Chapter 305 Chen Zhixing, you are finally here!
The seventh day.
A round of early sunshine slowly rises from the end of the horizon.
The golden sunlight shines on the blue sea, turning the sea into a sparkling golden color.
Clusters of golden waves push towards the beach, rolling up the fine sand and returning to the sea.
Fubo City is the port leading to the depths of the East China Sea.
It was only early in the morning, and already the sky was filled with boiling water and noisy dust.
On weekdays, the long coastline of Navobo City has already been crowded with people on three floors inside and three floors outside.
The masters of the major forces occupy the vantage point with the best view of the battle.
And on the beach.
A golden carriage pulled by nine real dragons crawled and occupied the long beach!
the other side.
The two Nether elders had their hands folded in their sleeves and stood expressionless, followed by a group of ANBU members whose faces were covered with rabbit masks.
The front position of the port.
"So many people!"
Xu Qingqing's face was full of excitement. She had grown up in the Nanping Sword Sect since she was a child, and this was the first time she had seen such a lively scene.
Even the well-informed old woman in black and the calm-minded Mu Jianping couldn't help but sigh.
"More than half of the top forces in the thirteen states of Dongxuan Territory have sent people here."
"There are more Nirvana Realm beings present than we can count on both hands, and there are even more True Self Realm monks!"
"Rare, really rare in the world!"
The old woman in black shook her head and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Thinking of her as the grand elder of the Nanping Sword Sect, with her true self-cultivation, she is considered a well-known figure in Nanzhou, and she will be respected wherever she goes.
But at this moment, just in front of the port, there are probably nearly a hundred people like her in Zhenwu Realm!
"I'm afraid there aren't so many Zhenwu realm monks in the entire Nanzhou, right?" The old woman in black smiled bitterly.
Mu Jianping, on the other hand, was slightly in a daze.
When she was in the Nanping Sword Sect, she often heard about the deeds of the third son of Ziwei, Chen Zhixing. Although she knew that the third son was now very popular, he could be said to be at the forefront of this era.
But I don't have a clear idea of how great Chen Zhixing's influence is.
And now, she understands!
What is a person who stands at the forefront of an era?
That is, a casual move can affect the whole world!
A simple battle turned into a shocking scene that attracted tens of millions of people!
"Hehe, Senior Long, two junior sisters, this position is not easy to get. If I hadn't had a relationship with the Ziwei Chen family and deliberately went to say hello to the Ziwei Chen family, we wouldn't be able to stand in such a reliable position based on our status and strength. forward."
Tang Long, holding a white folding fan, said smugly while fanning himself.
"Master Tang, you are so awesome!"
Xu Qingqing on the side couldn't help but cast her admiring gaze on Tang Long.
"Hahaha, where, when the war is over, if Third Young Master wins, maybe I can take you to get to know Third Young Master."
Tang Long laughed loudly, and the pain that he had spent a hundred thousand spiritual stones to buy this position immediately subsided a little.
"Two junior sisters, I have helped you so much this time. We have to go have a few drinks tonight and we will not come back until we are drunk! You can't refuse anymore!"
Tang Long said half-jokingly, pretending to be serious.
"Hehe, definitely." Xu Qingqing nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.
Mu Jianping thought about how many times he had rejected Tang Long's invitations in the past few days, and he nodded with some embarrassment:
"That's what Young Master Tang said."
Time passed slowly.
The rising sun gradually moved away from the sea and became higher and higher.
On the sparkling sea, the thick fog gradually dispersed.
I saw that it was very far away from Fubo City.
A figure with loose gray hair and a hat sits cross-legged on the sea, holding a fishing rod and fishing quietly.
Wishes of pale cold air unconsciously emanated from beneath his body, gradually freezing the entire sea surface.
"Li Changsheng!"
"Li Changsheng is already here!"
In an instant, countless people were shocked and let out a low cry.
next moment.
Their eyes were all focused on where the two old people were.
The time for the fight has arrived.
Li Changsheng has arrived.
What about the third son, Chen Zhixing?
Inside the golden carriage pulled by nine true dragons.
The car curtain was gently opened by a big hand.
Sikong Xuanji sat in the middle of the carriage and said calmly:
"Where is Chen Zhixing? Why haven't you come yet? Are you so untrue to your word?"
Youlao glanced at him sideways, curled his lips and said casually:
"You old man, why are you so anxious? Our young master always goes to bed early and wakes up late. If you want to fight, let's wait until our young master has had enough sleep!"
"you!"
When Sikong Xuanji heard this, a look of sullenness flashed in his eyes.
Lao Den'er?
In terms of age, this You Lao is probably even older than him!
Do you still have the nerve to call him Lao Denger?
"Hmph, then it's best to tell your young master to hurry up. There are so many people waiting for him, so he doesn't want to become the laughing stock of the whole world."
Sikong Xuanji took a deep breath and spoke with a gloomy face.
As the head of a long-lived family, he couldn't let go of his dignity and went to scold this old man like a shrew.
"Wait a minute, don't wait, get out. Our young master doesn't care about that."
You Lao mumbled indifferently.
Just when he couldn't help but speak a few more words of ridicule.
Crash-!
The ANBU members behind them all moved aside and bowed to make way for them.
The two elders You and the ten elders looked back at the same time when they heard the sound.
Then smiles spread across their faces.
"Third Young Master."
I saw him at the very back of the crowd.
A figure with black hair like a waterfall, a white shirt as white as snow, a pair of narrow eyes, a face as handsome as a god, walked step by step.
Swish swish—!
In an instant, the whole city was shaken!
Countless eyes were focused on Chen Zhixing.
"Chen Zhixing is here!"
"Chen Zhixing, the Third Young Master of Ziwei!"
Countless people exclaimed.
Mu Jianping, Xu Qingqing and others among the crowd also hurriedly stood up on their toes to look.
"Is that Chen Zhixing? He's even more handsome than in the portrait!!"
Xu Qingqing opened her mouth slightly and was stunned for a moment.
Mu Jianping, who was beside him, was also shocked, and a brilliant light flashed in his beautiful eyes.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Tang Long is already considered to be extremely handsome, but compared with the third young master Chen Zhixing, he is like the light of a firefly. Compared with the clear and bright moon, he is completely incomparable to the sky and the earth. There is no trace at all. Comparability!
Fubo City is very far away.
"Chen Zhixing, you are finally here!"
Li Changsheng, whose gray hair was disheveled and wearing a bamboo hat, slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Zhixing.
A raging fighting spirit burst out from his eyes in an instant, and his gaze broke through countless voids!
