The black magician is feeling very uncomfortable right now.

Want to cry.

But unlike the pure discomfort before, now I feel like I want to cry after being cheated by my pig teammates.

He thought about it carefully.

He lived for more than a hundred years.

He has done a lot of bad things.

But it’s not like he didn’t do good things.

This is not the extent of the crime.

These are nothing but pig teammates.

The black magician mentally cursed Cronin for his stupidity.

If he could move now, Cronin would be the first to be killed.

This idiot has provoked an enemy for him that he must never provoke.

The black magician doesn't know the origin of Yang Xu, but this question is not important now. Because the aura about Yang Xu that makes the ancestors go crazy with fear is enough to prove that he is an existence that must not be provoked.

It should be avoided at a distance.

Even contact is prohibited.

But now, that pig-like teammate actually uses his name to provoke that terrifying existence that must not be offended!

The black magician cried silently, only hating that he was powerless now.

You can't kill your relatives just to prove your innocence!

At this time, the onlookers who had not yet left the hotel were all confused and stunned.

They looked at the angry Qingqiu Yun, then at Cronin with red and swollen cheeks, and finally fell on the black magician.

There are still people here who dare not give face to the black magician?

Haven't they heard of the reputation of the black magician?

Or do you mean that they are talented and bold?

"Hiss~~"

Seeing the conflict between Cronin and Yang Xu, Yao Yuan suddenly took a breath of air and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Damn it, do you want it to be so exciting?

Yao Yuan didn't know Yang Xu's origin, but he remembered Lei Ming's evaluation of him.

horrible!

There are only a handful of practitioners who can be evaluated like this by Lei Ming. Only those who stand at the top of practitioners can receive such an honor.

The reputation of the black magician has been forged with the blood of countless enemies over more than a hundred years.

He is known as one of the most mysterious and powerful practitioners in the world.

Ranked among the top 100 global powerhouses.

Thinking of the upcoming conflict between two of the world's top cultivators, Yao Yuan only regretted that he had cared too much about his face and not left early.

But it shouldn't be too late now.

Yao Yuan thought secretly and whispered anxiously: "Master, let's withdraw."

"If we wait for them to fight, I'm afraid this place will be razed to the ground."

Lei Ming said nothing, and looked at the black magician carefully, thoughtfully.

"Need not."

His tone was calm, as if he didn't pay attention to the crisis at hand.

Yao Yuan was also a little confused.

It's already this time, why are we still here?

He hurriedly said: "Master, if those two fight..."

"Can't fight."

Lei Ming took a sip of tea and his eyes became extremely solemn.

Just now, he discovered something unusual.

The black magician was injured and seriously injured!

Very serious injuries.

Although the black magician had been using his hands to cover up the fact that he was coughing up blood, when he put down his right hand tremblingly, blood fell to the ground along the cracks in his palm.

rare.

But Lei Ming still noticed it.

And his words made Yao Yuan's eyes widen, full of doubts and confusion.

"What?"

Can't fight?

Isn’t this all a fight?

"Peng~~"

Just when Yao Yuan was extremely confused, he saw the black magician suddenly stood up and slapped his hand on the table.

Peng's loud noise attracted everyone's attention.

"It's over, the black magician is angry."

"God, they are really crazy. They dare to provoke the legendary black magician. Maybe we should have left here earlier."

"Damn, I hope we won't be affected."

The black magician slapped the table, and everyone's expressions changed.

The faces of the onlookers who knew the black magician's past changed drastically, with obvious worry and fear in their eyes.

Yao Yuan looked at Lei Ming with great resentment.

Real person, is this what you mean by not being able to fight?

Cronin was also taken aback.

He covered his red and swollen cheeks with one hand and looked at the black magician like an aggrieved daughter-in-law, his eyes full of panic and uneasiness.

"Sir, my lord, I, I will take care of it right now."

Cronin just thought that he didn't do it well, which made the black magician furious.

Thinking of the legend of the black magician, Cronin's heart was almost swallowed up by fear, and his legs became weak with fear.

After listening to Cronin's words, the black magician wanted to slap him to death.

But just standing up forcefully consumed almost all his strength. At this moment, except for simple expressions and movements, he could hardly make any more reactions.

The black magician glared at Cronin, trying to stop this idiot.

But according to Cronin, the meaning is completely different.

Cronin's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and the back of his spine was soaked.

God, the black magician is dissatisfied with his own incompetence.

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

Cronin wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, bowed his head and hurriedly expressed his fear that he might be punished by the black magician if he was just a second too late.

"Pfft!"

The black magician's face turned red and his eyes began to become bloodshot.

Fuck your ancestors!

What exactly did I do to provoke you? How could you possibly harm me like this?

I.......

The black magician couldn't bear it anymore and had to take back the power to suppress the ancestral spirit in order to gain control of the body.

This is very costly.

It can cause serious damage to the body and even threaten life.

But the black magician couldn't care less at this moment.

He was afraid that if this idiot continued to stir things up, he might no longer need to think about future matters.

"Pfft~~"
To be continued...