Repugnant Gateway Chapter 322

As expected, the Korean experts stopped them on the way back.

"The killer shall pay with his life!"

The leader of the group, an old man wearing a Korean uniform, glared at An Zhe, "You are the Duke of Yan after all, how can you not be reasonable?"

How did my crown prince offend you?

How dare you kill someone in the street!

"If I don't tell you today that you will avenge my son by killing him, the Heavens will have no eyes for you!"

An Zeng was in a bad mood and couldn't be bothered to speak.

"If your son doesn't die, then God will have no eyes."

The old man raged, "That is a king!"

That is the crown prince of our Great Han!

So what if he had a conflict with you?

Can't you hold back a little?

A person like you is rude and unreasonable. Even if I don't kill you today, in the future, you will still pay the price for your ultimate arrogance. "

Du laughed in anger. "When your family's princes were scolding us on the street, why didn't you mention the words' presumptuous'?"

"Why didn't you say the four words' presumptuous and unreasonable 'when your family's crown prince intended to kill us?"

"The crown prince has a noble status, so why should he be the same as you?"

Even if the Crown Prince is a little extreme, it's not for you to teach him a lesson.

Since the Crown Prince was wrong, it was only natural that King Han came to admonish and admonish him.

"You murderers, you actually dare to argue with me?!"

Skinny Du shrugged his shoulders. "So, if he killed us, then we'll kill him. Anyway, he's the heir, so what if we kill him?"

After all, we are people with some status in the Yan Kingdom, your prince doesn't feel that we can't be killed.

So after all these years, how many people had he killed?

For the people who do not have the right to speak, who can reason with their death? "

"That's my business in Korea, none of your business!"

The old man angrily said, "I still say the same thing, kill someone and pay with their life!"

Either you die, or you wait for my Great Han to declare war on your Yan Kingdom! "

"I will leave a message for you to send back to Korea. Let the King of Korea declare war on our Yan Dynasty."

"Arrogant!"

The old man roared and reached out his hand to grab An Zeng's neck. "To accompany my son in death!"

An Xuan could feel a powerful aura from the old man. When he attacked, there was a fierceness to it that made people's hair stand on end.

However, in terms of severity, who could be compared with such a domineering way of fighting?

"You Koreans have reached a certain level of arrogance. When a Crown Prince goes out, he doesn't even have a guard that surpasses the Small Perfection Stage. I really don't know if it's because there aren't many Korean cultivators, or if it's because you guys are too arrogant."

"If you surpass the Small Perfect Stage, there is still a possibility of you killing me."

The old man's strength had already reached the peak of the Realm of Captivity, and he was also the enlightened master of the Golden Throne.

Of course, there was also a part of his sin in the domineering manner of Kim Jong-eun.

This time, Kim had led them out in a stealthy manner.

He overheard the conversation between Han Wang and his subordinate ministers, and he knew that Che Xianguo had such a grand occasion and that Xu Meimu was the most beautiful person in the world. Naturally, he drooled, and immediately he and his subordinates sneaked out.

Because of his mischievous nature, Kim was often absent from the palace, and after many days he had been gone, King Han did not know where he had gone.

No matter how great the world was, he felt that with his status as the crown prince of Korea, he could still make a trip to the capital.

Everywhere he went, people would be afraid of him. Even if it was Xu Mei-die, it wouldn't be a difficult task for him to get his hands on it.

He even fantasized about snatching Xu Meidu away after he arrived at Wise King Country. Who would give him back when he took her away first?

The so-called "ignorant is fearless" might be referring to people like Kim Jong Un.

However, this old man was different. He knew that the world was big, but he didn't try to dissuade him.

He felt that nothing would go wrong, that he would be able to take care of Jinjian even if he was here.

He had only left for a short while today, but Jin Zuen had already been instigated by the people of Quiet Country's Divine Meeting to find peace.

When the congregation saw Kim, Kim and his men stopped Anjou in the street.

When his men returned to report, he learned that they had hurried over with their men. All he saw was the corpse of Kim Jong-eun lying on the ground.

"You are too arrogant!"

A ball of cultivation power exploded in the old man's palm, right in front of An Xuan.

That power could shatter a boulder into dust.

The two of them were just inches away from each other, and the explosion of their power didn't even last a tenth of a second.

However, the moment the old man's power appeared, a violent electric current trapped the ball of cultivation power that was about to explode and forcefully compressed it back.

"Weak."

The electric currents in An Zaihai's hand became stronger, like hundreds of electric snakes moving in front of him, compressing the old man's cultivation base back into a mass of electric currents.

The ball of electricity returned to the old man's palm. The old man's arm started to shatter, and in just a moment, it was gone.

However, the power of his cultivation was not so strong as to let him go. It exploded on his chest.

The explosion sent the old man flying dozens of meters away.

It was the power of his own cultivation, which had caused him to explode into a bloody mess.

An Zeng withdrew his hand and stared coldly at the Korean guards. "You might never have thought that one day, you would also encounter someone who bullied you."

"This is Che Xian Country, the Peacock Hall is just above my head, so the four words' retribution '… it is also suitable to gift it to you."

In An Zhe's hands, the righteous and pure yang appeared. After a few people passed, a large part of the corpse fell.