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Chapter 2888

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After the exclamations, there was a strange silence. Everyone stared at the black-robed man on the high platform as if they had seen a ghost. He, he, he actually defeated a Supremacy?

That was a Supremacy of a sect! How could a Supremacy with the strength of a Heavenly God lose to a cultivator from the lower realm? When did a cultivator from the lower realm become so powerful?

At that moment, the Immortal Monarchs involuntarily stood up, their faces filled with astonishment. They had thought that the Supremacy of the sect would win in the end, so they had not stopped the fight.

They had even thought that the black-robed man should suffer a setback for his arrogance and pride. They had not expected that he would be slapped in the face!

A Supremacy of a sect had actually lost to a cultivator from the lower realm. If this were to spread, they would become a joke.

Earlier, the black robed man's speed had been so swift that they hadn't been able to stop him or lend a hand in time. They could only watch helplessly as the scene unfolded before their eyes ….

Fengjiu watched with a smile, his face filled with pride. This was her man! Hers! Look at how outstanding he was!

On the high platform, the handsome, god-like man in black robes stood with one hand behind his back and the other hand on his abdomen. His black robes fluttered in the wind, and he exuded an incomparably noble aura. A powerful, sharp, and intimidating pressure filled the air. After this battle, his name, Xuanyuan Moze, and his magnificence, were deeply imprinted in the minds of the tens of thousands of disciples of the four sects …

"My goodness, he's even more powerful than Fengjiu!" Supremacy Lingmu blinked, his mouth wide open in shock. He had not expected this kid to be so powerful without making a sound. It was true that a true master did not show his true colors!

"Oh, he's not bad. I didn't expect you to have such good taste! This kid is not bad. "The beautiful Supremacy glanced at Fengjiu with her beautiful eyes.

Fengjiu proudly raised his chin, looking as proud as a fox. "Of course, don't you know whose man he is?"

"Since you're so powerful, I'd like to experience it for myself!" Another Venerable One from a sect slammed the table and flew out. He stood in the middle of the stage and stared at Xuanyuan Moze with a sharp gaze. "Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Before Xuanyuan Moze could say anything, Fengjiu, who was always protective of his people, could not stand it. She snorted coldly and walked out. She walked up to the Venerable One and said, "I couldn't tell!"

"Didn't see anything?" The Venerable One glanced at Fengjiu, who was dressed as a man, and frowned slightly. A woman was dressed as a man for no reason. What a mess.

Fengjiu glanced at him and said softly, "I didn't expect you to be so thick-skinned!"

"You!" The Venerable One was furious. He wanted to attack, but he felt that it would be beneath his dignity to attack a woman, so he snorted coldly. "How dare you!"

He released a powerful Divine Might, which suddenly enveloped Feng Jiu. It was as if he wanted to use his Divine Might to force her to retreat. But who would have thought that after he released his Divine Might, the woman in front of him still stood in front of him with the same expression as before. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a contemptuous gaze, which annoyed him.

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