Chapter 23 Are you the son of that idiot?

Ouyang Feng leaned on his sword with difficulty and slowly stood up from the ground. His figure was a little staggering, but he gritted his teeth and steadied himself. He raised his old face covered with blood, his eyes deep and surprisingly calm.

He did not look at the King of Zhennan, but at the wandering outsiders.

"Die for integrity, die for a good cause, I want to tell you one thing, the monks of Huangzhou...cannot be insulted!!"

The firm voice echoed everywhere, and everyone's heart sounded deep, and goose bumps appeared all over their bodies.

"The monks of Huangzhou can not be insulted!!!!"

The roar was like a huge wave, resounding throughout the land of Huangzhou.

In an instant, the Huangzhou monks present were united as an enemy, and they all protected Ouyang Feng.

It seemed that they were about to perish together and fly into the fire!

"This..."

The outside cultivators were all shocked and moved.

I don't know why, although these cultivators from the Desolate State are very weak, they feel terrified when facing them.

The most important thing is.

Things have come to this point, and it is indeed bullying. If it is spread out, it will be a bad reputation and discredit the forces they own.

The face of the King of Zhennan changed, and then he grinned: "Do you want ants to bite elephants to death? Dream on! Ants are ants!"

After that, he was about to accumulate strength and swing the Hunyuan Hammer to smash it down.

"Protect the ancestors!!"

The leader of the Banshan Sect roared.

"Desolate State cultivators, all fight!!" All the major sects, the true masters, and the scattered cultivators of various countries all raised their heads and roared, filled with righteous indignation.

At this time.

The change suddenly occurred.

Several more terrifying and powerful auras came.

"That, that?!" Many people's scalps almost exploded, and their eyes were full of awe.

"Amitabha~"

A group of monks wearing cassocks, chanting Buddhist names, stepping on golden lotuses, strolling in the air.

"The Hanging Temple in Fozhou!"

Some people exclaimed.

"Haha, it's really lively today." A man in brocade clothes with dark purple hair hanging down to his waist and an evil face appeared, waving a white fan in his hand, looking chic and romantic.

He sat upright on a sapphire chariot, which was pulled by several dragons in front. Each dragon had a terrifying aura, and their cultivation was surprisingly in the God Transformation Realm!

Using a God Transformation-level dragon as a mount, it can be seen how powerful the family is!

All around, the strong men sent by the Dudu family to protect them all had lightning eyes and a strong aura.

The strongest of the three guards is even more unfathomable, killing a god is like killing a dog!

"That, that is known as the first cultivation family in Lingzhou, Xue family head Xue Yiyi!"

Some people gasped.

Boom! ! !

At this time, the last group of people, without concealing their terrifying momentum of suppressing the other two groups, immediately attracted countless shocked eyes.

Master Jingchan, who led the Hanging Temple, had a trace of fear in his eyes, and clasped his hands together and silently chanted the Buddha's name.

Xue family head Xue Yiyi looked unhappy, but he resisted the urge to attack.

"Oh, even the Yuhua Sect of Qingzhou is here!!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Yuhua Sect, the top force in the Eastern Region, has been unshakable for millions of years and is a well-deserved holy place for cultivation.

On the golden flying boat stood a group of Yuhuamen monks, among whom there were several extremely powerful auras, which were emitted by an inner sect elder.

"Holy Son, we are here."

Elder Yan did not dare to neglect the young man in front of him, and said solemnly with his hands folded.

There was a strong energy breath in and out between the young man's mouth and nose, and his whole body was shrouded in mysterious and hazy mist, and the pores of his body were emitting brilliant sun essence.

This is the strongest true disciple of Yuhuamen, and also the recently established Holy Son!

What a respectable status, even higher than the inner sect elders!

"Huangzhou..." At this time, Chen Xiao looked at this long-lost land and murmured.

This is the place where he was born and raised, but now it has become a stain he doesn't want to mention!

No one knows how much impact his worldview had suffered when he first joined Yuhuamen.

Other fellow disciples were either from powerful cultivation families or from some immortal dynasties, so their Daozhous were rich in resources and extremely rich in spiritual energy.

And he was just a small cultivator from a remote village!

Fortunately, he awakened the Sun Immortal Body, and from then on he changed his fate and became the most dazzling pride of Yuhua Sect step by step.

But!

This humble origin always made Chen Xiao feel embarrassed!

Now that he has returned to his hometown, he does not feel excited or nostalgic, but rather disgusted and nauseated.

"Oh, that Saint Chen Xiao from Yuhua Sect! I have heard of him, with the Sun Immortal Body, and his peers call him invincible!"

Some cultivators exclaimed.

After all, Yuhua Sect is the top force in the Eastern Region, and any disturbance inside it is related to the direction of the external situation.

Everyone knows that there is a young man named Chen Xiao in Yuhua Sect. He defeated all the true disciples in the sect competition and was listed as the contemporary Saint Son!

There is no doubt that he will be the most dazzling new star in the future East Region!

Ten thousand years from now, he will write a new legend!

Because this boy has the potential to become an immortal! !

Suddenly.

One after another, the cultivators of Huangzhou reacted and said in shock: "Chen Xiao? Isn't that the leader of Fenglei Sect? This is our own from Huangzhou!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

"What?! The Saint Son of Yuhua Sect came from this barren and backward barbarian land!?"

"How is it possible? Such a broken place will have such a top pride born?"

"This is troublesome. Will our cultivator who humiliated Huangzhou..."

The monks from the other three Daozhou states all looked at him in astonishment. Apparently, the origin of the Holy Son of the Yuhua Sect shocked them greatly.

Feeling countless weird looks, Chen Xiao pretended to be calm on the surface, but there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

What he was most worried about happened!

Elder Yan understood what he was thinking, and suddenly threw off his sleeves, and rolled up the group of Huangzhou monks who had just shouted in the air. Then a terrifying force shook, and the bodies of tens of thousands of monks exploded in an instant.

Blood rained freely, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

"I, the Holy Son of the Yuhua Sect, am not something you and other ants can talk about!"

"Anyone who talks nonsense again will be killed!"

Elder Yan shouted violently.

At this moment, the entire uproar suddenly fell into silence.

Chen Xiao looked indifferent and unmoved.

At this time, King Zhennan felt ashamed. After all, he had humiliated the monks from Huangzhou before. Who would have thought that a saint from the Ascension Sect would emerge from this small place!

With this status, not to mention his status as a king-level figure, even if the leader of the Shunshun Dynasty came, he would not dare to offend him.

After thinking about it, the King of Zhennan said cautiously: "Chen Shengzi, can these monks from the deserted state be handed over to me for disposal?"

If Chen Xiaofan wanted to stop him, King Zhennan would stop him without saying a word.

Chen Xiao glanced at him lightly, moved his thin lips slightly and uttered two words, "Whatever."

See it.

King Zhennan was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Holy Son Chen!"

After saying that, he looked at Ouyang Feng with a ferocious smile on his face, and was about to hit Ouyang Feng with the Hunyuan Hammer in his hand.

"No……"

The monk Huangzhou's eyes were full of despair, and the hope in his heart was extinguished.

Ouyang Feng had a sad smile on his face, shook his head and said nothing.

He stood up unsteadily, wanting to swing out that high-spirited sword in his youth for the last time!

To this.

Chen Xiao turned a blind eye. In his eyes, these were all lowly natives, but he had already left the lowly status and became a real superior!

"Sect Master, what should we do, Master of Fenglei Sect?" On the inconspicuous mountain in the distance, the master of Hidden Sword Peak said worriedly.

"My guess is correct. Chen Laogou's son will definitely come when he leaves the secret realm this time. Fortunately, the Xuan Sect did not show up rashly." The sect leader Xu Younian said with palpitations.

"Sect Master, while they are going to rob the secret realm, our Xuan Sect should move quickly. This Eastern Territory is so big, let's find a place to hide first!"

"I agree. Didn't you hear someone call him Holy Son just now? It's better for us to escape!"

"By the way, where is Junior Brother Ye 그? He is the hope of the 꺳놆Xuan꽭 Sect!"

Sudden.

Xiangfeng Peak Master seemed to have seen something. He stretched out his hand to cover his delicate lips, his beautiful eyes widened in shock, "Everyone, look at that, Junior Brother Ye seems to have passed..."

"What?!"

Xu Younian was shocked, "Hurry, bring him back quickly!!"

Chen Xiao is just there. If he goes there now, wouldn't he be seeking death?

now.

Just when the war was about to break out, a voice of cursing spread from far to near in all directions.

"Damn it, I'm being bullied to the point of being bullied by outsiders! This deserted state can't do without me. Don't move around. Everyone, please stand by your side!"

Swish, swish, swish.

Countless looks of astonishment gathered in the past.

They want to see who dares to be so arrogant?

놙I saw a handsome young man wearing a black robe embroidered with gold patterns, 놇making a high-profile appearance in front of everyone, with his long silver-white hair flying in sharp contrast.

"Who is coming? Tell me your name!"

King Zhennan sneered.

"Your eldest father, Ye Junlin!"

Ye Junlin raised his voice.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!!" King Zhennan was stunned, and then became furious.

"Ye Junlin? Isn't that the master of the Piaomiao Peak of the Xuanxuan Sect!" Someone reacted and exclaimed.

"Xuan꽭zong! Ye Junlin!!"

Chen Xiao, who originally looked indifferent, heard this sentence, his eyes burst out with a cold light that split the sky, and he roared angrily.

Unexpectedly, the man who killed his father was right in front of him!

Ye Junlin touched his nose and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Xiao's face was full of murderous intent, "Master of Fenglei Sect, you can kill me!"

"Oh, you are talking about that evil pen. I have the impression that his old man said that his son has the appearance of becoming an immortal. Could you tell me about his..." Ye Junlin said tentatively.

"I am his son!"

Chen Xiao's eyes were bloodshot and he gritted his teeth.

"Damn it, it turns out you are that evil son!" Ye Junlin looked very surprised.

boom!

The terrifying power was like the eruption of a volcano. Chen Xiao was so angry that his whole body trembled. The anger in his chest suddenly swept through his body and roared:

"I want you to die!!!"

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