I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 208 Like a Real Dragon
[Wu Ju Lou]!
When this brand new pavilion stands in the sea of clouds in Baiyujing, when two bridges extend from the left and right of the magnificent pavilion and extend into the misty sea of clouds.

Chen Zhian's nervous mood finally seemed to be relieved, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And the Xuanlou soul that had just fallen into Chen Zhian's hands, at some point, flew into Baiyujing and fell into the Wuju Tower.

A ray of light shone in the pavilion.

And the bridge became much more solid.

Chen Zhian looked around and saw two rays of light flowing in the pavilion.

The light shone brightly, forming two human figures.

One is [Jiao Nu], and the other is [Fu Ting Jun]'s soul.

But Old Huang Liang is not among them.

"So, to use this pavilion, we need a strong person's soul as consumption?"

Chen Zhian frowned slightly...

Now in Baiyujing, the only one who has the fighting power should be Lao Huangliang.

Chen Zhian always had a premonition that Old Huang Liang must be a cultivator of good fortune. Qin Dadu Yu had said that cultivators of good fortune also had strong and weak strengths, but the feeling that Old Huang Liang gave Chen Zhian was... unfathomable.

Even though he had been defeated by others before, Chen Zhian still felt that Lao Huang Liang's cultivation should be extraordinary even among people of destiny.

"For a person like Lao Huangliang to cross the void and come to our world from Baiyujing, he must have needed many powerful souls."

Chen Zhian sighed.

"Jiao Nu has no fighting power, and Fu Tingjun should be very powerful, but he has no physical body, only a trace of spiritual energy..."

"It seems that in the short term, if I want to borrow the name of the Lord of Baiyujing to make Old Huang Liang appear in the world and kill people for me, I'm afraid it will be a little long in the future."

"but……"

Chen Zhian's spirit flickered and fell on the southern flowing scenery again.

The flames of Nanliujing were flickering and shining, with a little light appearing and disappearing in it.

"This Baiyu Capital is already able to extradite newcomers."

Chen Zhian was looking forward to it, but he also understood that... it would take several hours for Nan Liujing to extradite the newcomer and everything would go smoothly.

He doesn't have time to extradite newcomers now.

“What’s more, even if we extradite a stronger newcomer, Qi Tianchong’s Xuanlou Yuanshen is not enough to support Wu Ju’s entry into the world.”

Chen Zhi calmed down and stopped thinking about the pavilion.

His spiritual energy was about to leave Baiyujing, but he vaguely sensed that Wuju Tower seemed to have a spirit, and a stream of spiritual energy flew into the gray sea of clouds in Baiyujing.

"Where did this spiritual energy go?"

Chen Zhian became curious, and in a flash, his spiritual energy merged into one, and he actually fell into the gray sea of clouds.

This dark sea of clouds is the mysterious place of Baiyujing that has never been revealed.

There should be cities and towers inside.

Chen Zhian's spiritual energy flew into it, and he only felt that everything was hazy and mysterious.

But in this haziness and mystery...

He still noticed a clue!
"Something seems to be sleeping in this sea of clouds."

He sensed an extremely mysterious and powerful aura, with extremely regular fluctuations, which even rolled up the dark sea of clouds!

The wave was so huge, just like the tide rolling in the vast ocean!
"It's like there's an extremely huge immortal god breathing in and out."

Chen Zhian was startled, and the spiritual energy continued to penetrate deeper, and Chen Zhian sensed the brilliance of Nan Liujing in it again.

Threads of light shine on that mysterious place, as if nurturing life.

And Nan Liujing's light also fell on Chen Zhian's divine aura.

For a moment...

An equally mysterious message fell into his thoughts.

"This immortal god that breathes in and out like the tide is the third city of Baiyujing! It is also... the body and flesh of the Lord of Yujing in Baiyujing!"

Chen Zhian was suddenly surprised.

“My divine essence fell into Baiyujing, but it was just an incarnation.

But when this third city besides Nanliujing and Kunlunze awakens, I will have a physical body in Baiyujing... I just don't know what the function of this physical body is. "

Chen Zhian was looking forward to it.

"Nanliujing and Kunlunze are both mysterious and extraordinary. The third city of Baiyujing must be no weaker!"

He left Baiyujing with joy and turned to look at Qi Tianchong's body.

The pear blossom sword pierced through Qi Tianchong's soul, and several treasures in his soul were scattered all over the ground.

Without taking time to take a closer look, Chen Zhian put all the treasures into Shan Tingyu, then scanned them with his divine power and found a Qiankun treasure bag from Qi Tianchong, and then continued on his way.

The spring breeze blew from the pear blossom sword, covering Chen Zhian's whereabouts.

Only then did Chen Zhian circulate his divine energy, which fell into the Shanting Jade and the Qiankun Treasure Bag.

Lingbao, Tiandan, and two kinds of magical power inheritance...

"The fourth-grade magical power, the Heaven-Swallowing Fist..." Chen Zhian was a little disappointed.

He originally thought that a cultivator at the Xuanlou realm should have at least a third-grade magical power inheritance, but it turned out that this Heaven-Swallowing Fist Manual was only a fourth-grade magical power.

But he changed his mind and felt that this was normal...

He was in Xuantianjing, and the people he came into contact with were either the young masters and young ladies of the six surnames of Dayu, or the geniuses mentioned in the Young Tiger Monument.

Often when one enters the Yuque realm, even if one has only reached the Tianguan level of cultivation, one is already able to practice fourth-grade magical powers. With the guidance of seniors, one does not have to worry about not being able to understand.

Although Qi Tianchong is at the Xuanlou realm, he comes from an ordinary family. It is likely that he got these fourth-grade magical powers from Jiaoxiang Gong or the Longxi Xie family.

“However, the strong men in the Xuanlou realm are indeed extremely powerful. They can actually exert the power of the fourth-grade magical power to that extent.”

Chen Zhian stood on Ye Yuezhou and flipped through the boxing manual.

And a ray of his divine energy had already fallen into the Kaiyang Palace of Nanliu Jing. Purple Qi and Yellow Court surged in succession, turning his already genius-like comprehension into an unparalleled one.

However, after traveling several hundred miles, this fourth-grade magical power had been engraved into his innate womb, and even various insights emerged in his mind, making his understanding of the Heaven-Swallowing Fist Manual even deeper.

"This boxing technique is powerful and domineering, and it is quite suitable when combined with my Ba Xia Dragon Body."

Now Chen Zhian has engraved four magical powers.

Except for the Nine Heavens Divine Power which is a fifth-grade divine power.

The Overlord Dragon Body, the Mountain and River Blade, and the Heaven Swallowing Fist are all fourth-grade magical powers...

He is at the fourth level of innateness and has cultivated four-grade supernatural powers in three different fields, and has achieved great success in all of them. He is truly a monstrous person.

“It’s a pity that the two true disciples of Daoxuan Sect didn’t bring any magical powers with them. They only have one heavenly skill. Otherwise, they would have obtained the magical power of the fifth level of innateness.”

While Chen Zhian was thinking, his spiritual energy swept over the classic book that fell into Qi Tianchong's soul.

【The Mysterious Scripture of the Heavenly Demon Seed】…

"A heavenly power of unknown grade." Chen Zhi'an frowned as he flipped through the Heavenly Demon Scripture. He finally understood why Qi Tianchong, even though he could sense his whereabouts, did not bring the Yuque monks from the Xie family with him, but came here alone... wanting to capture him alive.

"The magic of the devil seed is amazing. Through the devil seed, the devil puppet is cultivated. After success, the soul will move into the devil seed and take over the nest!"

Chen Zhian's eyes flickered, and he felt more and more that the greatest treasure Xie Wujiu gave him was not the 20,000-forged Yunchuan sword, but the demon seed!
"However, how did such a technique fall into Qi Tianchong's hands?"

Chen Zhian first thought of Xie Wujiu and then Jiao Xiangong. Although Qi Tianchong was a strong man in Yuque, Xie Wujiu or Jiao Xiangong might not be magnanimous enough to teach him such a wonderful method.

"There must be something strange about this martial arts manual... Let Jiao Nu study it carefully first."

While thinking, Chen Zhian looked determined as he went straight to Xueya Mountain.

Faintly, he could sense that not far from the Snow Cliff Mountain, there were already Jade Que monks setting up formations, or perhaps there were mysterious treasures hanging high in the sky, locking down the surroundings of the mountains.

If I want to go to Xueya Mountain, I'm afraid I have to pass this level.

And there, I am afraid that many Yuque strongmen are waiting.

Chen Zhian looked down at the pear blossom sword at his waist. The sword had no scabbard, and a ray of light flashed from time to time on the green sword.

He took a deep breath, then took out a pill, swallowed it, and pressed it under his tongue.

The road ahead is bumpy and full of dangers.

Chen Zhian never regretted it. He had to take some dangerous roads, otherwise he would not be himself.

-

On a mountain three hundred miles away from Xueya Mountain.

Around Fan Yuheng's body on Floating Sword Mountain, streams of clouds flowed slowly, and the famous sword on his back also emitted a cool glow.

The flowing clouds and the radiance made the Lord of Floating Sword Mountain look like an ethereal immortal.

His divine energy flowed and fell within a radius of several hundred miles...

At this time, he no longer had many taboos.

Because more and more powerful people have descended here, there are also extraordinary figures in Xuan Tianjing who have come here to see what the outcome of the hundred-mile battlefield will be.

When the clouds pass by.

Another figure suddenly appeared beside Fan Yuheng.

The figure was quite short and her face looked extremely young, just like a daughter of eight or nine years old.

But this daughter was wearing a mature Taoist robe, with a Taoist bun, and had an old-fashioned look in her eyes.

"How should this young man surnamed Chen break the impasse?"

This person frowned, but there was a lot of doubt in his eyes: "There are more and more people from Daoxuan Sect and the Six Surnames of Dayu.

Chen Shuijun is overwhelmed and probably cannot help him.

Even though he has an extraordinary talent for swordsmanship and holds the newly born sword, the sword's sharpness has its limits... How can a fourth-level Xiantian realm turn the tide?"

She spoke slowly.

Fan Yuheng, who was standing aside, tilted his head and thought, remembering how Chen Zhian learned the sword intent of Yun Zhongjun from him in Prince Duanque's pasture.

At that time, Chen Zhian had just stepped into the first level of innateness.

It hasn't been long since then, and this monster has already reached the fourth level of the innate realm!
"Chen Zhian has come a long way and has made many achievements. No one in Xuantianjing will underestimate him anymore."

Fan Yuheng shook his head and said, "All those who have set their sights on Chen Zhian either want to kill him or are waiting for the October Young Tiger Monument to be changed.

I want to see if Chen Zhian can step into the top 20 of the Tiger Cub Monument, but this time... Chen Zhian fell into a bet between the two parties and had to give away his sword, which made his future even more uncertain. "

"Hermit, do you think Chen Zhian will die in front of Xueya Mountain?" Fan Yuheng looked at the child.

The daughter who was called the mountain man thought about it and sighed: "I really don't know how he is going to break the deadlock.

Four Xuanlou, two Xuanchi... and one Xuanfu, plus the Yuque people from Tianguan and Tianmen, a total of twenty-one Yuque are waiting for him to come.

Chen Shuijun was already unable to take care of himself and could no longer lend the Cicada Demon to him. It was already not easy for Prime Minister Song to initiate this bet.

If he breaks the bet... I'm afraid he won't live long."

"Even if there is a second-grade or even first-grade Tiandan! Even if there is a first-grade Xuanbao, Chen Zhian's cultivation will not be able to exert its effect."

The hermit frowned even deeper: "He has such an extraordinary talent in swordsmanship. I was thinking of waiting for him to reach the Yuque realm and invite him to Qixia Mountain to see the sword that fell from the sky. I didn't expect such a young man to encounter such a fatal disaster."

This girl of seven or eight years old turned out to be the famous Qixia Mountain Master.

There was a hint of regret in Qixia Mountain Man's eyes: "Everything is destiny. Earlier this year, I wanted to go to Sunan Prefecture to visit my disciple, but because of the Dragon Pond incident, I was unable to go.

If I had gone to Sunan Prefecture and seen this talented person, I might have brought him back to Qixia Mountain, and it wouldn’t have happened…”

At this point, she paused, smiled helplessly, and then shook her head.

"Come to think of it, I took it for granted... This young man has a fierce character and came to Xuan Tianjing for his mother. So even if I went to Sunan Prefecture earlier, he might not necessarily take me as his master.

Even if he was really willing to go to Mount Qixia with me, he would definitely go down the mountain if he knew that his parents were in such a disaster.

Everything has its own cause and effect. If I bring it up again now, it would seem like I am neglecting Chen Zhian’s temper.”

Fan Yuheng smiled.

He also once wanted to trick Chen Zhian to go to Floating Sword Mountain, but the result was not satisfactory and he even lost a sword intent.

"It's hard to predict what will happen in this world. After all, Dayu is ultimately the domain of Xuantian Palace and the Six Clans... Perhaps Emperor Zhaofu will take action to protect Chen Shuijun."

"The cicada demon is unpredictable... Emperor Zhaofu may want that Dao fruit more." Qixia Shanren's eyes became more calm: "Since Prime Minister Song believes that Chen Shuijun will not be controlled by the Zen demon, it is worth it for you and me to take action."

Fan Yuheng smiled bitterly.

“It is already a huge taboo for you and me, people of the Xuanmen sect, to interfere in this matter, and the key to this matter lies in Chen Shuijun. If Chen Shuijun’s Four Sword Hearts are perfect, even if the Four Seasons Cicada cannot be perfected, he should be able to fight against fate and don’t have to waste his life and perish together with others.

Only then, if you and I take action, will he have a chance of survival."

The two of them talked, and after many twists and turns, they finally landed on the pear blossom sword and on Chen Zhian.

"How is Chen Zhian going to deliver the sword?" The Qixia Mountain Man looked worried and shook his head slowly.

Both of them looked above the clouds.

Wenren Zhixian had two famous swords on her waist and was sitting cross-legged on the clouds. Her white clothes fluttered in the wind, and two more famous swords were hanging beside her.

The four swords made the young Wenren Zhixian's aura as heavy as that of the Lord of Fujian Mountain and the Hermit of Qixia Mountain.

Wenren Zhixian wore a conical hat and a veil over her face. Her eyes were hidden by the hat, so her expression could not be seen clearly.

But her spiritual energy floated down and landed in the area of a hundred miles.

The Hermit of Qixia and the Lord of Fujian Mountain turned their heads at the same time.

His eyes suddenly changed.

But then four more figures appeared in the void one after another.

They wandered in the void, silently.

But the eyes of Qixia Shanren and Fan Yuheng became more solemn.

This is because among these four people, there are two leaders of the six surnames of Dayu.

Lu Qinghe, the head of the Uehara Lu family, was still wearing a scholar's robe and a crown on his head, exuding a deep aura.

But the person standing side by side with him was a strong man.

This man looked to be no more than thirty years old. He walked out from the clouds, and the sea suddenly surged and boiled, as if it was ignited by the blood emanating from his body.

And in his eyes, two stars were faintly reflected, mysterious and extraordinary.

This person is the current patriarch of the Wang family - the patriarch of the Wang family [Wang Du]!
As for the other two, although not as good as the heads of the six families, they are equally outstanding.

The two people, a man and a woman, both looked middle-aged. The man had a long spear on his back.

And in the sea of clouds surrounding the woman's body, there was actually a real dragon flying around.

This woman... raised a dragon.

"This area of just a hundred miles actually brought together the heads of the three great families: the Longxi Xie family, the Gulan Wang family, and the Shangyuan Lu family, as well as the Taizhuo Li family [Li Chaoshan] and the Fubei Pei family [Pei Xiwen]."

"No one from the Yan family has come? This is a good thing."

Fan Yuheng muttered to himself.

The Qixia Mountain Clan member standing by shook his head and said, “It is said that the Yan family has found a [Daoxia Immortal Palace]. I was skeptical about this before, but now it seems... even for such a big event as Daoguo, they have not even sent anyone.

I'm afraid they are all stuck in the Lower Immortal Palace... I don't know whether this is good or bad for the Yan family."

As the two of them sighed, ripples suddenly appeared in the air.

Be it Fan Yuheng, Hermit Qixia, or even those extremely noble family heads, their expressions changed slightly.

"Master Daoxuan..."

However, there was a hint of smile on Gu Yangzi's face.

He bowed towards the ripples, and a [lottery tube] slowly appeared in the ripples.

The stick tube was simple and ancient, but it contained forty-nine jade sticks. When the jade sticks in the tube swayed gently, light flowed around them, and suddenly condensed into a huge human face.

That person's face seemed to be made of colored glaze, and his pupils revealed a cold jade-like light that shone on the snowy cliff mountain in the distance!

In an instant, the clouds that were originally lingering on Xueya Mountain suddenly dispersed.

When the mist dissipated, Chen Shuijun and Li Yinxi were seen sitting at a table in front of the thatched cottage on the top of the mountain.

Chen Shuijun poured tea for Li Yinxi.

Li Yinxi was taking care of the red beans in the porcelain vase.

Although the two were in such a disaster, there was not much fear in their eyes.

Maybe in their opinion... dying together is not a big deal.

The leader of Daoxuan Sect lowered his head, seemingly thinking about something.

The hanging stick tube was still shaking, and another jade stick flew out.

The jade stick was hanging high in the air, about to shine.

But then, there seemed to be continuous thunder sounds coming from the mountains. The dull sound brought up wind waves, and blew up the condensed light!

"Dragon Vein."

Lu Qinghe shook his head slightly.

He waved his long sleeves, and suddenly two chess pieces, one black and one white, flew out of the void, shining high in the sky!

The chess piece exuded surging spiritual energy and condensed into a magical art of creation.

Wang Du's aura was even more extraordinary, his brows were like a cliff, and when his eyes opened and closed, lightning flashed. Wherever his eyes reached, the clouds turned into fire and burned up.

As he stretched out his hand, a large bow appeared in his hand. The bow exuded a strong aura, and its majestic spirit completely tore apart the sea of clouds, releasing a red-gold light like lava.

He held the big bow in his hand and also looked at Chen Shuijun from afar.

Xie Maoxing had just been injured and did not take any action.

Li Chaoshan of the Li family had already taken off the spear behind him, which was covered with scales tempered by lightning and fire.

Pei Xiwen of the Pei family heard that in the blink of an eye, a real black dragon broke through the clouds and roared in the void.

The real dragon's heart was beating vigorously, and the sound even drowned out the thunder in the clouds, causing the mountains and rivers below to tremble continuously.

Everything seems to be ready to go.

In Xuantian Capital, there were faint auras flowing around, but no one knew what they were planning.

Chen Shuijun looked up, and there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

He turned to look at Li Yinxi, but Li Yinxi seemed not afraid at all, but there was some worry in her eyes.

"You said, if we all die, won't we be alone in this world from now on?" Li Yinxi felt a little melancholy.

Chen Shuijun smiled but did not answer.

But behind him, three black shadows were looming.

"You will not die. Even after today, Zhi'an will still have a relative like you in this world."

Chen Shuijun whispered silently, and the cicadas became noisy.

At this moment, the rumbling sound of the dragon vein power became heavier.

Suddenly, clouds appeared all around, and a ray of light was reflected on the clouds.

Chen Shuijun and Li Yinxi were a little surprised.

They looked up, but their expressions suddenly changed.

The other figures from Daoxuan Sect, the six clans of Dayu, and even the powerful ones who came here with other divine energy, also took a fancy to that brilliance.

then……

They saw a tiny streak of light standing on a small boat in the clouds and flying towards them!

Getting closer and closer to Xueya Mountain.

At the same time, dozens of miles in front of the mountain, treasures were shining high in the sky, and a battle formation was formed, locking down this snowy cliff mountain!

They... are all waiting for Chen Zhian to arrive.

Chen Shuijun's pupils shrank slightly and he took a deep breath.

The white porcelain bottle in Li Yinxi's hand fell, hit the rocks, and shattered into pieces, leaving only the red bean branch covered with dust.

Faced with life and death, she was not afraid.

At this moment, the woman who had been unyielding for eighteen years was a little panicked.

Chen Shuijun frowned deeply and stood up. The cicadas behind him became louder and louder.

The eyes of the many powerful people around him fell on Chen Shuijun again.

They are waiting for Chen Shuijun to take action...

As long as Chen Shuijun takes the initiative, they won't have to worry about Prime Minister Song's bet with the dragon vein as a threat!
It was at this moment...the dust on the ground of Snow Cliff Mountain flew up, cutting through the void, and a voice was heard.

"Since he's here, why not wait for him?"

Chen Shuijun's breathing became a little hurried: "This matter has nothing to do with him. It doesn't matter whether we live or die. He could have lived..."

The voice sighed: "Chen Shuijun, do you know why I want to help you?"

Chen Shuijun was silent.

The voice continued, "Because in this world, there are people who have unrivaled prestige, there are people who have unparalleled magical powers, and there are people who have great ambitions and want to change the world and create a great world.

The ambitions and spirit of these people are as majestic as the universe! But in my opinion, Chen Zhian knew that the road ahead was dangerous and he would die if he left the city, but he still took the risk to send the sword, which is also a rare thing. "

"The young man knows how to be grateful, and he has blood ties in his heart. He is even willing to die for these things. Even if it is not for justice, but for personal favors, if such a young man can grow up in the future, he should not become an evil dragon."

“Whether I take action or not, he will always take risks… Just like if you draw your sword now, as long as one of you two survives, he will continue to send the sword.

Chen Shuijun! He dared to give the sword to you, why don't you just wait a little longer?"

"If you take action now, I'm afraid you won't be able to save his life."

The voice was leisurely and fell into Chen Shuijun's ears.

Chen Shuijun looked up at the brilliance above the clouds and took a deep breath.

The demonic shadow behind him eventually became fainter, and the ear-piercing cicada chirping gradually subsided.

He thought about it, and saw a figure flash in the light again.

Chen Shuijun glanced at Li Yinxi, as if she was afraid that she would be sad and disappointed, so she simply turned away.

In the sky, clouds and mist gradually rose, covering the light.

"Husband... Zhi'an is here. If he is in danger, I will... give him the Dao fruit, and husband will use the sword to clear the way, okay?" Li Yinxi whispered.

Chen Shuijun nodded.

And in the light above the clouds, there are spots of light.

A familiar face walked down from the void, his eyes were red, his expression was extremely unnatural and stiff, and he looked into the distance!

Many Yuque monks are ready to take action.

And he first walked towards the void where Chen Zhian came from.

Chen Zhian passed through a cloud and mist and saw a mysterious pond looming in the distance!
In the mysterious pool, there was a black shadow that exuded a sinister aura. From the black shadow, one seemed to see human faces constantly poking out, crying grimly, and then disappearing back into the black shadow.

This shadow...

It is a divine image.

Chen Zhian took a look and found that the familiar face was Wei Liyang!
"No...it's not Wei Liyang's real body!"

Chen Zhian frowned. This figure gave people the feeling that it was a shadow puppet!
"What kind of skills did Wei Liyang practice that he could create such a shadow puppet even though he was far away in Xuantianjing!

Moreover, this puppet is actually at the Xuanchi realm!"

"Mr. Chen, I'm here to collect your body."

A creepy smile appeared on the puppet's face, and it saluted Chen Zhian from a distance.

The spring breeze on the pear blossom sword still flutters on Chen Zhian.

But when he looked from afar, he saw many spiritual treasures waiting for him, and two large formations locked the void.

Wandering in the sea of clouds, he was still able to avoid these treasures and the mindless pursuit of these large formations.

But now, he had to move forward and face these jade palaces directly. He could no longer hide.

Chen Zhian continued to look forward, but saw that the top of the mountain was also shrouded in clouds and mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

But for some reason... Chen Zhian felt that there were concerned eyes on him on the top of the mountain.

The green leaf mark in his palm was still flickering.

"I'm not late." Chen Zhian lowered his head.

Following Wei Liyang's human-skin puppet, the spiritual treasures of several Yuque monks also detected Chen Zhian's whereabouts.

But Wei Liyang had already retreated a few steps and disappeared into the clouds.

Chen Zhian frowned and looked over, and saw a woman holding a long sword, looking straight at Chen Zhian.

This woman is actually quite similar to Wang Zhiwei!

"Chen Zhian, do you know... there is a Xuanfu hidden here!"

The woman's eyes were indifferent, and she wanted to continue talking: "Do you know who that powerful man from Xuanfu is?"

Chen Zhian and Ye Yuezhou were still speeding, and their spirit energy also fell into the void: "Are you Wang Zhiwei's sister?"

"My name is Wang Zhishu, and I'm Wang Zhiwei's sister."

The woman looked up, her eyes calm, yet hiding a hint of impatience.

Chen Zhian continued to move forward, and one by one the Yuque monks finally showed up, bursting out with a strong aura that almost suffocated Chen Zhian!
These Yuque warriors were not in a hurry to take action, but looked towards the cloud behind them.

Chen Zhian frowned and looked up.

But then the clouds dispersed... revealing a figure.

The man was wearing silver armor, with a sword at his waist. There was a scar on his face. His expression flashed with a hint of complexity, but he eventually returned to calm.

A smile appeared on Wang Zhishu's face.

Mrs. Xie Jiahe, who had previously attacked Chen Zhian with her soul's killing power, sat on a hilltop, her eyes moving between Li Bodu and Chen Zhian.

Here... there are two powerful Xuanchi masters!
In addition, there are four Xuanlou, whose surging aura is soaring in the sky.

Wei Liyang put his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering.

"Chen Zhian...you want to give the sword to him, but the one standing in your way is your blood relative!" Wang Zhishu said softly.

Wang Zhiwei was stripped of her ranking on the Tiger Cub Monument by Chen Zhian. Coupled with Chen Zhian's talent and the matter of the seal, these were enough to make her harbor malice towards Chen Zhian.

The noble families here seemed to want to see the disappointment Chen Zhian would show when he saw Li Bodu.

But Chen Zhian seemed not to care about it at all, and even had a mocking look on his face.

"General Li! I heard that you have the opportunity of the dragon vein and have a bright future...

But if you think about it carefully, you have been blessed by the Li family all the way. When you were young, your cultivation stagnated in your prime, and you wanted to sacrifice my mother to climb up the Si family.

Today... my mother has left Hongdouyuan, and you are planning to use my life to save the Li family!

"Bodu means tiger! But if you think about it carefully... you don't have any tiger spirit at all, it's really ridiculous!"

Chen Zhian stood on the small boat with a look of disdain on his face.

Li Bodu remained silent, seemingly unable to refute Chen Zhian.

Among the many jade palaces that were waiting for Li Bodu to take action and completely shatter Chen Zhian's mood, there were still people with smiles on their faces.

But at this moment, Chen Zhian looked at them.

"Come to think of it, I am only at the Xiantian realm... I am honored to be able to trouble so many Yuque figures."

Chen Zhian took a deep breath, and the long sword at his waist slowly unsheathed and fell into his hand.

He raised his sword, standing alone in the vast sky, with the tip of his sword pointing at those murderous Yuque warriors.

"That's fine..."

"See how many I can kill."

Chen Zhian whispered softly.

Li Bodu had not made a move yet. Wang Zhishu frowned. A stream of divine energy flowed through her, and a mysterious light bloomed behind her. She wanted to use her magical powers to make the first move.

But at this moment, Chen Zhian suddenly gritted his teeth, as if he had crushed a breath of air.

The blood in his body suddenly became terrifying and powerful!

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zhian disappeared into thin air.

The young lady from the Wang family who was closest to him suddenly looked up and hurriedly concentrated her magical powers.

But she only saw the sea of clouds surging in the sky, as if a giant human-shaped dragon broke through the void, broke through the sea of clouds, and slammed into her!
(End of this chapter)