Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Not only will you return the things you robbed me later, but you will also have to get out of Tianxiahui!" Manager Zhang roared angrily. His voice echoed in the trading house, attracting whispers and horrified looks from the people around him. .

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. He slowly walked up to Manager Zhang, looked down at him, and said softly: "Haha, get out of the Tianxiahui? I'm afraid your words won't count."

His voice is low and magnetic, as if there is a kind of magic that attracts people involuntarily.

He raised his head, glanced around at the people around him, and continued: "Look, I was planning to leave, but you insisted on letting me stay. Well, since you are so enthusiastic, you can compensate me later. Three million in mental damages."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar around him.

Three million in mental damages? This is simply an astronomical figure! Everyone looked at Ling Xiao with both surprise and admiration. They knew that this disciple of the Upper House was not only powerful, but also courageous and far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Under everyone's gaze, Ling Xiao walked straight to an exquisite wooden chair and sat down without hesitation.

He was wearing a green robe, with a silver belt around his waist, inlaid with exquisite gems, shining with dazzling light. He sits upright and confidently, as if the entire trading house is his stage.

Ling Xiao's eyes shone with determination, and he knew exactly what attitude he should show at this moment.

I know that in that kind of situation, the weaker I appear, the more I will attract the attention of the Heavenly Society and put myself in a more dangerous position. After all, now that I have no backer, I am no longer the newbie who has just arrived and needs to act cautiously.

"Brother Zhang, how come he is still so hot-tempered at such a young age? He screams and kills at every move." Qizhangyuan smiled, my face was gentle, and I was wearing a dark blue robe with embroidered The silver cloud pattern looks both majestic and elegance.

My face is old and resolute, and my eyes are like lightning, shining with sharp light, as if I can penetrate all illusions.

I shook the jade fan in my hand heavily, as if I was enjoying the farce, but there was a sharp light in my eyes.

"Haha, you want to see who is so arrogant and dares to touch the talented disciple of your lower house." Ling Xiao's voice revealed a bit of playfulness and enthusiasm, and my eyes twinkled like cold stars.

As my hot laughter echoed in the air, suddenly, seven bright lights appeared in the sky below the trading house, like shooting stars piercing the night sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

I never thought that for one Ling Xiao, the Seven Little Masters would be dispatched at the same time.

Ling Xiao sat there and looked up at the old man. I felt the terrifying aura emanating from the old man's body, as if a towering mountain was pressing on my heart, leaving me unable to breathe.

But Ling Xiao didn't shrink back, I still remained calm and calm, and asked calmly: "What, are you planning to ask what happened and come to investigate?"

After a moment, an oppressive and terrifying aura quickly enveloped the sky below the trading house like a dark cloud, making the entire space seem to freeze. The originally bustling trading house instantly became noisy, and everyone held their breath for fear of falling victim to the terrifying aura.

The old man snorted hotly, his eyes like daggers pointed at Hong Jia in particular. My face was full of anger, as if I wanted to tear Hong Jia into pieces. I said solemnly: "Huh, no matter what the reason is, if he dares to kill someone in the trading house and hurt Manager Zhang, it is a felony and he deserves to be killed!"

The light dissipated, revealing seven majestic figures, none other than the Seven Little Masters of the Lower Courtyard. We were dressed in luxurious robes, with fluttering skirts and solemn expressions, like seven immortals from heaven.

I looked around for seven weeks, and everywhere I looked, there were whispers and surprised looks. But I didn't care, I just smiled and continued to maintain my confidence and vulnerability. I understand in my heart that it is arrogant to have no backer. When is this the time to be arrogant? Once you have a backer, any thought of being arrogant is just empty talk.

However, I am also vague, now is still the time to provoke Hong Jia. Although that young man seems arrogant, he is actually very scheming. Who knows what crazy things I will do. Although Manager Zhang was full of satisfaction, he could only endure it for the time being and wait for the opportunity to come.

This terrifying pressure even shattered the seat far away from Ling Xiao, and sawdust flew like snowflakes. No matter whether the old man moved or not, I didn't even give Ling Xiao a show of force, trying to scare the young man.

The appearance of the Seven Little Master Courtyard instantly brought the originally relaxed atmosphere to a low point. The terrifying aura beneath us swept in like a storm, directly shattering the killing intent released by the old man in the secret courtyard. The surrounding air seemed to be frozen by that breath, making it difficult to breathe.

However, Hong Jia did not show any fear. I was still sitting outside, looking at the old man hesitantly, as if he was confronting a mountain.

Immediately afterwards, a figure fell from the sky at an astonishing speed and landed with a crash, making the ground seem to shake. The Su Zhike was wearing a white robe, with the hem fluttering in the wind, exuding a sense of majesty and domineering.

"All seven of them are here. Who is this person? Why can't all seven of them be sent out at the same time?" The old man from the Secret Academy asked in shock, my voice full of doubts and solutions. I really think it makes sense that Ling Xiao, that seemingly special young man, doesn't have enough charm to attract the attention of the Seventh Branch of the Lower House.

"Who is so cowardly that he dares to come to Tianhui Trading House to cause trouble!" My voice was like thunder exploding in the trading house, making people's eardrums hurt. The voice was full of anger and majesty, making people feel fear and awe involuntarily.

Wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, I just silently observed Ling Xiao, but my heart was full of disdain and ridicule. I suspect that when my backer comes, the big guy will show his true colors and become crazy again.

As he spoke, the old man's whole body was full of murderous aura, as if it was condensing into something special. My momentum is getting weaker and weaker, as if it is going to swallow up the entire trading house. The air around me seemed to be distorted by my momentum, making strange whining sounds.

When the old man from the secret courtyard saw this, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes showed shock. Although I am a member of the Secret Courtyard, the status of the Seven Little Masters of the Lower House is ordinary. We are only the Seventh Little Master of the Lower House, and we are also the elders of the Secret House. Our status is far higher than that of my deacon.

Manager Zhang stood aside and stared at Ling Xiao warmly.