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Chapter 445 CHAPTER FOUR
Come out and face your death!
Xuanyuan walked in the air. Each step seemed very slow, but an ordinary Xian class fighter couldn't catch up to him at all. They were far behind him.
The Xians of the Five Elements, Zhixuan, and Mochou followed closely behind. Xuanyuan's actions could be big or small, and they couldn't just sit back and watch.
The sky of Sengoku was filled with clouds and mist. Many celestial mountains surrounded a giant floating celestial mansion.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and a familiar figure appeared in front of Xuanyuan. It was Fung Lie.
"Brother Fung Lie, why are you here?" When Xuanyuan saw that it was Fung Lie, his face lit up with joy. Fung Lie's current strength was at least in the realm of a second revolution xian fighter. It seemed that he had gradually mastered the power of the Extreme Heavenly Wind.
"Miss Bai told me that you were here, so I thought that you would probably make a trip to the Five Element Immortal Mountain first, so didn't I rush over? Where are you going? " Fung Lie was wearing a green robe. His expression was as fierce as ever, but his tone was gentle when he talked to Xuanyuan.
"Great, take me to the sects of Nan Wanjian, Bei Xiao Xuan, and Xi Luo," Xuanyuan said.
"What are you going to do?" Fung Lie frowned.
"Kill them!" Xuanyuan was decisive. He didn't hesitate at all. A domineering killing intent rose from his body.
"Good! Junior Brother Xuanyuan, I believe you! But you won't be able to find them now. They're all in the Fighting Dragon Celestial Garden with the Eastern State's geniuses. This is an invitation from the Fighting Dragon Saint. "Fung Lie looked at Zhixuan and Mochou.
"Yes, we received it, but Mochou didn't want to go, so we didn't. Since Junior Brother Xuanyuan wants to go, let's go and have a look!" Zhixuan said calmly.
"Then let's go to the Fighting Dragon Celestial Garden." With his hands behind his back, Xuanyuan stood tall and straight like a javelin, pointing straight at the sky.
"Since you've made up your mind, I won't stop you. It's good to slap the Fighting Dragon Saint's face!"
Fung Lie smiled. He knew Xuanyuan very well. Xuanyuan never did anything he wasn't sure of. Now that Xuanyuan had made such a big mess, he wasn't afraid of Xuanyuan making a bigger mess. Hearing that Xuanyuan was going to kill them one by one, Fung Lie's blood boiled. He wanted to start a massacre. If it wasn't for his identity, he would've killed them already. Someone dared to kill Fang Yuyou eighteen times in a row under his watch. This was a blatant provocation!
Xuanyuan took out a Civil and Military Tea Leaf from his ring. It had the image of a general on the battlefield. Its aura was incomparably fierce, and its killing intent surged in all directions. Battle Qi surged like a tide, interweaving with the supreme Martial Dao.
"Big Brother Fung Lie, this is for you." Xuanyuan gave the Civil and Military Tea Leaf to Fung Lie.
"Good stuff. This is an immortal treasure that money can't buy. I won't hold back." Fung Lie's eyes lit up. He was very excited. The Wenwu Tea Leaf was just right for him. It was too rare. In fact, Xuanyuan would give the Wenwu Tea Leaf to different people according to their different paths. He only hoped that the Wenwu Tea Leaf could be used to its fullest potential. This kind of treasure had its own fate.
"Let's go, I'll settle this with my own hands." Xuanyuan's eyes were full of killing intent, but his expression was calm.
With Fung Lie leading the way, Xuanyuan's group flew toward Sengoku. No one dared to block their way!
Sengoku was a myriad of phenomena.
There were countless palaces and palaces.
The Fighting Dragons Celestial Garden was located on the west side of Sengoku. It covered an area of a hundred miles.
In the center of the Fighting Dragons Celestial Garden, there was a small stream. If one looked down from above, they would see that the stream was like a winding dragon, gurgling as it flowed.
On both sides of this stream were mountain ranges that formed a beautiful scenery. Green trees stood towering, and a thin mist coiled around the sky like smoke. It was like a dream, and from within the green trees, the clear cries of immortal birds could be heard, drawing out a peerlessly beautiful scene of nature.
On a grassy field, many young geniuses of the Eastern State were gathered. They sat on the ground in groups of twos and threes, and in front of them was a wooden table made of ancient green vines. On the table were immortal fruits and immortal wines that were filled with dense Spiritual Qi.
Among them, the one who attracted the most attention was undoubtedly the crown prince of the Eastern Dynasty, the Eastern Divine Physique. This man had celestial light swirling behind his head, making him look valiant and extraordinary. His expression was calm, and every movement he made gave off an aura of extreme affinity with the land of the Eastern Dynasty. He was publicly acknowledged as the future Dynastic Overlord of the Eastern Dynasty. Putting aside everything else, the Eastern Divine Physique alone, a physique that only appeared once every ten thousand years, was enough to secure his position. All the other princes were convinced by this, and no one dared to compete with him.
Princess Pingyao, Ji Wu, and Haiya were sitting next to Ji Chen. Yin Zhenluo was a few meters away from Ji Chen. She was dressed in armor, and her peerless face was as cold as ice, making it hard for people to approach her. Her black hair was like a waterfall behind her. Each strand of her hair was as sharp as a sword.
Yin Qianxun exuded a sharp murderous aura. After a period of tempering in Samsara, Yin Qianxun's temperament had changed greatly. He was like an unsheathed sharp sword that would not return to its sheath until it drank blood. Ordinary people would not be able to get close to him. The two siblings sat together.
Not far from Ji Chen, the Fighting Dragon Saint sat in the middle, and Jiang Yitian sat next to him. Xiao Xuan, Tian Luo, and Wan Jian Luan sat around the Fighting Dragon Saint.
At another table, there was a woman wearing a phoenix robe. Her hair was loose, and her face was so beautiful that it could be called a devil. Men would rarely be unmoved by her appearance unless they had great willpower. She had an enchanting figure, and there was an endless tenderness and indescribable charm to her. Her eyes were extremely charming, like a pool of spring water that could ripple people's hearts. However, the aura she emitted was very cold, aloof, and aloof. She was like an immortal phoenix, and no one dared to approach her. She was Hwang Yue-chan.
"Crown Prince, as the 'Eastern Divine Body' and the future ruler of the Eastern Dynasty, it is my honor to have you here!" The Fighting Dragon Saint smiled and said.
"I wouldn't dare. The Fighting Dragon Saint's cultivation is far higher than mine. Although I have the 'Eastern Divine Body', it is extremely difficult for me to cultivate. I have come here for no other reason than for Xuanyuan. He is enough to attract my attention." Ji Chen's expression was calm.
"Crown Prince, you're flattering me. Xuanyuan only relied on a small method to fight against xian class fighters. His own cultivation is very ordinary, like an ant. What's there to pay attention to? The rumors in the outside world are mostly exaggerated. Only by seeing it with your own eyes will you be able to believe it!"
Wan Jianluan had seen the battle between Xuanyuan and Hua Wushang with his own eyes. Xuanyuan had indeed relied on the terrain and the unity of man and force to defeat Hua Wushang. Otherwise, Xuanyuan would not be a match for him. Not much time had passed, and even if Xuanyuan had improved, he could not have broken through to the Xian Realm. Therefore, Xuanyuan was not worth mentioning in his eyes!
Ji Chen was the Divine Body of the East, and yet he said that he was only here for Xuanyuan. This made Wan Jianluan feel extremely uncomfortable. Beside Wan Jianluan was a man with long hair, dressed in a white robe. He looked calm and handsome. He was Beixiao Xuan of the Fighting Dragons Sect, the person Xiaotian relied on.
Beixiao Xuan said calmly,
"Stone Technique is also a kind of strength. To be able to reach the realm of unity of man and force, this is also Xuanyuan's ability. However, in the path of cultivation, only one is true. He has indeed walked the unorthodox path. The Crown Prince, as the 'Eastern Divine Body', will be one of the strongest people in this world in the future. You should set your sights on the Central Plains, the Northern Plains, the Southern Plains, and even the Western Plains. A mere Xuanyuan is indeed not worth mentioning!"
Yin Qianxun's expression became stern when he heard this. However, they were after all flattering Ji Chen, and he could not disrupt it. He could only endure it. Yin Zhenluo, on the other hand, had a calm expression and turned a deaf ear to these words.
"Aren't the two of you a little biased? The fact that Xuanyuan could obtain the inheritance of the 'Da Luo Immortal Emperor' and the ancient Blue Dragon proves that his talent and temperament are excellent. As for me, I only have the 'Eastern Divine Body', so I dare not say that I have the whole Central Plains!" Ji Chen said with a self-deprecating smile.
"The Crown Prince is wrong. Brother Wan and Brother Xiao are right. Xuanyuan only knows how to borrow the power of the Outer Dao and rely on the favor of the 'Nightmare Ghost' to act viciously everywhere. When a villain gets his way, even his fowls and dogs rise to the sky. He is just a fox borrowing the tiger's might!" When Haiya thought of Xuanyuan, hatred for his wife arose in his heart. Originally, Yin Zhenluo was only a step away from him, but it was actually destroyed by Xuanyuan. This caused Haiya to be unable to swallow it no matter what.
"Young Master Hai is right. Xuanyuan relies on the power of the Outer Dao, so I naturally cannot go against him. If he dares to fight me with his own strength, then I will surely behead him in an instant!" A man in black embroidered clothes had a piercingly cold gaze. As he spoke, killing intent filled the surroundings and revealed a terrifying killing intent. This person was none other than Tian Luo, the master of Tianluo Immortal Mountain!
"Such a person is of lowly birth and has a bad temperament, yet he wants to compete with Senior Brother Jiang. If he encounters Senior Brother Jiang, then he will have no chance of winning."
Jiang Yitian's expression was refined, and his tone was calm as he said.
"Junior Brothers, aren't your views on Junior Brother Xuanyuan a little biased? After all, he is still young. As Senior Brothers, we need to be magnanimous. How can we shout and kill our own disciples? Aren't we making a fool of ourselves in front of the Crown Prince? "
Ji Chen only smiled faintly and did not speak. He knew that this was an internal conflict between the geniuses of Sengoku, and he did not want to get involved. He came here only to see the battle between Xuanyuan and Jiang Yitian.
"A mere lowly existence dares to establish a so-called Xuanyuan Sect in Sengoku, and vainly thinks that he can contend with the five great forces? It is simply wishful thinking. If he dares to come back this time, I will kill him on behalf of Senior Brother Jiang!" Wan Jian Luan sneered. That day, he was defeated by Fung Lie, and he was extremely unwilling. If he had a chance to kill Xuanyuan, it would be a good way to vent his anger.
"Wan Jian Luan, didn't you want to kill me? Come out and accept your death! " In the sky, there was a series of roars. Xuanyuan broke into the Fighting Dragons Celestial Garden, and his loud laughter was like the sound of heaven.
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