[Congratulations to Linger, the2e has become the new leader of Xianwu fellow practitioners, giving Xianwu more than fifteen leaders.]
The momentum belonging to the Martial Saint was pressing hard towards Xiao Chen, as if a high mountain was pressing on his back, asking him to bend down and bow his head.
Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and remained silent, accumulating the aura of a king-level true dragon genius to fight against the aura of a martial saint.
On the floor beneath his feet, cracks appeared as complex as spider silk, flying in all directions.
Bang bang bang!
The Martial Saint has already corrected a trace of the power of heaven and earth, and it has suppressed the momentum, which is equivalent to launching an invisible attack.
The ground in the main hall cracked with a rumble, and pieces of rubble rose into the sky, hitting the ceiling fiercely, and billowing waves of air filled the air.
All the Martial Emperor-level Supreme Elders in the surrounding Tiandao Pavilion, except Shen Manjun, were forced to fly back several steps.
Don't give in, don't bend!
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth. He refused to bend down and stared at Sima Hong. At this moment, the slight sense of satisfaction he had just been promoted to Martial Emperor was gone.
The so-called Martial Emperor turned out to be so unbearable in front of the Martial Saint. Even though the other party was obviously just a low-level Martial Saint at the lowest level, his aura alone was not something he could resist.
"Xiao Chen, you absolutely cannot agree to this old guy being so shameless. Among your peers, your king-level True Dragon Luck will disappear as long as you lose one battle and become an ordinary True Dragon Luck. "
Yueying Dao Zhong Aojiao said angrily, "No big deal, I'll fight him, he's just a low-grade junior martial saint."
"Don't be impulsive, I have a way to deal with him." Xiao Chen stopped Nao Jiao and said quietly in his heart.
"Yes, you can still hold on for a long time under my pressure." Sima Hong laughed and calmed down his momentum, "You have to think about whether you agree or not."
The strength shown by Sima Hong frightened all the elders in the surrounding Tiandao Pavilion. All the Martial Emperors in the entire hall would probably be no match for him, and it would even be difficult for him to break his muscles and bones.
The pressure on Xiao Chen's body has been relieved a lot, but his heart has not relaxed at all. He said solemnly: "I will accept the challenge, but if I lose without a fight, I can't do it!"
Sima Hong sneered, threw out a space ring and said, "Sima Lingxuan will be here in ten days. There are 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones here."
"I won't let you lose this game in vain. It's just a show. Not only will you not lose anything, but you will also get a large amount of high-grade spiritual stones in vain. I believe you will change your mind."
After finishing speaking, Sima Hong laughed, held his head high, and strode out of the hall.
Shen Manjun came over and said: "Xiao Chen, don't worry, Tiandao Pavilion will never put you in trouble. A martial saint can't scare us."
There is no Martial Saint in Tiandao Pavilion now. If Sima Hong is really offended, what the other party said is definitely not alarmist. Shen Manjun actually doesn't have much confidence in saying this.
Wiping the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Chen said softly: "Senior, there is no need to say this. Xiao Chen is in Qingyun, and he will not sit back and watch Tiandao Pavilion be threatened like this."
"I will write a letter to the Haotian Sect. Within seven days at most, they will definitely send a Martial Saint to suppress the formation. By then, Sima Hongjue will not be able to cause trouble."
Because the family has produced emperor-level experts, the quality of the emperor's bloodline geniuses is higher than that of the top ten sects, but in terms of overall strength, it cannot keep up with the top ten sects.
Not to mention that behind the Haotian Sect, there is a more powerful sect in the Kunlun world. With the support of the Haotian Sect, the Sima family will never dare to mess around.
When the other Supreme Elders in the hall heard what Xiao Chen said, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and the worries between their brows disappeared.
Xiao Chen saw it and didn't say anything. Sima Hong's tyrannical strength was there, and it was really reluctant for them to help him.
The strong are respected and the powerful are the most powerful. This has been the only principle of Tianwu Continent since ancient times. Xiao Chen was very satisfied that these elders were able to resist Sima Hong's pressure and did not turn things around to make things difficult for him.
In Qingyun Peak, Liu Ruyue's courtyard was filled with green smoke. Xiao Chen and Liu Ruyue were drinking tea and chatting at a tea table.
Liu Ruyue, the master of Qingyun Peak, had already learned everything that happened in the hall, and there was some worry on her face.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly when he saw this, grabbed the other person's hand, and said: "Don't worry, Sima Lingxuan is definitely not my opponent now. The Martial Saint of Haotian Sect should be here in seven days."
"That's right." Xiao Chen remembered something, took out a dozen low-grade spirit-returning beads from the Qiankun Ring, handed them to Liu Ruyue and said: "You now have half a step of the Martial Emperor's cultivation. When the time comes, you can use it to attack the Martial Emperor. This is the Lingzhu."
Seeing Xiao Chen's strong confidence in his words, Liu Ruyue said no more, and did not pick up the Gui Ling Pearl.
A smile appeared on her charming face, and she said: "No, it's not difficult for me to break through the Emperor Wu. It's just a matter of time. I'm afraid the Gui Ling Pearl will be a precious thing in the Kunlun world. You can keep it for use." ”
When the Kunlun Realm was mentioned, Xiao Chen's face showed a hint of sadness. He had to go to the Kunlun Realm. But once you go, if you can't become Emperor Wu, it will be very difficult to come back.
After such a farewell, I don't know how many years will pass before I can see Liu Ruyue again. The other party is in his prime, with a peerless appearance and great youth, which is the most beautiful time in a woman's life.
Putting all your love on yourself who may never see you again, the pain and sorrow in it are hard to express in words.
Liu Ruyue saw what Xiao Chen was thinking and smiled sweetly. Like a hundred flowers in full bloom, she held Xiao Chen's right hand and whispered softly: "Don't think too much about me. Many years ago, I first saw You know that this little blue cloud can never contain you."
"You are dormant here just to fly higher. As far as I am concerned, the farther you can go, the happier I will be. As long as you don't forget Qingyun Peak, there is Liu Ruyue who has been waiting for you."
Xiao Chen felt tenderness in his heart and said word by word: "I will never forget it in this life. I will become the emperor of Kunlun Realm and I will definitely come back."
The two looked at each other, speechless.
In the remaining days, Xiao Chen did not immediately enter into hard training, because Sima Lingxuan was no longer his opponent. Now if we fight again, even if the opponent reaches the realm of the Martial Emperor, they will only bring humiliation to themselves.
He was collecting some materials for alchemy. There was a prescription in the Alchemy Chapter of the Complete Collection of Cultivation, called Zhuyan Dan, which could keep a woman's appearance unchanged for thousands of years.
The materials required for the elixir are extremely complex. Xiao Chen plans to refine the elixir within the remaining half a year and give it to Liu Ruyue.
Six days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, when Xiao Chen was counting the collected materials for the Zhuyan Dan, he suddenly sensed a powerful aura, flying towards the Tiandao Pavilion unscrupulously.
"Little Xiao Chen, get out of here and fight!" A loud shout rang out. The voice was so powerful that it spread throughout the Lingyun Mountains, alarming all the disciples in the Tiandao Pavilion.
Under the deliberate blessing of the other party, circles of sound waves were emitted, and the sound spread farther and farther. All warriors within a radius of 500 miles heard the loud shout.
Who is Xiao Chen? The champion of this five-nation competition, the best among the younger generation, a well-deserved king-level true dragon genius.
Someone unexpectedly took the initiative to challenge him at this time. All kinds of good guys immediately aroused strong interest in their hearts, and the figures shot out and flew in the direction of Tiandao Pavilion.
All the elders of Tiandao Pavilion turned ugly when they heard Sima Hong's voice. The Martial Saint of Haotian Sect would not arrive until tomorrow at the earliest.
Who would have thought that Sima Hong would arrive at Tiandao Pavilion five days in advance without being mentally prepared at all.
Bang bang bang!
The restrictions in front of the mountain gate were casually broken by Sima Hong. He brought Sima Lingxuan, who was dressed in rich clothes, to the sky-viewing platform in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Chen put away the materials, jumped out of the window, stepped on the shadow of the green dragon, and arrived a thousand meters in front of the two of them.
Looking forward, he saw that, as expected, Sima Lingxuan had been promoted to the realm of the Martial Emperor, and the aura on his body was long enough to compare with the average low-level peak Martial Emperor.
"Xiao Chen, I don't need to say more about what to do. If you are undefeated, Tian Sword Pavilion will be destroyed because of you today." Sima Hong gathered his voice and said coldly to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen ignored it, his eyes fell directly on Sima Lingxuan, and said: "There are many people here, come with me to the Feitiantai to fight!"