Yes, the Holy King is not dead yet.
However, he was not far from death.
His entire body had turned into a giant skeleton, with only white bones left. All the flesh and blood on his body had disappeared, making him look extremely terrifying and weird.
But he was not dead.
At least, the soul is still there.
Or perhaps, he practiced some secret method that allowed him to remain immortal, or perhaps, he had other ways to be reborn.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
At this time, he was no longer Tang Xiaobao's opponent.
But everyone present felt sweat on their backs.
Although the Holy King was close to death at this moment, the fact that he could stand here was a threat to everyone.
Especially for the people of the demon clan, seeing him was like seeing the most terrifying thing in the world.
Tang Xiaobao touched his nose and smiled, "Actually, I've been waiting for you to show up. I can't just go into the lava under the volcano and destroy your soul. Although I can do that, I don't want to do it. It's too much trouble. It's better to wait for you to jump down on your own."
"A sinister villain."
The Holy King's voice seemed to come from the void, filled with resentment.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Am I insidious? Are you regretting showing up now? Actually, you don't have to think so. Even if you hide down there, I will come down and destroy you. The continent has finally achieved peace, and you are the most uncertain factor, just like your best follower Fen. If you don't die, there will be no true peace on the continent. So, none of this matters. What matters is that you will die today. I won't let you be reborn like I did in my previous life. I don't have that kind of patience."
"You, an outsider, are truly despicable and shameless to the extreme."
The Holy King roared.
Tang Xiaobao said disdainfully, "Am I despicable? Please, could you use a different word to curse me? This is so low class, okay? Believe it or not, I can curse you for three days and three nights without repeating a word."
Verbal battles have always been what Tang Xiaobao is best at.
It's like an innate talent, no one can beat it.
At least, he hasn't met an opponent in all these years.
He learned all of this with the help of his younger sister Tang Xiaocao.
He said he was second to none in this world, and only Tang Xiaocao dared to say that he was first.
Apart from that, he truly looks down on others and doesn't take others seriously at all.
Sure enough, the Holy King became even angrier and roared, "You, you, you—"
"Fuck you, you're not good at fighting, and you're even worse at verbal battles. You're so weak, so weak! I despise you. I despise you on behalf of everyone on the continent, I despise you on behalf of the stars and the moon, I despise you on behalf of all humanity. I despise you, and I also despise your mother, your father, your entire family, and your ancestors for generations to come..."
sweat……
Tang Xiaobao started a verbal battle.
He started to curse non-stop.
Everyone's glasses fell to the ground.
Damn...
Is this still a bit of a noble style?
You are the heir of the temple.
You are the best master in the continent.
You are a powerful person who is half a step into the realm of God.
How can you do this? You don't care about your dignity or image at all!
Bullshit!
For Tang Xiaobao, image and face are sometimes worthless.
The most important thing is that you feel good when you curse.
He feels great cursing now.
But the person being scolded feels unhappy.
The Holy King was scolded so hard that he could not get a word in. His body was already shaking violently. Finally, he screamed fiercely, "Shut up!"
"Okay, I'll shut up."
Tang Xiaobao was very cooperative.
But his next words almost angered the Holy King to death.
"Look, I shut up, and you can't even explain it. I really despise you."
"you--"
"You ass, you your sister, you your whole family."
"You—"
"Fuck you."
"I--"
"I'm your sister."
The Holy King was furious.
The crowd moved away and retreated.
But Tang Xiaobao remained motionless. He said with a sneer on his face, "Don't lose your temper. Since I can't kill you with my scolding, you've got some skills. I won't scold you anymore. It's boring. You can't beat me in scolding anyway. You're no match for me."
sweat……
Everyone fainted again.
Is this okay?
After all this time, do you want to scold him to death?
Curse the famous Holy King to death?
Please, can you stop being so funny?
Tang Xiaobao continued, "Don't look at how happy you are now, but I know that you are already plagued by evil. Even if I don't take action, you won't be able to recover in a million years. In fact, your soul may not survive more than ten years. Of course, I won't give you a chance to be reborn. I understand the principle that wildfires cannot extinguish it, but spring breezes will bring new life. Oh, this is a poem, you must not have heard of it. I understand, it's a poem from my hometown, very famous. Hey, what's wrong with you? Aren't you angry anymore? Eh?"
Suddenly, Tang Xiaobao stopped.
Because he found that the Holy King opposite seemed to have really calmed down slowly.
Damn, have you figured it out?
Did you figure it out so quickly?
That would be too boring.
There is no sense of accomplishment.
He also wanted to piss the other person off to death.
Conquer the enemy without fighting.
If you can scold the other person to death, or make him angry to death, what a glorious achievement that would be.
"Why!"
Suddenly, the Holy King let out a long sigh.
This confused Tang Xiaobao.
"Are you okay? Why are you suddenly so sentimental?"
He asked curiously.
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