Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor
Chapter 503 - 503: Extremely arrogant (1)

Chapter 503: Extremely arrogant (1)

Translator: 549690339

The group set off for the sacred Land’s Southwest.

They passed by a floating island.

Paper money flew down from above, and the faint voice of an old man talking to himself could be heard.

Yan feiqing muttered in his heart, could he really be dead?

Along the way, he saw many people burning paper money.

come to think of it, today is the seventh day of Xia qingchen’s death. “I’ll burn some paper money for him later,” the Vice Saint Lord sighed.

Yan feiqing sneered. he’s quite a popular person. He’s already dead. Why are so many people still thinking of him? ‘

However, he didn’t see it with his own eyes.

He didn’t believe that Xia qingchen had died.

After a cup of tea’s time.

The cemetery of the sacred land.

All the people of the Holy Land were buried here after they died.

They arrived in front of one of the tombs.

One of the gravestones had the words ‘Xia qingchen’s grave’ carved on it.

It was only now that Yan feiqing believed that Xia qingchen had really died. The tombstone had been erected for a few days.

The people from the Nebula sacred land couldn’t have predicted that Yan feiqing would come, right?

Looking at the Cenotaph, Yan feiqing laughed, “”The one surnamed Xia, the wicked will be punished by heaven! You’ve been glorious for your whole life, but in the end, you still don’t even have a corpse left!”

“You, you deserve to die!”

The expressions of the Vice sacred Lords instantly darkened.

“A person’s death is a grave matter. Yan feiqing, you’d better stop!” The Vice Saint Lord roared.

Xia qingchen had made an ineffaceable contribution to the star cloud sacred land.

How could a despicable person slander his spirit in heaven?

Yan feiqing grinned, “what did I do?” I’m just telling the truth! Moreover, this kind of person doesn’t deserve to be buried in the Holy Land’s tomb!”

As he said that, everyone was shocked and angry.

He struck out a palm across the air and blew up the entire Cenotaph with his star power.

Xia qingchen’s clothes inside were all blown to pieces, scattering everywhere.

you’re impudent!! you …! the Vice sacred Lord was furious. He glared and slapped.

Not only was Yan feiqing not afraid, but he even moved his face closer and bared his teeth. “Come on. whv don’t vou trv hitting me?”

The Vice sacred Lord’s hand was in the air, but he couldn’t strike down.

He did not need the quota for the ancient soul fruit.

However, Yan feiqing was now the special envoy of Xiahou divine gate.

They represented Xiahou divine gate!

Beating him was equivalent to beating Xiahou divine gate in public.

“You wouldn’t dare to even if I gave you a hundred guts!” Yan feiqing sneered.

He snorted and walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back. “Let’s go and take a look at other places!”

Everyone was furious.

At this moment, he wished he could give them a slap each and kill them.

However, who asked him to be a villain?

At this moment.

A man and a dog, two afterimages, rushed over from outside the cemetery.

They were none other than grudgy and Zhang Lian Xing, who had been guarding Xia qingchen’s tomb.

They were preparing for the first seven days of the night.

He had just carried two stacks of paper money over when he heard an explosion in the cemetery.

He hurriedly walked to the entrance of the cemetery and discovered that Xia qingchen’s Cenotaph had been shattered!

“Who is it? Who did it?” Lian Xing threw down the paper money on her shoulder and also pulled off her snow-white mourning clothes.

Her little face was filled with anger.

Grudgy’s eyes were bloodshot. It walked around the destroyed tomb and sniffed hard.

Then, he stared at Yan feiqing.

“It’s you!” Grudgy pounced over like it had gone crazy!

Yan feiqing jumped in shock.

He quickly retreated.

He wasn’t afraid of the Vice Saint Lord and the other experts because they were all rational and didn’t dare to do anything to him.

However, what he was facing now was a Mad Dog!

He wouldn’t talk about gains and losses with him.

“All of you, stop it!” Yan feiqing, who was hiding behind the Vice-Saint Lord, immediately ordered the group of Pavilion elders. Everyone clenched their fists and remained unmoved.

Now you’re afraid?

Why weren’t you afraid when you destroyed the master’s tomb?

stop it! Yan feiqing shouted. you don’t have to stop it. But if I lose even a single hair, I will raze the Nebula sacred land to the ground!!

And so.

Only then did the Vice sacred Lords reach out unwillingly to stop grudgy.

“Grudgy, please calm down.”

Grudgy’s eyes were bloodshot, and thick phlegm flowed out of its gritted teeth.

It was as if he had really gone crazy, and he looked extremely ferocious.

“How can I calm down? Lord Chen’s corpse had not even turned cold, and this beast had already destroyed his Cenotaph! Let go, I’m going to bite him to death!”

Hearing grudgy’s crazy roars, the hearts of the Vice sacred Lords ached.

How could they not want to slap this little bastard to death?

But could he?

“Take it away,” the Vice Saint Lord waved his hand.

The two Pavilion elders then carried grudgy and left the cemetery.

However, grudgy had been captured and Lian Xing had already circled to the side.

A cold light gathered in his eyes.

While they were distracted by grudgy, he suddenly launched a movement technique and punched at Yan feiqing.

That violent and terrifying power scared Yan feiqing so much that her heart skipped a beat.

Fortunately, the Vice Holy leader grabbed Zhang Lian Xing’s fist.

The remaining force of the punch came at him.

Yan feiqing’s hair crown fell.

A large patch of black hair was cut off by the force and scattered all over the ground.

Yan feiqing was extremely afraid.

This was only the fist force.

If he was hit, his life would definitely end here.

After the shock, it was replaced by anger.

“You b * tch! You dare to hurt me?” Yan feiqing raised his palm and slapped Zhang Lian Xing across the face.

However, it was also blocked by the Vice Saint Lord.

An irrepressible anger was throbbing on his face. He forced himself to calm down and said, “”Yan feiqing, you’ve caused enough trouble today. Don’t push me too far!”

Xia qingchen had already been sacrificed.

If the star cloud sacred land couldn’t even protect the maidservants he left behind, how could they face his spirit in heaven?

However, Yan feiqing believed that he was the special envoy of Xiahou divine gate.

Did he even have any regard for the Nebula sacred land?

“So what if I force you?” Yan feiqing pushed Zhang Lian Xing’s arm away and pointed at her nose with his index finger. let me tell you, if you don’t beat this b * tch to death today, not only will the Nebula sacred land not have a quota for the ancient soul fruit, but you can also forget about having a foothold in the future!

He was absolutely unrestrained.

He started to threaten her.

At this moment, the Vice Saint Lord and the others finally realized .

Xiahou divine gate had not given them an opportunity, but a disaster.

“Yan feiqing, I’m warning you one last time, don’t force us.” The Vice sacred Lord clenched his fists.

His patience had reached its limit.

However, Yan feiqing had already defeated them.

He snorted and pointed at the Vice Saint Lord’s nose, scolding, “”You can’t help it? Sorry, even if you can’t help it, you’d better endure it! I’m the special envoy of Xiahou divine gate. What do you want to do to me?”

That gaze, that posture.

He was not afraid of anything!

The Vice sacred Lord’s eyes were extremely dark. The last time he wanted to kill someone so badly was twenty years ago.

However, as he had said, Yan feiqing was still the special envoy of Xiahou divine gate. He could not hurt him.

“You don’t dare to move? Then stop bullshitting and do as I say!” Yan feiqing didn’t give up. bring me the stick. I’m going to beat this little B * stard to death today!

He was in a state of madness.

It was as if he would be looked down upon if he didn’t take revenge after his self-esteem was hurt.

At this moment, no one answered.

But no one dared to resist.

Until a cold voice resounded in the empty Cemetery. “Who gave you the guts to kill my people?” The familiar voice made everyone present tremble!

They all looked over.

At the entrance of the cemetery.

A young man in light blue clothes walked over with his hands behind his back.

He stepped on the stairs, his knees clearly not moving, but his figure flashed forward as if he had teleported!

He would make up for it at seven tomorrow morning..