Chapter 1102: Inherited Holy Land, Eternal Immortality

( )    In this situation, the judges of the Moon Palace were all at a loss for words.

Could it be that they couldn't even make the Azure Dragon King Xiao Chen draw his sword?

The warriors of Tianxinghai were holding back a fire in their hearts, and they felt so aggrieved.

Xiao Chen's behavior made hundreds of thousands of warriors in Tianxinghai feel humiliated and angry, but they could do nothing about it.

Hundreds of thousands of people, no one dared to speak, what a sad scene.

On the stage, the veteran leader who ranked first in the last group of heroes, was defeated again in the process of competing with Xiao Chen in spearmanship.

He was defeated in the weapon he was best at again, and finally someone couldn't hold back his emotions and shouted angrily: "You so-called saints, how long are you going to be cowards!"

The voice echoed in the vast and quiet Mingyue Square, one circle after another, a little sad.

After a moment of silence, the frustration and anger in everyone's heart burst out at this moment.

Hundreds of thousands of people stood up at the same time, looking at the exquisite jade building in the air, and couldn't help shouting loudly.

"The inheritance holy land, immortal for ten thousand years, if not now, when will you wait!"

The inheritance holy land, immortal for ten thousand years, if not now, when will you wait!

This deafening shout resounded in all directions and echoed between heaven and earth. Hundreds of thousands of people shouted at the same time, and a scene that had never happened before at the grand gathering of heroes happened in astonishment.

In the exquisite jade buildings, the faces of the saints of Tianfu Academy, Five Poison Sect, Four Seas Dragon God Palace, Zhoutian Star Palace, Yinyang Cave Heaven, etc. were all extremely ugly.

Especially the eight words of the inheritance holy land, immortal for ten thousand years, made them feel that their faces were burning.

Now an outsider, a Qinglong King who was out of date in their eyes, actually forced hundreds of thousands of warriors in Mingyue Square to put pressure on them.

Xiao Chen stood on the stage, thinking. He was not expecting such a situation.

But it was okay. Since he wanted to make people speechless, he would just be high-profile to the end. He didn't mind adding fuel to the fire.

Xiao Chen said in a loud voice: "The inheritance holy land is immortal for thousands of years.

It is the immortal holy land. Today, Xiao is not talented. I came for the last Longmenshan card. Do you dare to fight for it, sons of the saints!"

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in every corner, overwhelming the voices of hundreds of thousands of people.

In the entire Mingyue Square, everyone was silent at the same time, leaving only Xiao Chen's clear voice, which spread in all directions and echoed.

He was shocked by Xiao Chen's words. Facing the sons of the saints, he actually wanted to challenge all the sons of the saints alone. It was a bit too crazy.

Xiao Chen's blunt words and teasing made the sons of the saints unable to sit still. Anyone with a little blood could not help it at this moment, not to mention these geniuses who always had high aspirations.

"Damn it, do you really think there is no one left in my Tianxinghai? I, Young Master Qingshu, will fight you!"

In the Jade Tower of Tianfu Academy, Young Master Qingshu, in a long gown, floated down and looked at Xiao Chen with a cold look.

Young Master Qingshu sneered: "Qinglong King, you are indeed arrogant enough. Do you dare to be more arrogant? You didn't use a knife when you bullied some old-fashioned Tianjiao? When you fought with me, do you dare not use a knife again?"

After seeing Xiao Chen's strength, Young Master Qingshu knew that he was no match for him. He thought of a tricky way and said something to anger Xiao Chen.

Everyone looked at Xiao Chen to see how he would answer. If Xiao Chen did not agree, Young Master Qingshu would take the blame and become the one who dared to bully old-fashioned Tianjiao.

"As you wish!"

Xiao Chen's face was calm, and he turned his palm, and a white folding fan appeared in his palm.

In the palace where the Moon Palace judges were, Yue Bingyun was slightly absent-minded. Is this what Xiao Chen said that made people speechless?

Heroes from all over the world are bustling and coming and going. There are endless elites in the four seas.

But Xiao Chen, the Azure Dragon King, only used one move, the weapon you are best at, and defeated him in one move. This is such a style. If you can persist to the end, it will really make people speechless and have no hesitation.

Even if the Moon Palace judges who are deliberately making things difficult want to prevent Xiao Chen from taking the Longmenshan card, they are powerless and speechless.

But can you really do it?

Previously, when facing the old-brand Tianjiao, Xiao Chen could defeat his opponent in one move. Facing the saints, he dared to challenge them alone. It was really arrogant.

The warriors on Mingyue Square were also shocked. Facing the saint of the Immortal Holy Land, Xiao Chen dared not draw his sword and used the opponent's best weapon to fight him.

This style, even if you don't say it, you have to say the word of admiration in your heart. At least if any of the younger generation were to replace him, no one would dare to do what Xiao Chen did. The Heroes' Grand Gathering would go back 10,000 years. No one would dare to do this either.

There is no one before, and there will be no one after!

Young Master Qingshu laughed and said, "You are really too arrogant. You dare to play with a fan in front of me, Young Master Qingshu. Then, I will decide the outcome with one move. Do you accept it or not?"

In the last battle with Xiao Chen, Young Master Qingshu was frightened by Xiao Chen's unpredictable fists, palms and claws, and dared not delay any longer. As long as Xiao Chen dared to agree to a one-move fight with him, and the other party could not use a knife, Xiao Chen would surely be defeated in an extremely ugly way.

Before Xiao Chen spoke, Qi Wuxue on the small arena below sneered, "You are a dignified saint son, and you have so many requirements for a decisive battle with others. You really treat it like a child playing house. Why don't you just say that Xiao Chen will stand still and let you make your plans!"

As soon as this was said, no one refuted. Young Master Qingshu's behavior was indeed somewhat shameful, and those who wanted to speak for him were embarrassed to speak.

Young Master Qingshu remained calm, but he sneered in his heart. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. As long as Xiao Chen is defeated, all criticism will disappear.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said, "One move determines the outcome. It's just what I want. Go ahead."

Young Master Qingshu was ecstatic when he saw Xiao Chen agreed. He laughed loudly, "The Azure Dragon King is the Azure Dragon King. This courage is indeed admirable, but there is no regret medicine in this world. The legend of you, a short-lived ghost, will be ended by me, Young Master Qingshu!"

"Today I will let you know that not everyone can play with a fan!"

Whoosh!

With a tap of his toes, Young Master Qingshu's figure turned into a green light and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

Wherever he passed, the ground rose up, and one after another green bamboos were firmly inserted into the ground, growing straight.

Soon, the entire arena was covered with green bamboos, countless and endless. The powerful and surging wood-attributed spiritual energy rose and fell between heaven and earth, as thick as sticky.

Combined with the noble spirit of Qingshu Gongzi's cultivation, Qingshu Gongzi's momentum rose infinitely, reaching an incredible level, almost comparable to the Great Accomplishment Quasi-Emperor.

"White clouds fly on Jiuyi Mountain, and the Holy Son rides the wind down Cuiwei!"

A clear poem came out from Qingshu Gongzi's mouth. The Confucian scholar was full of noble spirit. As soon as the poem came out, Qingshu Gongzi's temperament completely changed, and he became completely harmonious with the upright green bamboo.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up. This was unique. He used poems to temporarily change his temperament, so that his temperament could be completely integrated with the vision of martial arts, so that the power of this move could reach perfection.

But no matter what, the temperament that is pretended is just pretended after all. Without true feelings, everything is just a facade.

If Young Master Qingshu is really as upright as the green bamboo, it is hard to say whether Xiao Chen will win or lose if he fights against him with only a folding fan.

As for now, let's see him finish this good show and then give him a fatal blow. In the green bamboo, Xiao Chen was calm and gently waved the folding fan in his hand.

"It is precious to have a bamboo in your heart in life, so that you can withstand the difficult test."

"The most important thing is to be humble and keep your strength, and you will not feel cold after experiencing the wind and rain for a long time."

The magnificent verses resounded through the world and spread out, allowing every warrior in Mingyue Square to clearly feel a sense of righteousness.

Young Master Qingshu's body flickered in the air, and every flicker had a poem flowing out.

In the void, Young Master Qingshu used the world as ink and the folding fan in his hand as a pen. He wrote these poems one by one in the air, forming an indelible will.

The green bamboos on the ground are compatible with the poems in the air, and the whole arena seems to have become an ink painting full of charm.

The writer, Qingshu Gongzi, has a misty figure, completely compatible with the world, making it difficult to tell where he will appear next time.

We can only watch him in the air, using poems as paintings, making his martial arts become stronger and more perfect little by little.

"Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, who knows the spring river water is warm!"

Outside the green bamboo, peach blossoms fall one by one, adding a touch of color to this elegant ink painting.

All the spectators in the arena were shocked. Although Qingshu Gongzi's methods were a bit despicable, his martial arts were indeed shocking and almost impeccable.

But in terms of folding fans, no one can surpass him. No wonder he is so sure that Xiao Chen will lose before the fight starts.

"Another red sun rises, and my heart is still as high as the sky!"

A dazzling morning sun rose from the chest of Young Master Qingshu, making his momentum reach the peak of the Great Accomplishment Martial Emperor, enough to crush people to death with momentum. With this red sun, he pressed hard towards Xiao Chen.

From all directions, the most eye-catching arena is like a painting, covered with green bamboos, full of poems, embellishing the peach blossom river, and Xiao Chen is trapped in the painting, like a trapped beast.

Many people are extremely happy in their hearts. This is the end of arrogance. It makes you arrogant. Now you are trapped and can't cry even if you want to.

"The inheritance of the holy land is immortal for thousands of years. The Holy Son appears and the Azure Dragon is defeated!"

Maybe it was too long. Seeing that Young Master Qingshu had such a big advantage, someone took the lead and shouted, which immediately attracted the whole audience to follow suit, and for a time, Young Master Qingshu's prestige shook the sky.

On the small stage below, Qi Wuxue cursed: "These guys are too shameless, Xiao Chen is the same, why agree to him, just beat him up!"

The ten judges of the Moon Palace looked at each other and got the answer.

Yue Bingyun knew in his heart that if Xiao Chen lost this game, no matter how good he was before, the judges would not give him the Longmenshan card.

"A bright moon shines in the sky, the bridge cuts off the water and the sky is full of snow, who knows that my heart is like the moon, whoever laughs is the person in the painting!"