C494 You plagiarism fool

Suddenly, the entire Wan Feng Trading Company Hall became quiet.

Everyone's gaze fell on Zhan Tianming.

Unfamiliar.

The first thing that people thought of was that this blind person must have come from the outside, and did not know the few youths present at the scene, which was why they said the words they had just said. Otherwise, how could those who had offended Cen Qing stand a chance within the Lou Yue City?

Some of the onlookers hurriedly retreated a distance away, fearing that they would be caught in the crossfire.

Zhan Tianming didn't really care. It was just a few second generation ancestors, and not a single one of them had reached the Martial King Realm. The strongest one was the purple-clothed youth that was leading them, the realm of the Seven-star Martial Spirit.

He could kill a group of people like them with a flip of his hand.

The purple-clothed youth, Cen Qing, looked at Zhan Tianming with cold eyes.

"Kid, what did you say just now?"

Zhan Tianming shrugged his shoulders, "Tch, I can't even understand what others are saying, looks like I wasn't mistaken."

"You're courting death!" Cen Qing's face was filled with anger.

"Brother Cen, there's no need for you to come. Watch me." A young man of two star Martial Spirit walked up voluntarily. That gaze, was ice-cold and disdainful as he looked at Zhan Tianming, "Hmph, brat, you dared to humiliate us. Even if you have ten lives, it's not enough for me to kill you."

In any case, when they saw Zhan Tianming dressed like a foreigner, the two star Martial Spirit youth was not afraid at all.

To dare to act so arrogantly in their territory, such a person was courting death.

After killing him, he would just find a stinky ditch and throw it away.

"Brother, quickly leave." Wang Zihanxuan shouted to Zhan Tianming.

"Wang Zihanxuan, you better shut your dog mouth obediently and scram to the side." Cen Qing glanced at Wang Zihanxuan coldly.

"Brother, you cannot afford to offend them. Quickly leave." Wang Zihanxuan continued.

"Hmm?" Cen Qing's expression had already darkened.

Zhan Tianming then raised his hand towards Wang Zihanxuan, signalling for his not to worry about him.

After which, his gaze shifted to the young man walking towards him.

"Yo, this dog is going to bite someone?"

Hearing this, the young man became furious.

"Go to hell!"

Suddenly, the youth rushed forward, his right hand striking out.

"Tyrant Sky Killing Fist!"

Rumble …

The Fist Strength rushed out, as if it was a furious dragon that had gone to sea.

Zhan Tianming was startled.

Tyrant Sky Killing Fist?

Could it be that this person also belonged to Zhan Family?

No! That's not right.

Even though this young man's Boxing had a somewhat overbearing aura, it did not have the terrifying pressure and aura that came from the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist. Moreover, the Boxing were also different.

Seeing Zhan Tianming's dazed look, the two star Martial Spirit youth could not help but feel extremely proud of himself.

"Humph!" Kid, did you see that? "Go to hell!"

Just as the young man's fist was about to hit Zhan Tianming, Zhan Tianming suddenly raised his right hand and threw a simple punch.

Bang!

Kacha Kacha …

Ah!

The two star Martial Spirit youth screamed as his entire body flew out.

Just as he was about to collide with a counter, a shop assistant suddenly rushed out from within the Wan Feng Trading Company. With a twist of his hand, he caught the young man, preventing him from smashing into the counter, while the young man next to him was in so much pain that his head was drenched with sweat.

"Kid, you dare injure me?"

Zhan Tianming glared at him.

F * ck!

You've already f * cking swung your fist at me, and you're still asking me if I dare to hurt you?

F * ck, not only will I hurt you today, I'm going to stomp on you too.

Zhan Tianming immediately grabbed the young man's collar and threw him, then smashed him to the ground with a bang. He lifted his right leg and stepped on the young man's face.

"Number two, I've hurt you again. What do you want?"

The young man with two stars Martial Spirit was stomped by Zhan Tianming until he could not even open his mouth, and could only mutter in an indistinct voice.

"Wuwuwu …"

"What the hell are you doing?" Let me ask you now, what exactly do you want? Say it. Also, that Broken Boxing technique of yours, do you dare to call it Tyrant Sky Killing Fist? You plagiaristic fool, if you still dare to claim that your move is the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist, do you believe that I won't trample you to death? Just like stepping on a cockroach to death. "

As he said that, Zhan Tianming's legs continued to trample on his opponent.

All around, everyone was dumbfounded by what they saw.

Cen Qing who had recovered from his shock, had an extremely ugly expression on his face as he waved his arm.

"All of you, attack!"

Hearing this, the youths beside him all rushed forward.

Zhan Tianming swept his gaze across.

"Humph!"

With a deep snort, the intimidating power exploded outwards.

All of a sudden, the youths that were rushing over had their faces turn as white as paper. They stood still and didn't dare to move forward anymore.

Furthermore, Zhan Tianming's gaze fell upon their bodies, causing them to feel as though a sharp sword was resting on their necks.

Too terrifying!

One of the young men who had the weakest profound strength was only at the 9-star Martial Practitioner, but he was so scared that he was about to piss his pants. A wet scar appeared on his leg and soaked his pants all the way down to the ground, forming a puddle of piss, which was extremely stinky.

Zhan Tianming couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Damn, it can't be. When did my deterrence level become so great?"

"Hahaha …" I like it. "

Laughing in his heart, Zhan Tianming raised his eyes and looked at the purple robed young man Cen Qing, and then at the veiled young lady beside him. Finally, his gaze landed on Cen Qing.

Taking a step forward.

"What did you just say?"

Staring at Cen Qing from such a close distance, a strong aura surged from Zhan Tianming's body.

Four-Star Martial King?

Cen Qing's heart skipped a beat.

He himself admitted that amongst his peers, his talent was already extremely high. Other than the Wang Zihanxuan from two years ago, there was no one else with greater talent than him present in this Lou Yue City, but he was currently only a Nine-star Martial Spirit, and this fellow in front of him who was obviously similar in age, was actually a Four-Star Martial King?

Without caring if Cen Qing answered or not, Zhan Tianming grabbed him by the collar.

Throw!

Bang!

He directly smashed Cen Qing to the ground, and the ground almost split from the impact.

The masked girl stared at Zhan Tianming in disbelief.

"You … Do you know who he is? He is the Young Lord of Cen Family. You dare to injure him, do you not wish to live? "

Hearing that, Zhan Tianming's eyes turned cold as he looked over.

That gaze caused the body of the masked girl to turn cold. She did not dare to spit out even half a word.

Zhan Tianming retracted his gaze for a moment, and turned back to Cen Qing who was by his feet.

After sensing the powerful aura of the Four-Star Martial King coming from Zhan Tianming's body, Cen Qing didn't even forget to retaliate. However, after being thrown down by Zhan Tianming, he woke up from his fall and fury filled his face.

Both of his eyes stared straight at Zhan Tianming as though he was grinding his teeth.

"Bastard!" You actually dared to touch me? "

Whoosh!

Cen Qing crawled up from the ground, his right hand brushed against the Cosmic Bag at his waist, and an azure-green jade scroll instantly appeared in his hand.

Without even thinking about it, he crushed the jade slip in his hand.

"Bastard, go to hell!"