As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and the Qinglong King's domineering power was clearly displayed. (**learn ww)
Some people wanted to refute, but when they thought about Xiao Chen's fight all the way, he defeated Mingyue Sword Dance from the moment he appeared on the stage, and then defeated the enemy with one move, no one was spared.
No matter you are a veteran genius or an immortal saint, I can defeat you with just one move.
After much deliberation, I really can't think of any words to refute.
It can only be shown that at this moment, Qinglong King Xiao Chen is indeed qualified to say this, and he is the only one among his peers who is qualified to say this.
No one else could say this except him.
The ten judges of Yue Palace couldn't help but be slightly moved and discussed softly. At this point, there is no doubt about Xiao Chen's strength.
Even if Xiao Chen ends up now, they still have a strong belief in their hearts that they will give him the Longmen Mountain card.
There is nothing to say. Even if you don't like the descendants of Qing Emperor, facing Xiao Chen's demeanor at the moment, you have to honestly admit that Yuegong still has the measure and confidence.
But Xiao Chen chose to continue fighting, which was a bit uncertain. If someone blocked his move as he said, then the Longmenshan card might not be given to him.
"The Holy Son from Tianxing Palace has not appeared yet, let's see again!"
The leader of the Yuegong Judge said something to make a conclusion. Whether or not the Longmen Mountain card will be given to Xiao Chen depends on the final battle.
The other judges nodded slightly without expressing any objection.
Yue Bingyun, who had been listening to the judgment words, shook his head slightly and couldn't help but look at Xiao Chen on the ring below.
In his current state, can he still defeat Chu Yang with one move
"Brother!"
In the Jade Tower where Zhou Tianxing Palace is located, Fu Hongyao stopped Chu Yang who was getting up to leave, with a look of worry on his brows.
Chu Yang stopped and did not look back. He just sighed and said, "Hongyao, I promised you that I will repay the shame Xiao Chen brought you a hundred times, and I will definitely keep my word."
After saying that, he jumped up and fell towards the highest stage.
The moment they jumped out, many warriors on Mingyue Square suddenly discovered that the sky had darkened, and somehow they looked up and saw the stars shining.
The next reaction was a stinging pain in both eyes, like needle pricks, which was extremely uncomfortable.
After a moment of recovery, his movement improved slightly. He squinted his eyes carefully and opened his mouth wide, looking shocked.
In the sky, I don't know when another big sun appeared. Its light was so dazzling that in the first moment, it completely covered the brilliance of the bright sun.
As a result, many scenes of the endless starry sky were exposed to everyone's vision.
After a moment, his eyes were stabbed before he recovered.
"It's Chu Yang from the Sun Palace, he finally came out!"
"If he is also defeated by Xiao Chen, no one will really dare to fight Xiao Chen again."
"With Xiao Chen's current state, it feels really difficult to defeat Chu Yang with one move."
That big sun, under the gaze of everyone, slowly landed on the ring with the last hope of all the warriors in Tianxing Sea, but did not land on the ground.
Chu Yang, who was hovering in mid-air, looked down at Xiao Chen coldly, like a king, and said calmly: "King Qinglong, you are really crazy. Don't forget that no matter how crazy you are now, you will not become an emperor in five years. He is a short-lived ghost after all.”
Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "Who can say accurately about the future? You must be Chu Yang. Zhou Tianxing Palace and I also have many grievances. Today's battle, no matter what the outcome is, can this grudge be wiped out? ”
Chu Yang smiled and said: "It's what I want, but don't blame me for not reminding you, you'd better take out your Moon Shadow Sword, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have the courage to draw the sword again after this battle for the rest of your short life."
Xiao Chen shook his head and felt that there was no need to use the knife.
Seeing that Xiao Chen was unmoved and still had no intention of drawing out his sword, Chu Yang's face flashed with anger and he said in a deep voice: "You short-lived ghost, you can only live a good life for twenty years at most. Don't take yourself too seriously." It’s personal.”
"Today I will see how you can defeat me with one move. You wanted to take away the Longmen Mountain Tablet at the last moment of your life, but you failed. I, Chu Yang, am not as good as you wanted."
As soon as he finished speaking, the hot radiance on his body burned like a flame.
The dazzling light appeared once, and everyone who experienced it quickly closed their eyes for fear of being burned.
After a while, he used his energy to reach his eyes and carefully opened them to look.
I saw Chu Yang's aura rising by one level, and a fiery red sun appeared on his body, with a blood-like sun mark between his eyebrows.
There is a huge shadow of the sunbird behind him, looming, and the whole person seems to have descended into the world with a real sun.
Above Mingyue Square, every piece of air became extremely hot, making everyone feel the heat. Sweat dripped from their foreheads downstairs.
"It seems that the rumors are true. Chu Yang has indeed been in seclusion among the sun and stars. Otherwise, this vision would not be so terrifying."
"Have you seen the mark of the sun on his forehead? This is a sign that he has successfully practiced the Sun Sutra."
"Xiao Chen is really hanging. Even in his prime state, he probably can't defeat Chu Yang."
"So what if I win? I only have twenty years of good life at most. Do you really think that I can become emperor in five years? I might as well sell a favor."
"Chu Yang is right. No matter how outstanding your style is, you can only live a good life for twenty years at most."
"In twenty years, I can't even live to be fifty, which is quite sad. No matter what I do, I won't have any problem living to be three hundred years old.
Seeing Chu Yang's terrifying momentum, many warriors started talking about it.
A short-lived ghost, the rest of his life is short, a has-been genius is nothing more than a first-rate star.
At the gathering of heroes, standing all the way up to now, Xiao Chen heard similar words for more than the first time.
Everyone looked at him with a sense of pity in addition to being amazed at his strength. Those with evil thoughts will ridicule them mercilessly, express cynicism and take pleasure in others' misfortunes.
If he doesn't become emperor in five years, he will only have twenty years of good life. When he is less than fifty years old, he will die young and become a meteor passing through the prosperous age.
This is the death of the blue dragon. No matter how strong your mood is, no matter who you are, your heart will feel a little painful when you think about it.
My life of more than 20 years has been extremely difficult all the way, but when I reached the top of my generation, I encountered such an unreasonable disaster.
I can defeat all the heroes, sweep across the younger generation of Kunlun continent, and defeat the most talented people from all over the world with just one move.
So what, if you don't become emperor in five years, you will still be a shooting star. The current light, no matter how dazzling it is, is only more regrettable.
What showed was still sympathy.
In the hot air, thousands of white flowers, red as blood, suddenly floated up.
The broken flowers are like blood and full of sadness. Every petal is filled with the sadness of the Qinglong King and the unwillingness of the Qinglong King.
A blood-red waning moon, under the gaze of everyone, slowly rose from behind Xiao Chen, its eyes were full of red light, and everything in sight was filled with sadness.
No matter who it was, all the heat in his body was wiped away at this moment, and an inexplicable melancholy surged out of his heart.
Everyone felt Xiao Chen's sadness and noticed Xiao Chen's unwillingness. Under the cold and invincible mask, the Qinglong King also had a heart that could be hurt.
Next to Xiao Chen, the sound of rushing water sounded. It was the long river of time that was simulated according to his state of mind. He was on a lone boat, following the bloody moonlight, walking along the river.
Time passed, thousands of years passed, and Xiao Chen's expression changed. Under the attention of everyone, he seemed to be experiencing reincarnation after reincarnation, changing again and again. Only the blood on my body remains unchanged in the moonlight, and the river cannot wash it away. This whole body is full of sadness.
Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.
Dressed in white clothes, accompanied by thousands of bloody white flowers, Xiao Chen looked particularly sad under the bright red moonlight.
Thousands of years of sorrow, I have a palm, only talk about separation and sorrow but not happiness!
Following the sadness in his heart, Xiao Chen took advantage of the situation and waved his palm towards Chu Yang, who was laughing coldly at the dazzling light in the sky.
Although my heart is hurt, I don't blame anyone and everyone. I don't use the sword, not because I look down on you, but because I really don't need to use the sword.
The sadness unleashed by this palm is endless, with endless reincarnation and sadness that cannot be washed away by the water of thousands of years of rivers.
Chu Yang's state of mind was shattered in an instant, and he was still awake. The sun halo on his body and the sun bird behind him fell apart under the power of a palm.
Chu Yang, who was sent flying with unceasing force of his palm, hit a jade tower in the sky hard, sending the people inside scattering away in shock.
In an instant, the Jade Tower was blown to pieces, and the debris was like a hill, burying Chu Yang who was seriously injured and passed out.
The last bit of dignity was preserved for him, so that no one could see him. He was in ragged clothes and disheveled hair, looking like a beggar in embarrassment.
[I finished it almost a little later, so I’m sorry for writing late.]