Drunken Swordsman: I choose the ruthless way, why are you crying?

Chapter 58 I am a disciple of Langya Holy Land, and it is not your turn as an outsider to lecture me. Get out!

The crisp sound of applause echoed between heaven and earth.

From Shi Huang provoking Qin Hao to being slapped by Qin Hao, it all happened so fast that everyone was shocked. They didn't even see Qin Hao's movements clearly, they only felt a powerful breath flash by like a gust of wind.

Shi Huang was stunned for a moment by this sudden slap, and his originally arrogant face turned dull in an instant.

But he soon realized what was happening. He was furious, his features twisted in anger, and he shouted, "Qin Hao, you dare to hit me? You are courting death!"

As he spoke, spiritual energy surged wildly throughout his body, and the air around him was stirred by this force, forming ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

He formed seals with his hands, ready to teach Qin Hao a lesson.

Seeing this, Qin Hao snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain.

His hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and a sharp sword energy faintly emanated from the scabbard, as if it could not wait to break out of the scabbard.

When everyone saw this scene, they urged the sedan chair to retreat, their faces full of excitement and anticipation, ready to watch a wonderful show.

However, at this critical moment, a powerful breath suddenly came from afar.

This aura was like a surging tide, overwhelming and making everyone present feel depressed.

A figure flashed like a meteor, and everyone's attention was drawn to it.

The person who came was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

He is tall and slender, with a posture as straight as a pine tree, an extraordinarily handsome face, sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, a high nose bridge, and eyes as deep as the sea, which makes people feel extremely cold.

Her black hair was casually tied behind her head, adding a touch of unrestrained style.

He exudes an otherworldly aura, and every step he takes seems to carry the rhythm of heaven and earth, which makes people involuntarily impressed.

"This is..." Inside the flying sedan of the Langya Holy Land, a look of surprise flashed across Mu Qingfeng's eyes.

"Nie Xiaoyao has actually come out of seclusion!"

The person who came was actually Nie Xiaoyao, the Holy Son of Langya!

His appearance was like a god descending from heaven, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Nie Xiaoyao looked at Qin Hao, his eyes were like cold stars in the cold night, cold and sharp, flashing with fierceness.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and scolded, "Qin Hao, how can you be so reckless and attack in front of this Void Sky Realm? You broke the etiquette of my Langya Holy Land!"

His voice was not loud, but it seemed to carry a tremendous force. Every word was like a heavy drumbeat, striking in everyone's hearts with an irresistible force.

It was as if these words did not come from his mouth, but came directly from the sky, pressing people to the point of suffocation.

What a strong momentum!
Qin Hao's pupils suddenly shrank. It was just one sentence, but it still carried a strong pressure.

The strength of Nie Xiaoyao from the Langya Holy Land in front of him is extraordinary!
"Lower your head and apologize!"

Before he finished speaking, Nie Xiaoyao slowly released a powerful pressure, which was like an invisible mountain, carrying a tremendous force, crushing towards Qin Hao.

Even the air around was frozen by this pressure, making it difficult to breathe.

Nie Xiaoyao tried to use this tremendous pressure to make Qin Hao bow his head, admit his mistake, and apologize obediently.

Shi Huang saw that Nie Xiaoyao came out to help him punish Qin Hao, so he hurried forward.

His waist was bent very low, and his face was full of ingratiating smiles.

Facing such a strong man, he would definitely not be as arrogant as he was when facing Qin Hao.

"Saint Son Nie, you have to make the decision for me! Qin Hao is too arrogant! He actually dared to hit me in front of so many people. He simply doesn't take you and the Holy Land seriously!" Shi Huang said, looking at Nie Xiaoyao eagerly, expecting to get his support.

His attitude was extremely humble, like a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy, and he completely lost the dignity of being the eldest prince of the Stone Kingdom.

Seeing this scene, Shi Luoyan, who was in the Shi Kingdom's flying sedan, was immediately furious. He was servile and submissive, bullying the weak, and completely bringing shame to the Shi Kingdom!

Nie Xiaoyao's face darkened when he heard this, and his expression instantly became extremely cold.

There was a flash of disgust in his eyes, as if he had seen something that disgusted him extremely.

He suddenly turned his hand and slapped Shi Huang in the face again. This slap contained such powerful strength that Shi Huang was spun in the air.

Shi Huang's body lost balance like a fallen leaf, and then fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Nie Xiaoyao shouted angrily: "It is not your turn as an outsider to lecture on the affairs of the disciples of the Holy Land. Get out of here!"

His voice rang in Shi Huang's ears like thunder, making his ears buzz and his head dizzy.

Shi Huang fell to the ground after being slapped, his face full of disbelief.

His eyes widened, as if their eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets. The blood from the corners of his mouth dyed his clothes red, and the muscles on his face twitched violently with pain.

He never expected that he would be slapped hard in the face again.

When the people around saw this scene, they were all silent and dared not say a word.

Only Nie Xiaoyao's voice was still echoing in the air, the lingering sound making people feel cold.

This Langya Saint seems to have a bad temper.

No matter what, the eldest prince of Shi Kingdom represents the face of Shi Kingdom, but he dared to slap the other party in front of many dynasty children.

After a palm strike, Nie Xiaoyao turned his gaze to Qin Hao again and said coldly: "I asked you to bow your head and apologize, why didn't you do it?"

Qin Hao was speechless and looked at the other party coldly.

Seeing this, Nie Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly and pressed towards Qin Hao with great pressure.

However, Qin Hao remained calm. He straightened his back and looked at Nie Xiaoyao firmly, like a pine tree standing proudly in the wind.

Regardless of whether the wind blows from east to west, from north to south, I will remain unmoved.

There was fearlessness in his eyes, a determination that went deep into his bones, declaring to Nie Xiaoyao that he would never surrender.

It was like a sharp sword, determined to break Nie Xiaoyao's pressure.

As the pressure increased, Qin Hao's body became more and more tense. The Netherworld Demon Sword trembled slightly, and its momentum rose, as if it would take action in the next moment.

Nie Xiaoyao was slightly stunned when he saw Qin Hao was so determined.

A hint of surprise flashed across his handsome face. Obviously, he didn't expect that Qin Hao could be so calm in the face of his pressure that was enough to scare most people.

After a brief moment of daze, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. The arc was so small that it was almost imperceptible without careful observation.

Then Nie Xiaoyao said, "Not bad, no wonder he was able to defeat Qingfeng."

His tone seemed calm, but it contained a hint of imperceptible admiration.

However, he deliberately concealed this admiration under his cold tone, as if it was just a casual remark.

(End of this chapter)