Chapter 55: Cultivating Success

As Xiao Yang expected, the vast majority of people were skeptical of him and looked him up and down recklessly.

"Floating Leaves, you are known as a demon hermit, an envoy of the demon realm, how come there is another holy envoy?" questioned a one-eyed man with a black cloak.

"The Holy Envoy is the first messenger of my Demon Realm, how can it be compared to my ilk!" Piaoye was visibly angry.

Hearing this, everyone present held their own positions and quarreled with each other.

"Bah!" suddenly there was a strange sound at the far end of the square table, and everyone saw a blood-red dagger stuck on the table, and the handle of the knife shook uncontrollably.

"Give me another scream, cut your tongues!" the roar calmed everyone, and the room was silent for a while.

Xiao Yang saw that the man was leaning lazily on the back of the chair, his head was thin and his eyes were protruding, and his body was covered with yellow and black strange armor, and he looked like Hu Feng from a distance.

Piaoye whispered: "This person is the hall master of the Bee Palace, Eune. ”

Suddenly, Xiao Yang suddenly felt a red light attack, and immediately pushed the floating leaves to the side.

A strange dagger with two pointed ends pierced through the screen and sank into the wall in the distance.

"What a sinister and vicious brute!" Xiao Yang scolded secretly.

The other party sat up, slammed his fists on the table, and said in a deep voice: "If you introduce the master of this hall, you will be louder, you are sneaking around with me, and no one can save you!"

It seems that this person has a very high prestige among the Demon Sect in front of him, and no one dares to disobey him.

"These guys are simply a rabble, and they are still delusional about entering my demon realm, it's really a wave of people!" Xiu Ye shook his head helplessly.

"This guy is so arrogant, what kind of cultivation is it?" Xiao Yang asked.

"It's only the late stage of feathering, so this king said that he is a rabble!" Xiu Ye didn't take the other party in his eyes at all.

But Xiao Yang didn't think so, right now that he had just broken through the Seventh Layer of Forging Body, most of the people in this room could restrain him to death.

Seeing the hesitation on his face, Xiu Ye said coldly: "Kill people and punish your heart, don't care about the gap in cultivation." If you don't stand up for power now, it will be difficult for everyone to convince you!"

Xiao Yang nodded, and the probe sucked out the dagger embedded in the wall and threw it back to the other party.

Nayoun narrowed his eyes and slipped his left hand into his arms.

The next moment, seven red rays of light suddenly came out, all of which hit Xiao Yang.

"Boy, you are a piece of material in cultivation, and there is still a big gap between the method of controlling people and the art of being a king. Look at how I deal with this piece of waste!" Xiu Ye showed great confidence in his eyes.

Xiao Yang's eyes, which were as still as watery as water, suddenly became fierce, and he stared intently at the attacking thing without any fear.

Everyone present observed the development of the situation, and even Charles in the shadows opened his eyes slightly.