As Elder Lu's strength soared, Wu Haoran and the others, who had been extremely excited, were shocked.
"A Grandmaster Martial Artist! Another Grandmaster Martial Artist!"
"How is this possible? How could Xingchen School have sent a Grandmaster Martial Artist?"
For a moment, Wu Haoran and the three elders beside him exclaimed in surprise.
A Grandmaster Martial Artist? They had never imagined that Elder Lu would be a Grandmaster Martial Artist.
The previous trace of excitement disappeared at this moment, and his expression became a little ugly. His original plan to turn the situation around collapsed at this moment, disappearing completely …
If the old man from Wan Jia had the strength of a Grandmaster Martial Artist and could fend off several Imperial Martial Artists, there was no hope now.
The other party had a Grandmaster Martial Artist too. Their advantage had vanished once again.
It was as if they had climbed from the ground to the clouds, only to fall back to hell. It was extremely cruel.
"A Grandmaster Martial Artist!" The old man from Wan Jia narrowed his eyes as he looked at Elder Lu. His expression changed slightly as he asked in a low voice.
He had not expected to see a Grandmaster Martial Artist here.
To the people of the Central Mainland, the Northern Borderline was a barbaric place. In the eyes of the martialists of the Central Mainland, Beijiang was a synonym for backwardness and weakness.
Therefore, they had always looked down on Beijiang, especially the Grandmaster Martial Artists.
Especially the Sect Martial Artists. In their opinion, as long as they were Sect Martial Artists, they would definitely be the strongest existences in the northern border.
It was true that there were Grandmaster Martial Artists in Beijiang! However, these Grandmaster Martial Artists were either old fellows who lived in seclusion or people who had gone to the Central Mainland to continue their cultivation. There were almost no Grandmaster Martial Artists who would actually move about in Beijiang. This was also why there were no Grandmaster Martial Artists on the Beijiang Dragon Roll! Grandmaster Martial Artists had withdrawn from the ranks!
Under such circumstances, Great Perfection Emperor Realm martial artists became the strongest existences.
The old man from Wan Jia had never imagined that they would encounter a Grandmaster Martial Artist at their first stop in Beijiang, and under such circumstances at that.
"Humph, Wan Jia! Leave now and return to the Central Continent. My Xingchen School will definitely not pursue this matter. Otherwise, on Mount Sainte, your Wan Jia will not be able to bear the consequences! " When Elder Lu's aura reached its peak, he looked at the old man named Wan Jia and said indifferently. His words contained an inviolable aura.
This was the aura naturally emitted by experts.
"Retreat? Hahaha … Xingchen School, do you guys still think that you guys are the same Xingchen School from thousands of years ago?
Ridiculous! You want me, Wan Jia, to retreat? You are not qualified. If you want to fight, then fight. Today, I want to see what kind of ability your Xingchen School has! "The martial artist from Wan Jia snorted indifferently when he heard Elder Lu's words.
"What ability does our Xingchen School have? Since that's the case, as you wish, let's fight! " Elder Lu's eyes turned icy as he shouted icily when he heard the words of the old man named Wan Jia.
In an instant, the auras of the two martial artists intertwined in the air.
A formless wave of air spread in all directions, causing everyone's expression to change. This was especially so for Wang Chen, who was in the middle of it all. Was this the strength of an expert? Was this the strength of a martial artist? This was the first time he had felt the formidable aura of a martial artist so closely.
Although he had felt Dongfang Niu Hao's aura before, it had only been released for a moment. Although he had felt the aura of a martial artist from Wan Jia, it had never caused such an intense collision with another martial artist. They had not unleashed their full strength at all.
This was the strength of a martial artist from Wan Jia!
A hint of yearning appeared in Wang Chen's eyes.
"Leave this martial artist to me. You guys deal with the rest. Kill! "After a while, Elder Lu shouted at Wang Chen and the rest.
"Hehe, Wu Haoran, since you've given up your last chance, let's fight!" The eighth high priest scoffed coldly when he heard Elder Lu's words.
"Fight!"
With an angry roar, the third, fifth, and eighth high priests, as well as the Great Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, and Fifth Elder beside Wang Chen, all unleashed their auras. In a flash, they pounced forward under the shocked gazes of Wu Haoran and the Carefree Sect members.
"Flaming Moon, go!" Wang Chen snorted coldly and shouted at the Flaming Moon beside him.
At Wang Chen's shout, the Flaming Moon let out a deafening roar. In a flash, it turned into a streak of purple light and dashed into the crowd. Now, the Flaming Moon's speed was on par with that of the eighth high priest and the other level nine and perfected Emperor martial artists. Its speed was incomparably fast!
The first to charge into the crowd was the Flaming Moon.
Purple light flashed, and a cold gleam pierced through the sky. The Flaming Moon's sharp claws turned into cold weapons and began its massacre.
At the same time, Wang Chen flicked his wrist. "Scorpion King, go!"
The Scorpion King. That's right. Wang Chen had summoned the Scorpion King as well.
Currently, Wang Chen had already reached the ranks of a level six Emperor martial artist. However, the Scorpion King was still in the ranks of a level eight Emperor martial artist. It was still a distance away from becoming a level nine Emperor martial artist! To demonic beasts, battling was definitely the fastest way to increase their strength.
Therefore, the Scorpion King needed more battles. Wang Chen would not be stingy with letting it go on a killing spree in such a situation.
Fresh blood was the most basic requirement to become a king beast.
With a flash of white light, the Scorpion King's crystal clear body appeared in everyone's vision.
After leaving Wang Chen's arm, the Scorpion King rapidly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a mighty scorpion. Not just the head, but the head. This was because its body was not inferior to the Flaming Moon's body! The Scorpion King's growth rate was really embarrassing.
Clang clang …
When it appeared in everyone's sight, the Scorpion King waved its huge pincers with a cold gleam. It made a crisp sound like metal colliding.
Squeak, squeak, squeak …
Looking at the enemy in front of it, the Scorpion King screamed excitedly.
That voice was low and hoarse, but it could not conceal the Scorpion King's excitement. As an ancient beast king, the blood that flowed in the Scorpion King's body was warlike and bloodthirsty. The bloodthirsty aura in its bones could not be changed. Moreover, after being blood refined by Wang Chen, it had integrated a part of the Divine Martial Bloodline's aura. The Divine Martial Bloodline was extremely warlike. It was originally a symbol of battle. After integrating this aura, the Scorpion King became even more warlike.
Moreover, it could clearly feel from the inherited memories that if it wanted to improve as quickly as possible, it had to fight endlessly.
"Scorpion King!" Seeing the Scorpion King appear, there was another wave of exclamations from the crowd.
"Scorpion King, hmph, I didn't expect there to be an ancient beast king!" Licking his lips, the eyes of the Wan Jia elder revealed a greedy look!
The Scorpion King, this ancient beast king, was much more famous in the Central Mainland than it was in the Beijiang.
Naturally, he knew what the Scorpion King represented. If he could obtain the Scorpion King, he could imagine the benefits.
"Hmph, beast, don't be so arrogant!" Driven by his greed, the elder shouted softly and dashed toward the Scorpion King in a flash.
The strength of an eighth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist was something he could easily deal with! Therefore, he was not going to give up on such a great opportunity.
"Your opponent is me!" In the next moment, just as the elder dashed toward the Scorpion King, Elder Lu's figure flashed and blocked in front of him.
"Scram!" Seeing that his path forward was blocked, a cold glint flashed in the elder's eyes. Under the temptation of the Scorpion King, he suddenly launched an attack.
The two Grandmaster Realm martial artists instantly clashed.
As the Flaming Moon and the Scorpion King attacked, Wang Chen's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he swept into the crowd. "Fight!"
With a roar, Wang Chen blocked a middle-aged man on Wan Jia's side!
"A peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist!" Sensing the man's strength, Wang Chen's expression changed as he said in a low voice.
That's right, a peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist. Not only did this man have the strength of a peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist, the other middle-aged man, Wan Jia, also had the strength of a peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist!
This time, Wan Jia could be said to be fully prepared for the trip to the Beijiang.
Although the clan's Grandmaster Realm martial artists were restricted by the rules of the Beijiang and Central Mainland, they could not send any Grandmaster Realm martial artists. However, the two Monarch Realm martial artists they sent were definitely top-notch Monarch Realm martial artists.
More importantly, they sent a Grandmaster Realm martial artist to hold the fort as a safety precaution.
In this way, it could be said to be absolutely safe.
If they had charged to the Black Sea City to find trouble with Wang Chen before this, perhaps, Wang Chen would really not be able to resist. However, it was a pity that they met here now.
Elder Lu's appearance made all of Wan Jia's preparations go down the drain, making all of their plans go up in smoke.
Sensing the strength of this peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist opposite him, Wang Chen's eyes shone brightly, and a heroic spirit rose in his heart.
The peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist licked his lips. Wang Chen revealed a trace of excitement.
After refining the Eye of Rosefinch, his strength stepped into the ranks of a Tier 6 Monarch Realm martial artist, and he had a huge improvement.
Now, his strength could already rival ordinary Tier 9 Monarch Realm martial artists! And the last time, when he was at the peak fifth-stage Monarch Realm, facing that peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist from the Yaowangmen, he was in a sorry state. This caused a knot in Wang Chen's heart all along. Now that he encountered a Tier 9 Monarch Realm martial artist again, Wang Chen's fighting spirit naturally soared.
This was his second time fighting with such a powerhouse. Moreover, the other party was a peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist from the Central Mainland. It was not something the peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artists from the Beijiang could compare to. Wan Jia was one of the aristocrats!
How strong would such a peak ninth-stage Monarch Realm martial artist be? Would he have the ability to resist? How big was the gap between the two?
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