The people in the square would naturally not know what happened to Wan Feng, otherwise they would definitely be shocked and jaw-dropping.
Their eyes at this moment were all focused on the white-robed swordsman who was walking towards Feng Feixue without stopping.
At this moment, Xiao Chen looked in very bad condition, as if he was about to collapse at any time.
But the Wanbaolou father and son who were standing in front of Feng Feixue were trembling with fear and did not dare to take action at all.
No one can tell how much strength Xiao Chen still has now. Even Wan Feng, who is as powerful as Wan Feng, has been defeated by him. If he really still has a trump card, his attack will be a dead end.
Wan's father and son enjoy all the honors and live a much more leisurely life than ordinary people. The more they live like this, the more they are afraid of death.
Seeing Xiao Chen getting closer and closer, he was in a dilemma. He neither dared to step forward to fight in person, nor was he willing to spend so much effort to hand over Feng Feixue.
"enough!"
At this moment, a dull cold snort suddenly appeared and resounded throughout the world. The sound contained infinite power.
These two short words were like the roar of thunder, the sky was shaking, and the powerful aura was pressing towards Xiao Chen like a mountain.
The power was much stronger than Xiao Chen's. Just a breath of air made Xiao Chen unable to move, and his steps seemed to be filled with lead and stone.
Wanbaolou looked happy and said: "The ancestor has taken action!"
An old man wearing a brocade robe seemed to flash out of thin air, appearing in front of Xiao Chen, blocking his way, staring at Xiao Chen closely with his deep eyes.
The guests in the square looked frightened and shook their heads. They all shook their heads and sighed: "The white-robed swordsman can't move forward after all. The Martial Saint of Wan Family has taken action."
"Aren't there rumors that attacking Xiao Chen in the Cangqiong Realm will have unknown consequences?"
"As for the rumors, they are not necessarily true. Besides, the Wan family has been forced to do this. If we don't take action, will we really let Xiao Chen take Feng Feixue in front of everyone in the world?"
"Xiao Chen is actually at the end of his strength at this time. The Martial Saint can kill him with just one move. I really don't believe there will be any unknown consequences."
Various discussions arose one after another. Although there were rumors that there would be unknown consequences if the Martial Saint in the Firmament Realm attacked the Son of Destiny, not many people believed it.
Because at this moment, Xiao Chen looked too weak. He first defeated thirty-six Martial Emperors, then the Eight Great Vajras, and finally blasted away thousands of peaks in the Kunlun Realm.
All these things are incredible enough. Xiao Chen's current cultivation level is destined to deplete the true energy in his body, if not all.
Any Martial Emperor among them could stop Xiao Chen if he really dared to fight, let alone the Martial Saint who was in good condition.
The Wanjia Martial Saint said in a deep voice: "My little friend, today you made a big fuss about the Wanjia and stole the show in front of everyone in the world. Our Wanjia also suffered heavy losses because of you. You leave now. I won't do what happened today." Blame you."
In fact, this person had noticed it when Xiao Chen arrived at Wanjiabao. He was just afraid of the rumor and had not dared to take action.
The son of destiny inherits the destiny of a vast world and is protected by heaven. The Martial Saint has touched the threshold of Heavenly Dao. If they take action against the Son of Destiny, Heavenly Dao will immediately notice it.
Sima Hong didn't believe this and wanted to kill Xiao Chen by force, but God's will was secretly there. Not only did he miss, he was also hung at the gate of Daocheng, his reputation was ruined and his face was lost.
With Sima Hong's precedent, Wanjia Martial Saint had to be cautious and held back until now, but now he had no choice but not to take action.
Xiao Chen is already the first person to be treated so politely by a Martial Saint with the cultivation of a lower-grade Martial Emperor. Throughout the ages, Xiao Chen is already the first person.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiao Chen, waiting for him to speak and see how he would answer.
Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "I won't leave until the person I want to see has met."
Such an answer was unexpected and surprising. Xiao Chen actually rejected the suggestion of a martial saint. Where did he get the confidence
The Wanjia Martial Saint's face was condensed, murderous intent was hidden in his eyes, and he said: "Are you determined to break through?"
The powerful true energy surged endlessly in the body, the wind and clouds surged behind him, and the white sky suddenly became gloomy, which was even scarier than the old man's face.
This man was really angry, and all the guests felt the powerful murderous aura in the turbulence, as vast as the sea.
In front of that momentum, Xiao Chen was as small as an ant, not even an ant.
Xiao Chen said calmly: "I never wanted to destroy the Wan family. I just wanted to lift the red hijab and ask her if marrying the Wan family was her original intention."
"If yes, I will turn around and leave. If not, as promised, I will take her away."
This person knew very well how Feng Feixue came to Wanjia. Naturally, he would not let Xiao Chen go up and ask, "If you insist on doing this, don't blame me for the change. You are bullying the small."
Wanjia Martial Saint is about to take action!
Everyone could already predict the next scene. Looking at Xiao Chen whose white clothes were stained with blood, they couldn't help but show a hint of pity.
call out!
At this moment, the situation on the field changed.
The black package behind Xiao Chen suddenly spread out, and the simple rectangular wooden box flew out from it and fell heavily to the ground.
As if there was an invisible wall emanating from the wooden box, in an instant, the pressure of the martial saint's aura on Xiao Chen disappeared, and his body returned to normal.
The Wanjia Martial Saint's eyes narrowed and he said in surprise: "Magic Weapon!"
The power of the divine weapon moved Tianwu, and the martial saints of Wanjia no longer dared to delay any longer and took action directly.
But it was already too late. With a click, four wooden boards fell, and the divine weapon Tianyu floated quietly in the air, with an ancient and powerful aura bursting out from it.
The general trend before the Wanjia Martial Saint's move was suddenly shattered, and it was self-defeating without attacking.
The holy seal in Xiao Chen's sea of consciousness turned into a golden flame and burned quickly. All kinds of wonderful powers spread throughout his body, giving him the qualification to use the divine weapon for a short time.
He stretched out his hand and grasped it forward, and the loud roar of the sword broke through the sky.
The magic weapon was unsheathed, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were dark, and the sun, moon and stars appeared little by little. The tens of thousands of people in the square had the illusion that they were standing in the endless starry sky.
Xiao Chen held the magic weapon tightly and felt an invincible power flowing through his meridians, as if picking up the stars and the moon, turning the world around, and being omnipotent.
cut!
With an angry shout, he slashed out with his sword, and the world returned to calm. Everyone looked up and saw the unrivaled Wanjia Martial Saint flying backwards.
The space shattered behind him, flying for an unknown distance, and finally hit a mountain peak outside Wanjia City, smashing the towering mountain into powder.
The magic weapon was sheathed, and powerful power poured out of his body like water. Xiao Chen felt dizzy and extremely exhausted.
Even the ancestors of the Wan family were beaten away by Xiao Chen. The Wan family and his son were so frightened that they completely lost their courage and ran away in embarrassment.
Xiao Chen calmed down and walked step by step in front of the world's heroes, getting closer and closer to Feng Feixue, and soon arrived in front of her.
"This guy really walked over. The Martial Emperor couldn't stop him, the Eight Great Vajras couldn't stop him, and now even the Martial Saint can't stop him."
Such an incredible scene truly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and words could no longer describe the shock in the hearts of many guests.
In the distance, in front of the mountain where Wanjia Martial Saint crashed, Wanjia Martial Saint walked out from the dust. There was a horrifying wound on his chest, and the bones were visible.
The automatic recovery function of the holy body seemed to have failed and had no effect. The blood in the wound could not stop flowing out.
"You bitch, you actually brought a magic weapon. Let me see how many more times you can use it." The Wanjia Martial Saint was so angry that he was about to rise into the sky.
boom!
A powerful palm wind came through the air and knocked back the Wanjia Martial Saint. It was An Zixuan of the Wanya Palace who promised to protect Xiao Chen from death.
"An Zixuan, when will it be your turn for the Tianyao Palace to intervene in my Wan family's affairs?"
When An Zixuan faced the berserk Wanjia Martial Saint, he didn't bother to say more, "I can do whatever I want, and when it's your turn to take care of it, just leave me alone."
Wanjia Martial Saint was furious, but he was not An Zixuan's opponent to begin with, and now that he was injured, he was even more vulnerable to his opponent.
On the other side, Xiao Chen lifted Feng Feixue's restraint and slowly lifted the red cloth on her head, revealing a stunningly beautiful woman's face that captivated the country.
Feng Feixue's eyes were filled with mist, and she choked: "You are really here."
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said: "Four years ago, outside Mohe City, I promised to do something for you. I will keep your promise and keep it for the rest of my life. I will definitely come."