C2652 It's Not Worth Sympathy
C2652 It's Not Worth Sympathy
Waves of killing intent surged towards the Blue Feather Wolf.
The expression of the Blue Feather Wolf, who originally had a look of disdain on his face, changed.
"Hmph... So what if you want to kill me? I'm standing right here, do you dare to attack me?"
"If you dare to make a move, I'll make the entire Cloud City Alliance bankrupt."
Thinking of this, the Blue-feathered Wolf became even more complacent.
Although this killing intent was strong, as a Dragon Realm powerhouse, the Blue-feathered Wolf's killing intent could not actually harm him.
He puffed out his chest, and the disdain in his eyes became even stronger.
Come and hit me! Come and hit me!
He wanted the Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator to attack him!
This way, he might be able to obtain even more perfect Dragon Realm pill. If he was beaten up once, he would be able to receive compensation from the Dragon Realm Perfect Pills. So what if he was beaten up ten times?
The Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator would definitely not accidentally kill him.
Therefore, he had nothing to fear.
The Green Feather Wolf's disdain for him had only increased, causing the Martial Cultivator to become even angrier.
They stood together and walked towards the Green Feather Wolf.
Fight, they really wanted to beat the Azure Feathered Wolf, and even wanted to kill him.
The Green Feather Wolf panicked when he saw the Martial Cultivator of the Cloud Alliance walking towards him with a ferocious expression on their faces, especially when they saw the intense killing intent in someone's eyes.
He cherished his life. It was alright to hit him, but he didn't want to be killed.
Even if he killed him and compensated him with more Dragon Realm Perfect Pills, it would not be worth it.
He was already dead. What was the use of Dragon Realm Perfect Pills?
Families could obtain benefits, but the condition was to sacrifice themselves. Other families might do so, but the Azure Feathered Wolf would definitely not. He valued his own life more than anything else.
In the other clans behind him, a patriarch pulled the Green Feather Wolf's sleeve and said, "Lower your head, quickly lower your head."
Hearing this, the Green Feather Wolf hurriedly listened to the patriarch's words.
After he lowered his head, the Cloud City Alliance's Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator paused for a moment.
Just now, the Green Feather Wolf was provoking them. Therefore, they wanted to go over and beat him up.
It didn't matter even if it was compensation for some pill.
But now, the other party had already lowered his head. In order to feel good, paying an even greater price didn't seem to be very worthwhile.
The Cloud City Alliance's impulsive Martial Cultivator, which wanted to kill the Blue Feathered Wolf, also calmed down. Killing a Blue Feathered Wolf was not a big deal.
The Blue Feathered Wolf was just a piece of trash. If they encountered it in the wild, they would just kill it.
However, this was Cloud City. This was truly their Cloud City Alliance's Alliance Master Lian's mistake.
If they killed the Blue-feathered Wolf at this time, the consequences would be very bad.
Seeing the Azure Feathered Wolf lower its head, the anger in their hearts calmed down quite a bit.
The Martial Cultivator all returned to their seats.
What happened here was seen by all the Martial Cultivator.
They didn't think that the Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator had done anything wrong.
Many of the Martial Cultivator felt that the Martial Cultivator of these major powers truly did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.
They did not contribute a single bit to the Skydragon World, and they were taking away the benefits of ordinary Martial Cultivator.
They didn't have the courage to fight the Poison Demon, nor did they have the strength to fight the Poison Demon. They were living a comfortable life all day long.
The Cloud City Alliance was fighting against the Poison Devil, and Qin Ming was risking his life.
But?
What he got was not respect, but contempt.
These people deserved to die. To think that he was still sympathizing with them in the beginning. They were truly not worthy of sympathy.