If it were people outside the field, they knew that these three people were dissatisfied with Xiao Chen's title of King, and they would not know what they would look shocked.

When Xiahou Jue saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. God helped me. After all, the protagonist of this royal ceremony today is my Xiahou Jue.

Xiao Chen, no matter how many friends you have, what if you have a gift in the glory? If you fail to be named a king, you will send it back. If you fail to be named a king, it will probably become the shadow of the other party’s life and you will never become an emperor in this life.

The old man in black was slightly stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that there would be so many people with such great backgrounds who were dissatisfied with Xiao Chen's title of king.

He couldn't help but mutter in his heart that although the Thunder King was in seclusion for many years, he really wanted to beat the person he appointed to death, and it would be difficult for the Three Saint Lords to explain.

"Xiao Chen, it seems that you don't have enough prestige. So many people are dissatisfied with you. The badge of the Azure Dragon King will be left to the Wushen Palace for the time being."

The old man in black pondered, put away the green dragon badge, and said in a deep voice.

Xiao Chen said bluntly, "A few cats and dogs, who are yelling around, are not worthy of prestige. Old sir, I think you are either old or blind."

Xiahou Jue scolded: "Xiao Chen, you are so brave. Before you can be named a king, you dare to speak rudely to the seniors of the Wushen Palace. The old man couldn't bear to see you being beaten to death by someone, so he persuaded you with kind words. You don't appreciate it, but instead insult you. You are so bold and arrogant!"

Xiao Chen couldn't help laughing: "I don't appreciate it. You know the right and wrong in your heart. If you think I'm bold and reckless, then I'll be brave. You are a useless person like you, you are not worthy of Feng Baihu King."

rub!

Ignoring the five people beside him, Xiao Chen turned his body and instead killed Xiahou Jue.

Its body is like a knife, with a variety of sharp edges. It is simple and simple palm, but it is full of swords everywhere. The wind comes from all sides, and the blades are endless.

Xiahou Jue only felt that Xiao Chen's palm seemed to be full of murderous intent in the sky and the earth, and there was nowhere to hide or hide.

However, he has a deep cultivation level and has now reached the level of a master-level martial saint. He is not panicked and thinks that he is fighting hundreds of tricks with Xiao Chen, which is definitely not a problem.

If you have more than ten moves, the five people on the side will definitely not be able to help but take action. When the time comes, they will be able to completely destroy Xiao Chen.

As soon as he pointed, the wind was blowing everywhere and the strong lights flew, and he wanted to stop Xiao Chen.

But something strange happened. Xiao Chen's palm knife seemed ordinary, but it was like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, sweeping away all Xiahou Jue's fingers.

When Xiahou Jue reacted, Xiao Chen had already reached out and grabbed his wrist. He immediately rushed to kill him. Xiahou Jue's white tiger armor flashed with light, and was shattered with holes.

The White Tiger King badge that had just been branded fell down with a click and reached out to swing it. The force of 50 million pounds exploded, and Xiahou Jue flew out like a meteor. Without any response, he was thrown away.

As everyone looked at them, they seemed to have flew past the vast Tianwu City, and they were still flying forward for a long time.

Crack a mountain hundreds of miles outside the city into two halves.

Xiahou Jue vomited a large mouthful of blood, and struggled to turn over the heavy rocks pressing on his body, looking around in a daze. The wilderness and wild ridges, strange peaks rose together, endless, and plants and trees supported the sky without seeing anyone.

After coughing twice, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood again, Xiahou Jue cursed: "Fuck, what's this place?"

A second ago, he was still in the lively Tianwu Square, which was full of flowers. The next second, he came to the deserted mountains. It was completely two worlds, and his mind was a little bit unreal.

His eyes turned back to the Tianwu Square. Although Xiao Chen's move was short, he could do his best, but his cultivation was completely exposed.

"Master!"

"Xiao Chen actually has the realm of a great master. No wonder he was caught off guard and could defeat Xiahou Jue with one palm."

The audience was shocked. The Grandmaster, Xiao Chen, had reached the realm of the Grandmaster quietly. The younger generation had the highest cultivation level, but he was just a master-level martial saint. How did this person practice?

The old man in black looked at Xiahou Jue, who was thrown to the place where he was thrown, and shook angrily: "You, you are really brave. Even the new White Tiger King in the Wushen Palace dares to take action."

Xiao Chen held the White Tiger King's badge and said calmly: "The Wushen Palace has always been fair and is not afraid of challenges from all parties. Is the old man fart what he said?"

The old man in black was disturbed by this. This was indeed what he said just now. But unexpectedly, Xiao Chen immediately challenged Xiahou Jue and took the other party out in one move.

Too lazy to pay attention to the old man in black, Xiao Chen made a move and the Yueying Knife appeared in his hand, holding the scabbard and stabbed it towards the ground.

Rubbing, the top of the scabbard hit the ground heavily, and cracks spread out one after another.

In the White Clothes Skill, Xiao Chen held the hilt of the knife in his palm, and the boundless momentum swept away with the heavy sound. Ren Kongjue and the other five involuntarily took a step back.

"Who dares to say the word "disobedience"?"

Looking at the five people in front of him calmly, Xiao Chen said lightly.

Who dares to say the word "disobedience"?

Xiao Chen's words were lightly describing, his eyes were as calm as water, and he just looked at the five people in front of him, without seeing any sharpness.

But the fleeting momentum of the grandmaster easily broke Xiahou Jue's finger wind, and all the manifestations made people feel a huge pressure.

Ren Kongjue and the other two felt a little depressed, as if something was blocking the middle of their throats, making them unable to say the word "disobeyed".

Jing, looking around, no one spoke, and almost everyone was shocked by Xiao Chen's words.

A person, a knife, and a sentence, defeated five peerless geniuses, and they were sweating profusely and they were completely weak.

"Aren't you the Grand Master? There are no Grand Masters who died at my hands. I just don't agree with you as the Azure Dragon King. What do you dare?"

The Kuafu clan's temper has always been very hot, and Ren Kongjue could not stand this depressing momentum and yelled loudly.

The peerless geniuses have the ability to fight across borders, and Xiao Chen’s top-grade martial saint can fight against the existence of a great master.

Ren Kongjue has the strength of a master-level martial saint, and with the terrifying physical talent of the Kuafu clan, he can naturally hunt some masters.

What he said is true, but he forgot a little, perhaps because he was deliberately forgotten. Xiao Chen is a monster with him, with a talented, understanding, and luck, and even higher. How can he be compared with an ordinary master?

Even if he was not promoted to the Grand Master, Xiao Chen still had the power to fight with him. Now that he was promoted to the Grand Master, Ren Kong would never have any chance of winning against Xiao Chen.
Chapter completed!