Su Ye thought that he had brought Xiao Qiyue with him, and he was in a good mood to congratulate Old Master Xuanyuan on his birthday.
But...
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mr. Yuan being strangled by the pressure of Salman. His face turned red and he couldn't even speak.
To be honest, Su Ye was heartbroken at that time!
He is a person who has never offended others unless others offend me.
But if someone dares to touch someone he cares about, don't blame him for being ruthless.
And this Salman dared to insult his grandfather in front of him. Isn't this asking for death?
Thinking of this, Su Ye held the rattan hand and exerted force!
"Crack!"
Salman's rattan was shattered inch by inch. In Su Ye's hands, it was broken from the middle all the way to the roots, and green juice splashed.
At the same time, Salman's complexion suddenly changed, and he screamed uncontrollably. He suddenly arched his waist and covered his forehead with his hands. His face was pale, and the veins on his forehead were pulsing.
Su Ye crushed not only the rattan he had condensed, but also directly hurt his soul.
The rattan is the condensed form of his Life Law and is connected to Divine Soul.
The vines shattered, and the soul was severely damaged.
At the same time...
Salman also felt that when Su Ye crushed his cane, he also shot a Divine Power, which penetrated straight along the cane and entered his body.
That Divine Power was like bone-corrosive poison, burning his body fiercely, making his body feel like a tearing pain came from his bone marrow.
And it's getting more and more painful.
It hurts more and more.
Salman's cries of pain became louder and louder, to the point where his whole body was twisted.
Seeing Salman's appearance, everyone present was shocked at first, and then felt an indescribable sense of joy.
Just now, how arrogant is this Salman relying on the power of Veteran King?
He was bullying the whole audience and strangling people.
They look like they are just ants.
But now, in front of Heavenly King Qi Ye, isn't it so painful that just a slight pinch makes you cry like a ghost?
This is the overwhelming gap in strength!
Salman covered his forehead and roared in pain, almost going crazy.
"Su Ye! How dare you touch me?!"
"Do you really think that just because you have become Heavenly King Qi Ye, you can do whatever you want?!"
"You attacked me because you wanted to despise my master, Second Heavenly King Freya?!"
"Are you trying to be disrespectful to Feng Ying?!"
He shouted hoarsely and moved out Freya and Feng Ying, hoping to suppress Su Ye.
But Su Ye just laughed.
He glanced at Salman, as if looking at a clown jumping up and down.
"Just you?"
"Also worthy of representing Second Heavenly King?"
"Also worthy of representing Feng Ying?"
He paused and his tone became more casual.
"Key costs five yuan a handful, do you deserve it?"
One sentence was like a loud slap on Salman's face.
The whole audience burst into laughter.
Who would have thought that I could still remember to say Xiehouyu at this time.
Heavenly King Qi Ye, you are very up to date with the times.
Salman's face turned blue and white in turns, and he was shaking with anger, but the severe pain in his soul left him without the strength to refute.
Su Ye was too lazy to look at him anymore, turned his head, and his eyes fell on Princess Elizabeth.
"You are, that Princess Feng Ying?"
Elizabeth's heart trembled suddenly.
She subconsciously met Su Ye's gaze, but she felt an invisible pressure coming over her.
The other person was obviously smiling, but that look in his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and send chills to their bones.
This legendary figure is younger than she imagined, and even more... terrifying.
But the oppressive feeling seeped out from her bones, making her legs feel weak and almost unable to stand. She subconsciously wanted to kneel down.
Fortunately, it was because she had been immersed in the royal family since she was a child. She forced herself to nod her head repeatedly, her voice trembling a little.
"Yes... yes, I am Elizabeth."
Su Ye was still smiling, and he took out a can of Ice Cola from nowhere, pulled the tab open with one hand, and took a sip into his mouth.
The cold liquid slid down the throat and into the body, making Su Ye squint in comfort.
"So, you are the one who said that Salman can represent the position of Feng Ying?"
"If I really kill Salman, will Feng Ying take action against Dong Huang?"
The words were so light, but Elizabeth felt his scalp go numb, and he was about to kneel down on the spot.
Her pretty face turned pale in an instant, and she didn't even care about etiquette. She waved her hands repeatedly, with a cry in her voice.
"No, no, no! How is this possible?!"
"Feng Ying and Dong Huang are good friends! They are best friends! They are brothers! How could they do anything?!"
Elizabeth At this moment, I felt unspeakable fear in my heart.
How powerful is Dong Huang today?
Of the three High God, which one is not Donghuang People?
Which of the newly promoted Heavenly King was not promoted because of Su Ye?
Not to mention, there is Su Ye, Ruthless Person who can even kill Demon Race Progenitor, sitting in charge.
It's too late to flatter such Dong Huang, Feng Ying, so how dare you embarrass them?
That's not embarrassing, that's seeking death!
Demon Race was fucked by Dong Huang's guy. Feng Ying couldn't even compare to one of Demon Race's toes.
If Dong Huang blows a breath, Feng Ying will perish.
At the same time, Elizabeth felt a deep resentment towards Salman.
Salman, how did you, King, cultivate to the top?
Can your mind be clearer?
Do you really think that Feng Ying is still the same as before, and with Second Heavenly King on his back, he can compete with Dong Huang?
Now Feng Ying can't even stop Dong Huang from blowing a breath!
If you are not careful, it will be a disaster for the country!
Even her father wanted to send her, the princess, to celebrate Old Master Xuanyuan's birthday. Isn't it just to make friends with Su Ye and Dong Huang?
It's better for you, not only can't you recognize your own position, but you can offend others to death as soon as you come up!
It's okay if you want to die yourself, don't drag her, drag Feng Ying with you!
Let's not bring disaster to Second Heavenly King Freya, okay?!
Freya is their Feng Ying's real backer. If Salman were to destroy her, she, she...
Elizabeth really wants to fight Salman!
Even if all the power of the royal family is exhausted, Salman must be killed first!
By the way, there's also that idiot Russell!
Elizabeth kept cursing Salman in his heart, and heard Su Ye Qingyue's voice ringing in his ears again.
"A good friend?"
"Princess Your Highness, when you say this, do you believe it?"
"Is this how you, Fengying Person, treat your good friends? If that's true... then I would like to try the way Feng Ying treats your good friends."
After the words fell, Divine Power surged in Su Ye's hand, and Salman's body suddenly twitched uncontrollably.
The severe pain in his soul came one after another, as if someone was cutting his soul piece by piece with a knife.
Salman's face was distorted with pain.
"Ah, no... kill me... ah, ah, kill me... stop torturing me..."
Suddenly, the entire Birthday Banquet scene echoed with Salman's shrill screams.