1541 Defend to the Death (1/2)

”You...” Ding Xiadong's face reddened like a ripe tomato.

The last time, he was beaten up by Old Luo. Then Chen Xiaobei took a toll on Xingxiu faction by denouncing them, and making things worse, he then extorted 100,000 Spiritual Stones out of them.

This matter had become the butt of jokes in China's Jianghu.

Chen Xiaobei touched a sore spot, slapping Ding Xiawu in the face with his arrogant chatter..

”Great faction leader Ding!” Chen Xiaobei grinned. ”I have a little bit of medical skills... based on your vital force, I can tell that your injuries have yet to heal completely! You better go back and take a good sweet rest. What if something happens to you in the tomb? It would be a great loss you know, if you die suddenly!”

”You… You are the one who'll die suddenly!” Ding Xiadong roared. ”I will make you a dead man now!”

The dispute quickly caught the attention of everyone surrounding them. All eyes were on the two, and people began to whisper amongst themselves.

”This is going to be a good show! Xingxiu God is going to kill Chen Zhufeng!”

”Isn't Chen Zhufeng supposed to be very powerful? Why is the Xingxiu God so brave?”

”Powerful my ass! Chen Zhufeng has powerful people backing him up! Now that they are not here, he'll die for sure!”

”Even if Ding Xiadong doesn't make a move, the Anti-bei Alliance will do so when the tomb is opened. It's a dead end for Chen Xiaobei wither way!”

”Chen Xiaobei is so brave huh! He knows that this is a 'Feast at Hongmen', and yet he still came!”

”That's not bravery! That's recklessness to the stupidest extent! Dumbass! Just watch. The Xingxiu God might be able to kill Chen Xiaobei with one stike!”

The majority of the thousands of people agreed that they were about to witness Chen Xiaobei's death.

”Dipshit! Do you have any last words? You better say them now!” Ding Xiadong spat.

”Last words?” Chen Xiaobei shrugged. ”Do you think that you have the ability to kill me?”

Chen Xiaobei was obviously unafraid of this threat. First of all, Ding Xiadong was still recovering from his previous injuries, and secondly, Chen Xiaobei had Osnur inside his Verdant Emperor's Divine Gourd. Even if they did eventually break into a fight, Chen Xiaobei would still be unafraid.

Unfortunately, Ding Xiaodong knew nothing of that, so he continued, ”I say this before the heroes of the world: if you are not dead today, I will bang my head on the wall until I kill myself!”

”Hehe!” Chen Xiaobei's heart did not even skip a beat at this threat.

He already had the Verdant Emperor's Divine Gourd in one hand, ready to release Osnur at any time, and kick Ding Xiadong's ass!

Suddenly, Liu Xuanxin stood in front of Chen Xiaobei. ”Stop it!”

This girl did not know about Chen Xiaobei's trump card, so out of worry for him, she ignored her Shijies' protests and pushed her way to the front.

”Huh?” Ding Xiadong snorted. ”What are you? How dare you block me?”

Because Liu Xuanxin was wearing a mask, her young voice made the senior Ding Xiadong address her with contempt.

After all, he was the faction leader of a high-rank reclusive ancient faction. He had demigod strength and he was not about to give face to a youngster.

”I am the seventh disciple of Ancient Tomb faction!” Liu Xuanxin said politely. ”Please give face to our faction leader, Long Zishan and let's talk this out!”

”Long Zishan? Hmph! Me? Give face to Long Zishan? Who will give face to me then?”