Volume 2, Chapter 310 Are you threatening me?

Ye Tingmu's voice was not loud, but deep and powerful.

When the news fell into the ears of those present, it immediately caused an uproar. Those younger generations who had not yet had the chance to enter did not even dare to breathe.

The Immortal Kings and Emperors of the three tribes who were watching the excitement around could not help but swallow their saliva secretly.

They didn't know how to express their current thoughts, they could only say that Ye Tingmu in front of them was really brave.

Or rather, arrogance.

He was probably the first person in history to point at a group of Earth Emperors and call them trash.

On the other hand, the faces of the emperors of the ten major immortal sects and heaven became increasingly ugly, and there was even a blood mist in the corners of their eyes.

As he clenched his fists, his whole body seemed to be shaking slightly.

It’s not that the Immortal Emperor’s psychological endurance is too poor, but that Ye Tingmu in front of them is too arrogant. In addition, they have been deeply hurt by Ye Tingmu before, so they can’t suppress their anger at this moment.

The feeling that I am obviously stronger than you but I can't beat you makes me crazy.

"Zang, don't be too arrogant, or you might die without a complete body." An emperor shouted with gritted teeth, his voice trembling, which was another way of expressing anger.

Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. "You threatened me, I've got it in mind. You're from the Biluo Pavilion, right? I'll kill a hundred of your disciples to vent my anger. That shouldn't be too much, right?"

Ye Tingmu was fearless and fought back directly when faced with threats. He also threatened the other party.

"You dare?"

"Hey, you still dare to be mean to me, I'll give you another hundred."

"You..." The Immortal Emperor was choked and pointed at Ye Tingmu without saying a word.

Ye Tingmu just added fuel to the fire and said, "You're still pointing at me, add another hundred."

I can't beat you, but I can't beat your disciples either.

This scene caused people around to sigh.

"This burial is truly cruel. Look how angry the Immortal Emperor of the Biluo Pavilion is, his face has turned purple."

"Ye Tingmu is truly a role model for our generation."

"The appraisal is complete. The biggest boss of Xianshan is Zang Le. Remember to stay away from him when you go in."

At this time, a group of emperors chose to remain silent and endure for the first time, because they knew in their hearts that Zang could really do it, and his appearance was unexpected.

If this kid is angered now, he might take revenge on his own disciples after entering the fairy mountain.

Although casualties are inevitable when entering the fairy mountain to seize treasures, he would inevitably feel guilty if he attacked his own juniors for no reason and created such a powerful enemy.

At this moment, they were only afraid of the burial in front of them.

Looking at the group of people on earth who were silent, suppressing their anger and looking deflated.

Ye Tingmu felt inexplicably good. He liked this feeling that you couldn't stand me but couldn't get rid of me.

He spoke again, "Are you all silent? If you don't speak, I'll be in. Just now, I was chased by each sect and killed 100 people."

When these words were spoken, people around him were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Wanting to laugh but not daring to, the look of trying hard to hold it back looks just like the third emoticon in your phone.

The emperors panicked and saw Zang was acting like a hooligan, so they tried to reason with him.

"Zang, the disputes between you and me have nothing to do with me, you are the Sword Master, how can you do such a mean thing?"

"That's right, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. As a gentleman, how can you bully the younger generation?"

"Zang, my Divine Sword Sect can forgive the past events, but if you insist on going your own way and harm my disciples, this matter will definitely not end."

More than ten emperors were talking at the same time.

Some surrendered, some backed down, some threatened, and some issued warnings.

Ye Tingmu shrugged, "You know me. I'm a man of my word. I'm a man of my word. If I say I'll kill 100 of you, I'll kill 100 of you. No one can be left behind. If anyone threatens me, I'll kill them."

The Emperor of Heaven could no longer bear it and said to Ye Tingmu in a deep voice, "Zang, do you dare to come out and fight with me?"

Hearing this, Ye Tingmu did not hesitate at all and replied directly: "I dare not!"

Without any psychological burden, they just said it easily, which made everyone speechless again.

However, what he said the next second made the emperor jump up and down on the spot.

"You are from Heaven, right?"

"Exactly."

"Okay, will the Heavenly Court destroy everyone, leaving no one alive?"

The emperor was stunned and asked a question for some unknown reason.

"Why?"

Wasn't it agreed that it would be one hundred plus one hundred? Why did it become a complete annihilation of the whole family here? It doesn't fit the routine at all.

Ye Tingmu's nose curled up when he heard this, and he said as a matter of course: "Because you bullied me, I hate others bullying me the most, this reason is not necessary."

"Good! Very good! Very good!" The emperor's face turned pale, and he said "good" three times in a row, the words squeezed out from between his teeth, "I already knew that your coffin can only protect you for twelve hours. If you have the guts, don't come out. If not, you will die."

Ye Tingmu tilted his head, looked at him, and drew a big cross on the notebook.

"I have decided to kill all the people from the ten great sects and the Heavenly Palace, leaving no one alive."

His faint voice was heard by everyone.

Except for the great emperor from Heaven, the emperors from the other ten immortal sects were paralyzed and scattered in the wind.

"Why?"

"What does the people of Heaven have to do with my Ci Chen Palace?"

“We just didn’t say anything.”

Ye Tingmu snorted coldly, with a creepy smile on his lips.

"Because he made me unhappy, so I can do whatever I want. If you don't agree, bite me."

After saying this, he turned around, waved his sleeves, and entered the immortal gate.

Leaving everyone in disarray in the sky, letting the wind blow their clothes and hair.

"You've gone too far. I'll bury you and prevent you from leaving here alive."

"hateful……"

Looking at a group of emperors with livid faces and ugly expressions.

One of them spoke to comfort her.

"Don't panic, everyone. With Lingkong leading the team this time, Ye Tingmu may not be able to gain any benefit."

"Yes, we must not lose our composure. Zang is just exaggerating to scare us. He is just a fairyland and can't cause much trouble."

"We will wait for him here. Unless he stays in the fairy mountain for his whole life, he will never come back."

At this time, as Ye Tingmu entered the gate of the fairy mountain, the emperors began to disperse.

The remaining people also began to move towards the door.

However, in the gathering places of the three major clans, discussions about burials never stopped.

They were curious, why was the funeral so high-profile? Were they really not afraid of not being able to return?

They expressed their incomprehension about this.

Baili Jianhan and Baili Qianqiu also couldn't understand it.

In response to the two's questions, Ye Tingmu just smiled knowingly and said something.

"Don't panic, everything is under the control of this sword master."

He had already prepared a retreat, which was why he showed up so ostentatiously.

One reason is to make Broken Sword Mountain famous and let everyone in Santian know about it.

Secondly, it is to make the ten major immortal sects and the emperors of heaven live in worry.

And he thought it was quite fun, just to piss off these old guys to death.