Ao Lan believed that he was not as strong as Ao Qing. If Ao Qing could not do anything to Bian Lang, then he was even more helpless.
After crying and screaming for a long time, the madwoman fainted.
Bian Lang waved his hand and sent her back to the villagers standing in the distance.
"Do the immortals want to fight the Dragon King?" someone exclaimed.
They all knew that offending the Dragon King would mean no good weather or abundant harvests.
If Bian Lang really kills the Dragon King of the South Sea, it's impossible to predict what kind of life they will lead afterward.
Several women went to take care of the madwoman.
No matter what, we're neighbors living in the same village, so we should help each other out when we can.
"What will happen to us if the gods really kill the Dragon King?" an old man asked in a trembling voice.
Some people asked fearfully, "If the Dragon King kills the gods, will he kill us all too?"
The villagers were discussing the situation, but they were powerless to intervene and could only watch anxiously and fearfully.
"Bian Lang, do you really think I, the Dragon King of the Four Seas, am easy to bully?" Ao Lan said angrily.
Bian Lang chuckled and said, "You can't say that. All I see are you bullying the weak and innocent humans."
The situation is the same in the West Sea, and it's the same in the South Sea as well. I imagine it's the same in the East Sea and the North Sea as well.
"These kinds of things are always a matter of each side having their own reasons, and in the end, no one can really say for sure," Ao Lan sneered.
Bian Lang clenched his fist and said slowly, "So when I encounter something like this, I only trust my own fists."
"Not using the Pangu Axe?" Ao Lan was clearly using reverse psychology.
What they truly feared was Pangu's axe, not Bian Lang.
If Bian Lang can promise not to use the Pangu Axe, then He is confident that He can defeat Bian Lang in an instant and will never give him the chance to take out the Pangu Axe.
Bian Lang said dismissively, "Do I need to use the Pangu Axe to deal with a little dragon king like you?"
"Remember what you just said." Ao Lan's face was full of malice, as if he could already see Bian Lang reduced to ashes under his dragon flames.
Ao Lan turned around and transformed into a huge blue dragon, especially its blue eyes, which were like two blue moons, making it very eerie.
The villagers were terrified and retreated.
But given Ao Lan's size, a mere flick of its tail would be enough to easily destroy the entire fishing village.
Fortunately, Ao Lan's gaze was entirely fixed on Bian Lang.
At this moment, the villagers were all praying in their hearts, praying that Bian Lang could defeat Ao Lan, because they all had the same feeling that if Bian Lang was defeated, Ao Lan would definitely burn down the entire village and leave no survivors.
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