Hearing this, Tang Mang's eyes turned slightly, locking in Feng Xingyun from afar, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, saying as if nothing had happened: "Who is he and what do I have with me?"
"Haha, it's really a ignorant person who is fearless."
Feng Xing laughed wildly.
He hated Tang Mang so much that he wished Tang Mang would die a good death.
Thinking of Chen Tao's identity, he smiled for a moment and said with a gloating look on his face: "It's okay to tell you the truth by boy Yang. Chen Tao's master is Mu Qinghong, the great elder of the inner sect of the Great Rome."
After saying that, his voice turned cold and he said sinisterly: "You killed Mu Qinghong's closed disciple today. This is Tai Sui's head. With Mu Qinghong's temper, you are waiting to be chased."
Many people present were shocked when they heard this. No one expected that Chen Tao was so big that he was the first person in the outer sect of Daluomen, but Mu Qinghong's closed disciple!
Mu Qinghong, the great elder of the inner sect of the Great Luomen, and the peak cultivation level of the Wanxiang Realm, is also a top-ranked master in Ganzhou.
The most important thing is that Mu Qinghong is extremely protective of his shortcomings. Someone beat his nephew a few years ago. Without thinking, he immediately killed the other party's family and slaughtered hundreds of people in his family without leaving any chickens and dogs. Cruel, chilling.
This incident alarmed the entire Ganzhou at that time, and everyone understood that Mu Qinghong was a lawless god of killing.
However, today, Tang Mang actually killed Mu Qinghong's closed disciple, which was much more serious than beating Mu Qinghong's nephew.
It is not difficult to imagine how bloody revenge Mu Qinghong would make when he learned the news that Chen Tao died tragically.
Thinking of this, many people looked at each other frequently, and their eyes involuntarily fell on Tang Mang.
They really want to know what expression Tang Mang would show after learning about Chen Tao’s origin.
Frightened?
disturbed?
Fear?
Or escape immediately and hide your identity?
But most people guessed it wrong.
Tang Mang was calm and did not escape. He just stood on the battle platform with a calm face, as if there was no one in the world, and nothing could scare him.
Looking at Tang Mang who was fearless and had a light face, many people were shocked, and some people said: "This boy is not afraid at all. Is the power behind him so powerful that he is not afraid of Mu Qinghong and Great Romon?"
Unfortunately, no one could answer him, but many people present vaguely guessed that the power behind Tang Mang might be really amazing, otherwise how could it be so calm?
Tang Mang's face was indeed very calm, but he remembered the name Mu Qinghongzhi in his heart.
After all, killing someone’s closed disciple is no different from digging someone’s ancestral grave and killing someone’s wife and children. How could Mu Qinghong give up?
Tang Mang seemed to have a calm expression, but he was secretly alert.
However, Feng Xingyun on the high platform in the north saw Tang Mang silent and stopped talking. He thought he was scared and laughed unscrupulously: "Haha, now I know you are afraid? It's a pity that it's too late, just wash your neck and wait. Let's be slaughtered."
"Fear?"
Tang Mang sneered secretly. Since he embarked on martial arts, he knew that this was a dangerous road. Every step of the crisis, he would be in danger of his life.
However, Tang Mang was fearless about this.
"Why, I'm so scared that I can't speak?"
Feng Xingyun became more and more proud when he saw that Tang Mang did not answer, and did not want to let Tang Mang go. He continued: "I will tell you another thing. A few years ago, someone beat Mu Qinghong's nephew, and Mu Qinghong later Kill the other party’s family and destroy the whole family.”
"If my nephew is beaten, he will destroy his entire family. Mu Qinghong is really cruel!"
On the high platform to the south, Leng Yuer frowned, and Wang Chen, Luo Xinglie and others changed their faces, and they were a little worried about Tang Mang's situation.
After all, the other party is the great elder of the inner sect of the Great Luomen. He is naturally extremely powerful and a murderous god. How will Tang Mang deal with Mu Qinghong's revenge in the future?
When Tang Mang heard Feng Xingyun's words, he also knew that Mu Qinghong would hate him to the core.
But when he knew, he had no fear on his face. He grinned slightly, showed his white teeth, looked at Feng Xingyun on the high platform in the north with a smile, and asked, "Have you finished speaking?"
"I……"
As soon as Feng Xingyun said, Tang Mang interrupted: "You can shut up after you finish speaking. Of course, if you have the courage, you might as well go on stage to discuss with me. I want to see if you are not only good at speaking, but also your skills are good at speaking.
How about your skills?"
"you……"
Feng Xingyun vomited three liters of blood, and shouted angrily: "I am in the middle stage of the True Gang Realm, but what kind of cultivation are you? You don't even have a Kaiyuan Realm, so you deserve to fight with me?"
He was both harsh and sarcastic, but he was a little lacking in confidence.
For a moment, many people present looked at Feng Xingyun with deep contempt.
A young man who had not reached the Kaiyuan realm spoke up to challenge the middle-stage master of the True Gang realm in front of the world. The latter actually made excuses to not dare to respond. This is simply a big deal of the world and is extremely ironic.
Of course, many people know that Feng Xingyun's cultivation is entirely produced by pills, and he has been addicted to women all year round, and he is strong on the outside and has no ability to exert the strength he should have in the middle stage of the True Gang Realm.
To put it bluntly, it is just an embroidered pillow and a candle.
In the eyes of many people, it is hard to say who will live and die if Feng Xingyun really wants to go on stage to fight Tang Mang in a life-and-death battle.
Feng Xingyun noticed countless disdainful gazes from all directions, bit his lips tightly, and his face was suddenly filled with haze.
However, his family knew his family's affairs and knew that even if he went on stage, he would not have much chance of winning. If he was not careful, he would really follow Shen Tao's footsteps and die in a bad way.
Seeing that Tang Mang was scruples and strongly killed Shen Tao without any mercy, Feng Xingyun could see that Tang Mang was definitely a cruel person who killed people without blinking.
In Feng Xingyun's view, even if his father Feng Wuji is present, Tang Mang would dare to kill someone suddenly.
Tang Mang also heard that Feng Xingyun had little confidence in his words, and he couldn't help but look sarcastic in his eyes and said coldly: "No need to say more nonsense, I'll ask you, do you dare to go on stage?"
These words are not bold, but powerful.
Do you dare to go on stage in the last sentence?
It was even more murderous, with a huge fighting spirit, and endless lingering sounds!
A young man who was seventeen or eighteen years old and had not yet reached the Kaiyuan realm, dared to make a bold statement to fight against a master in the middle stage of the Zhengang realm. Looking at the world, how many people can do it?
Many young warriors present felt ashamed of Tang Mang.
Feng Xingyun didn't expect Tang Mang to be so aggressive. After hearing his words, his expression suddenly stopped, and then he became furious: "Arrogant boy, you are looking for death."
"Haha, are you arrogant or I crazy? Besides, I crazy, what do you think you are crazy?"