood had been in a gloomy state, and he kept sighing, with deep regret in his eyes.

Xiao Lun didn't care, all he wanted was a reply from the prince!

Of course, this answer needs to be fought for by your own strength, and defeating Hu Zhantian is just a beginning!

Another hour passed, Xiao Lun, who closed his eyes and recuperated, sensed a powerful aura suddenly descended on the prince's mansion, that breath seemed to be everywhere and seemed to be far away in the sky, although it was only a tepid trace, but Xiao Lun could still feel a majesty from it!

A majesty of the strong!

Prince, it seems, is back.

"Father is back!"

Lord Luoyun's eyes lit up and he ran towards the outside of the pavilion.

Xiao Lun had just stood up, and he saw the Lord of Luoyun with a middle-aged man with a gentle face and a majestic demeanor, Xiao Lun understood that this person was the only famous prince of the Vientiane Dynasty - Zhu Wentian!

"Prince!"

Xiao Lun walked slowly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"You want to see me?" the prince smiled lightly.

"Not bad!"

"Why?"

"Something to discuss!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"There is a reason for this!"

The conversation between the two was very fast, and the prince replied to Xiao Lun's question.

"Interesting!" the prince smiled lightly, walked around Xiao Lun's side and walked to the small pavilion to sit down, and said, "Come and talk about it!"

Xiao Lun straightened up at this time, facing the gentleman, he was full of disdain, but in the face of the strong, he had a heart of awe!

The prince is a strong man, a real strong man!

Xiao Yun, who was in the Heavenly Realm, was nothing to him at all.

Xiao Lun's heart rolled, and he calmly walked to the prince and sat down.

"Do you know what the crime of breaking into the prince's mansion is?" the prince did not ask Xiao Lun what was the matter, but asked Xiao Lun with a smile.

"Capital offense, exterminate the Nine Clans!" Xiao Lun replied.

"And you're still breaking in?" snorted the Prince.

"Something!"

"What's the matter?"

"It's not big!" Xiao Lun said, thinking about it and adding: "It's not small either!"

"I would like to hear it!" The prince looked at Xiao Lun with a smile, I don't know why, Xiao Lun always felt uncomfortable.

"I want to eradicate the forces of the True Martial Sect!" Xiao Lun raised his head and said loudly.

"Hehe, then do you know what the strength of the True Martial Sect Master is, and how many masters are there in the True Martial Sect?" the prince always had a smile on his face.

But Xiao Lun understands that often this kind of smiling tiger is the most difficult to deal with, because you don't know when he suddenly turns his face.

"All I know is that I can do it, as long as the prince makes a move. Xiao Lun chuckled, his tone filled with an irresistible confidence and firmness!

"Then do you know how much the True Martial Sect contributes to the royal family every year, and how beneficial is the value of their existence to the Vientiane Dynasty?" the prince did not retort, but asked with a gentle smile.

"But it's the royal family that protects the True Martial Sect!" Xiao Lun said with a smile.

"All the forces recognized by the royal family of Vientiane are under the protection of the royal family!" said the prince.

"Then why not make friends with someone who may be able to protect the royal family in the future?" Xiao Lun suddenly grinned, and the smile was gentle, but the prince knew that he was not joking.

"You mean you can protect the dynasty in the future?" the prince was slightly stunned, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Why not?" Xiao Lun laughed again.

"Why? "Just your words?" said the prince, chuckling, "I don't want the future, but the present!"

The future is uncertain, who can say?

Xiao Lun also understands this truth, but what can he do?

Neither could he directly go over to kill the master of the True Martial Sect, nor could he come up with a convincing reason for the prince, which made Xiao Lun quite helpless.

"Daddy, he just defeated Hu Zhantian of the Shadow Team!" said the Lord of Luoyun in a low voice to the prince.

"Hmm!" the prince nodded slowly, but his gaze remained on Xiao Lun's face, watching his expression change.

"Why not take a gamble?"

After being silent for a while, Xiao Lun suddenly said, this time he restrained his smile, his eyes were blazing, and his face was positive.

"Bet on what?" the prince was intrigued.

"Prince, if you don't help the True Martial Sect or help me, let me compete with the True Martial Sect, if I die, everything will be a delusion, the True Martial Sect is still the True Martial Sect, your interests will never change, but if the True Martial Sect is eliminated by me, then it proves that my potential is greater than the True Martial Sect!" Xiao Lun said solemnly.

"What do you think, Prince?"

"Huh??"

The prince closed his eyes and thought deeply, as if he was hesitating.

Lord Luoyun's eyes lit up on the side, and his eyes became unusual, full of curiosity.

Xiao Lun didn't speak, at this time, he just had to wait for the answer!

"Dead crumbs, get out of here!"

Just as the prince was silent for a long time, and was about to speak when he opened his eyes and was about to speak, a violent roar suddenly came from the sky.

Xiao Lun looked up and saw Zhu Qingcang, whose face had become distorted and hideous because of anger, flying down towards him, and behind him, there were no less than ten powerhouses in the Heavenly Realm!

The terrifying spiritual power shrouded in unison, like a wall pushing over, repelling Xiao Lun, and the stone pier under his ass was full of silk screens due to oppression, and finally it exploded into dust that could not bear it.

Xiao Lun stood up with an embarrassed face and looked at Zhu Qingcang coldly.

"Qingcang, what do you mean by this?"

The prince stood up with a calm face, and with a wave of his hand, he scattered the spiritual power impact in the air, and asked with a frown.

"Uncle Wang, this miscellaneous creature actually dared to provoke the majesty of my royal family just now, and even attacked me, such a crime is unforgivable!" Zhu Qingcang snorted lightly and said.

"Is that so?" the prince looked at Lord Luoyun.

Lord Luoyun shook his head slowly.

"Qingcang, don't mess around!" suddenly flashed a trace of sternness between the prince's eyebrows, and he scolded.

"Uncle Wang!" Zhu Qingcang roared violently, "What the hell are you standing over there, my nephew was insulted by a civilian, and you didn't say anything, but instead defended the miscellaneous?"

"And what do you want?"

The prince asked in a somewhat helpless tone.

"I'm going to cut him with a thousand knives to vent the hatred in my heart!" Zhu Qingcang was overjoyed, and smiled at Xiao Lun, as if to say: Boy, you're finished!

"You want to kill him?" asked the prince, pointing at Xiao Lun.

"That's right!"

"What if he wants to kill you, and I can't refuse?" the prince asked, looking at Xiao Lun again.

"That's my business!" Xiao Lun chuckled, with a hint of bohemianty between his eyebrows, and his expression looked at everything!

He will use his fist to tell those who want to trample on his dignity: Whoever touches me, die!

The county lord of Luoyun looked at Xiao Lun with a casual face obsessively, and unconsciously became obsessed with it, and a little woman's blush surged onto his face...

"Good!" the prince applauded, "in that case, it will be easy to do!"

"Qingcang, I don't object to you killing him, but there is only one chance, if you can't kill him, then the hatred between you will be wiped out!"

"If you can defeat the people of Qingcang, I will give you the conditions I promised!"

"What do you think?"

"That's what I want!" Zhu Qingcang laughed, full of confidence, because he called the second captain of the peak of the Tongtian Realm this time, and he was much stronger than Hu Zhantian!

He could see that in the previous battle, Hu Zhantian was defeated by Xiao Lun without having time to show all his combat power, and this time, Ye Sheng would teach him how to behave!

"Thank you!"

Xiao Lun chuckled, then tapped his toes on the ground, and flew into the air lightly, his eyes scanning the circle of Shadow Team people.

The first one was a man in dark gold armor, his whole body was covered by armor and he couldn't see clearly, and behind him there was Hu Zhantian before, and then there were more than a dozen guards in black iron armor.

"Ye Sheng, kill him!"

Zhu Qingcang stood with his hands in his hands, looking like he was holding a winning roll, and nodded towards Ye Sheng!

Airplanes!

Hearing Zhu Qingcang's order, Ye Sheng, who was calm, seemed to have awakened as a demon, and suddenly released a surging aura, and in that aura, some extremely violent thunder arcs were beating.

Ye Sheng clenched his fists, and thousands of thunder arcs surged from all directions, each thunder arc had some terrifying power that was enough to kill any psychic realm powerhouse, and then Ye Sheng punched Xiao Lun straight like this!

The speed was too fast, Ye Sheng, who was incarnated as thunder, rushed with lightning speed, thousands of thunder arcs were saying that the whole body was constantly exploding, he was like the thunder god descending into the world, the momentum was mighty, fierce and violent, and the surrounding space was trembling, twisting, and buzzing...

The little face of the Lord of Luoyun turned extremely white in an instant.

That kind of attack is far beyond the ability of a Tongtian Realm powerhouse, let alone a kid in the late stage of the Tongtian Realm.

Xiao Lun instantly felt a sense of oppression that made him suffocate, the throbbing and surging thunder arc was too violent, and every inch of the meridians in his body was convulsed and numb.

Physical cultivation is not Xiao Lun's strong point at present, so Xiao Lun chose to avoid the edge for the time being!

Three-step remnant dragon, deciduous step!

All the spiritual power in Xiao Lun's body boiled, erupted on the tips of his feet, and hundreds of green leaves flew out, the green leaves were extremely powerful, tearing a lot of spiritual power oppression, Xiao Lun's pressure was doubled, and the green leaves on his toes were flooded, and he escaped out.

"Want to run?"

Like thunder exploding in the sky, an emotionless voice suddenly entered Xiao Lun's ears, and when he reacted, Ye Sheng had already appeared beside him like a ghost, and the punch that shook the mountains and rivers roared!

Xiao Lun's body was instantly blocked by Ye Sheng's fist intent, imprisoned, and unable to escape!