Chapter 520 Who Do You Think You Are?

Weng Haoxuan stood up furiously, his eyes were murderous and full of malice, and he said coldly: "Let them roll over!"

"This..." The servant hesitated for a moment, his face ugly.

"Why don't you go now!" Weng Haoxuan roared in anger, his lungs were about to explode.

"Yes." The servant rolled his throat, agreed, and left in disgrace.

The entire banquet scene fell into a dead silence because of Weng Haoxuan's raging anger, and no one dared to make any sound.

The new prince took office, and someone dared to hold the prince's housekeeper hostage to come to the door to make trouble. That person was simply daring.

This time, the new prince was going to be completely angry.

The crowd looked horrified, thinking in their hearts that no matter who came to make trouble, they would be in big trouble this time.

"Your Highness the Prince!" Just before Weng Haoxuan sat down, the servant who had just run away came back again, and this time his face was even more panicked.

"Asshole! Why are you back again?" Weng Haoxuan roared, his eyes almost wanted to kill people.

The crown prince was enthroned, and the dignitaries were entertained. This was the most glorious moment of his life, but this servant repeatedly came to disrupt the situation, making him lose face in front of everyone. How could he not be angry?

"Humph." The next moment, a cold laugh sounded, and then a figure staggered in and fell to the ground.

"Butler!" Weng Haoxuan looked closely and saw that the person on the ground was none other than the butler of the Prince's Mansion.

However, the butler at this time did not look like a butler at all. He was a dog that had lost its home, a street beggar, crawling on the ground, trembling, and dared not speak.

Many people present recognized the butler, and the shock in their hearts was all written on their faces.

I really didn't expect that someone would actually hold the butler hostage, and even come to the Prince's Mansion to show off.

At this time, a figure walked in directly, stepped on the butler, and shouted: "Weng Haoxuan, you are so arrogant, I am rolling over now, what can you do to me?"

The butler was stepped on the ground in front of everyone, which was simply stepping on Weng Haoxuan's face!

The crowd saw the face of the person clearly, and their faces were even more surprised. This was actually a teenager!

"Nie, Nie Tian!" Weng Haoxuan saw the face in front of him clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the shock and fear in his heart were infinitely magnified through his eyes, and he said stupidly: "Are you still alive?"

Yes, he was not wrong. The person who suddenly appeared in front of him and disrupted his glorious moment was Nie Tian.

Weng Haoxuan would never dream that Nie Tian was still alive.

He saw Nie Tian and others being cut by the thorny scorpion with his own eyes, how could the latter survive?

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense at all!

Although he didn't see the scene of Nie Tian's death with his own eyes, Weng Haoxuan believed that under that situation, Nie Tian would never have a chance of survival.

Moreover, the Abyss of Chaos has been closed for half a year. Even if Nie Tian survived at that time, how did he get out?

Everything made Weng Haoxuan puzzled.

"Nie Tian? Tianluo City Lord Nie Tian? Isn't he dead?" At this time, everyone reacted and looked at Nie Tian with more astonishment, as if they had seen a ghost.

Nie Tian was also a big figure in the Three Thousand Small Worlds. Half a year ago, he failed to come out of the Abyss of Chaos. At that time, it was already rumored that he died in the Abyss of Chaos.

Who would have thought that this person who had been dead for half a year would suddenly appear again.

"Your Highness, you really want me to die, right?" Nie Tian stared at Weng Haoxuan, his whole body was cold and chilly, and he released the murderous intent without any scruples.

Cold! The coldness that penetrated the soul!

The unbridled murderous intent was released, and everyone felt their bodies trembling with cold.

Weng Haoxuan listened to Nie Tian's words, and the voice of His Highness did not sound refreshing at all, but made him feel the murderous intent covering his whole body.

"City Lord Nie Tian, ​​I..." Weng Haoxuan finally reacted, his brain began to move, his eyes were filled with deep fear, and his whole body was shaking when he spoke.

"Who do you think you are!" Nie Tian interrupted Weng Haoxuan directly. He had already noticed the maids at the banquet and had recognized several of them. At this time, the anger in his heart completely broke out, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. Ling Ran scolded: "A scum like you is worthy of being a prince!"

"Bang!" The rolling sound fell, and Nie Tian's feet suddenly exerted force. A muffled sound suddenly broke out in the hall. The butler under his feet was directly trampled into a pool of blood and died tragically on the spot.

The brutal and bloody scene made the entire banquet scene fall into a deathly silence.

Everyone's expression was condensed, and their eyes were stupid.

The butler of the Prince's Mansion died just like that? Died at the banquet of His Royal Highness the Prince!

Weng Haoxuan's face froze, and he felt a loud explosion in his head, which made him dizzy. His body shook and he almost fell down.

The butler of the Prince's Mansion was trampled to death in front of him. His first reaction was not anger, but fear, desperate fear.

At this time, countless black-clothed warriors appeared, each with murderous intent, and they would rush forward at the command of Weng Haoxuan.

These warriors were all strong, all between the first and fifth levels of true essence, and were the retainers of the Prince's Mansion.

As the saying goes, soldiers are raised for a thousand days and used at one time. Now is the time for them to prove their value to Weng Haoxuan.

But what is strange is that Weng Haoxuan was so scared that his face turned pale and he looked confused. He did not look like a prince at all, and he did not order Nie Tian to kill.

"Your Highness, this man is too arrogant. He dared to act so arrogantly in the Prince's Mansion. He is really looking for death!" A voice suddenly sounded. It was the fat man who had teased Li Jiao'er before.

"Looking for death!" Nie Tian didn't even look at this person. He raised his hand directly. A trace of killing sword intent flew past. A stream of blood spurted in the air, and the fat man's head fell to the ground.

"Kill him!" At this time, someone shouted, and dozens of black-clothed warriors suddenly became more aggressive and wanted to take action.

Nie Tian was not afraid of these people. His whole body shook, and a surge of sword intent soared into the sky. With his current strength, he could defeat these dozens of Zhenyuan realm warriors alone.

"Who dares to move?" Just as Nie Tian was about to start a killing spree, a figure suddenly flashed behind him. It was Zhan Xiaoyi. He showed a black token in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Zhanyun Order!" The black-clothed warriors saw the token in Zhan Xiaoyi's hand clearly and exclaimed.

The other people at the banquet were stunned and horrified.

Who is this person, and why does he have the Zhanyun Order in his hand?

"Zhan Xiaoyi!" Others did not know Zhan Xiaoyi, but Weng Haoxuan did, and he spoke in surprise.

Zhan Xiaoyi sneered and said loudly: "I am the young master of Zhanyun Sect. Anyone who dares to move will be an enemy of Zhanyun Sect!"

The high-pitched voice fell, shocking everyone. The black-clothed warriors were horrified and retreated subconsciously.

"City Lord Nie Tian." Just as everyone was retreating, a figure took the initiative to stand up.

Nie Tian's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at the man, who turned out to be the master of spiritual formation, Yao Feike.