One Thousand Four Hundred Fifty-Eight as You Wish

There are only five days left before the half month announced by the Blood Clothes Gate, but the Azure Dragon King Xiao Chen still did not show up, all kinds of rumors about Xiao Chen spread like wildfire.

Some said that Xiao Chen was dead, so naturally he couldn't appear.

Others said that Xiao Chen has been abolished, and now he is just an ordinary person. Going there is purely courting death.

In the past five years, the world has long forgotten the existence of Xiao Chen. In this golden age, Tianjiao appears every day.

Who will remember, an arrogant Tianjiao who has passed away.

But half a month ago, the Longmen turmoil, coupled with the release of the Bloody Clothes Sect, the public opinion of the entire Tianxinghai pushed Xiao Chen to the cusp again.

This one has long been the focus of every martial artist's discussion.

There are even good people who open the market for this, betting on whether Xiao Chen will show up.

The number of bettors exceeded people's imagination, and the handicap was officially taken over by Caiyun Villa, the largest casino in Tianxinghai, on that day.

A professional handicap has been drawn, whether Xiao Chen will appear, and after appearing, whether he can rescue the elder of the Longmen, whether he can escape unscathed, all have some detailed odds.

There are only five days left, and there is still no news about Xiao Chen. There is no trace of Xiao Chen, and there is a lot of news about him not appearing.

The odds of betting on Xiao Chen's appearance suddenly skyrocketed, reaching an astonishing 1 to 100. But even with such terrifying odds, few people bet, and they did not believe that Xiao Chen would appear.

As for those who bet on Xiao Chen being able to save the elders of the Longmen, they are even rarer, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as rare.

No one expected that an outdated Azure Dragon King would cause such a disturbance five years later.

There is no clue about Xiao Chen's news, but another gathering related to it is particularly eye-catching.

The former Saintess of the Moon Palace widely distributed hero posts, calling on the heroes of the Star Sea to gather together and rescue the elders of Longmen.

Over the past half month, there have been outstanding figures who have come to appointments with posts.

Chu Yang, the son of Zhou Tianxing Palace, Di Xinhan of Wan Yao Island, Yin Susu of Yin Yang Cave, and Ye Chen, the young master of Beihai Alliance. Even Dugu Ao, who was far away in the sea of ​​humans and demons, rushed over in the last few days.

In this long list, every name who went to the appointment is a leader in Tian Xinghai.

The influence of the saint can be seen, even if she is no longer in the moon palace, she is still respected.

Speaking of the saint Yue Bingyun, her sentimental personality is widely praised. The four words, affectionate and righteous, are the best evaluations of her.

Those with a flexible mind found that in this long list, many people are behind the Immortal Holy Land, or the forces second only to the Holy Land.

That sparked some, deeper speculation.

Could it be that these holy places did not dare to formally turn against the Blood Clothes Sect, so they had to use this method to silently express their attitude.

Of course it's possible, it's just a matter of thinking.

Five days later, in the western sea? In the western sea area, Xilong City, the main rudder of the Blood Clothes Gate, was attracting the attention of all the people, and the crowds were like a stream.

The streets and alleys in the city can be seen everywhere, crowded with people. All of them are warriors from various places in the Star Sea.

There is only one reason why so many warriors rushed to Xilong City.

Because today is the day when the Blood Clothes Sect decides to kill the elders of the Longmen, and all the elders of the Longmen have been imprisoned in the Blood Square.

It is said that when the time comes, the young master of the Blood Clothes Sect, Ao Feng, will draw lots to decide who will be the one to perform the surgery.

Then, every day, a Longmen elder would be publicly beheaded until Xiao Chen appeared, and if he didn't appear, he would be beheaded until the end.

The cruelty of the method can be said to be rare in ancient times.

Acting arrogantly is also rare in recent years. Who would have thought that a newly rising power would dare to be so ostentatious.

I'm afraid that apart from forcing Xiao Chen to show up, the Blood Clothes Sect also has the intention of standing up, after this matter is over.

Even if Xiao Chen didn't show up, the Blood Clothes Sect's status can be regarded as stable in the Sea of ​​Stars.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone, kill two birds with one stone. The poison of a strategy is extraordinary.

In the tallest tower in Xilong City, the head of the Blood Clothes Sect is looking down at all living beings. On him, the aura of a hero is becoming more and more obvious.

Can Minghuo, the deputy sect master standing behind him, felt a burst of pressure.

With his back facing Remnant Fire, Ao Lang stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Is there still no news from Xiao Chen?"

"No, this guy seems to have really disappeared, without any clues. He can't really die, right? Then our big fanfare seems a bit redundant."

Remnant Fire said cautiously.

The corners of Ao Lang's mouth turned up slightly, and he said with an inscrutable smile: "Is it superfluous? It doesn't matter whether he appears or not, it's a surprise if he appears. If he doesn't appear, my goal is almost achieved."

"After this day, the Blood Clothes Sect will be considered to be truly resounding in the Star Sea, and I will be considered to be on an equal footing with many Holy Masters."

Remnant Fire clasped his hands and said, "Congratulations to the sect master, your wish has been fulfilled, and the future will rule the sea of ​​stars, just around the corner."

When Ao Lang heard the words, he was overjoyed and couldn't help laughing: "The golden age, whoever said it was only the prosperous age of Tianjiao, everyone has the opportunity to break out of their own country in this prosperous age!"

"Master, there is one more thing, Yue Bingyun and his gang dispersed after they entered the city."

Ao Lang smiled contemptuously and said: "A group of jumping beam clowns, in what age, they still think about heroism and act impulsively. I think [,!] I don't know, how can you hide in my blood-clothed door?" Opportunity."

"The head of the sect is wise, we have been closely monitoring these people, it's okay if they don't show up, but if they show up, we must make them look good." Remnant Fire said softly with a hint of a smile.

Ao Lang nodded in satisfaction: "You don't have to keep an eye on this matter yourself, you think highly of them too much. You go to be in charge of the Blood Square, I have a hunch that Xiao Chen will still appear."

"Follow me!"

Looking down at the whole city and standing with his hands behind his back, Ao Lang felt a heroic spirit like an ant in his heart.

Xiao Chen, as I said, one day I will make you kneel and beg me, so I will never talk about it!

Recalling the humiliation of the past, Ao Lang clenched his fist with his right hand, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and there was a strange red light.

The sky above the head, because of this terrible murderous aura, caused gusts of gusts of wind, giving off a little bit of desolation and coldness.

Blood Square used to be Xilong Square, but after the Xihai Dragon Palace was renamed, the decoration of the square took on a new look, turning into a glaring blood color.

The name of the square will naturally be renamed accordingly.

On the high platform in the center, the elders of the Longmen were imprisoned, their whole bodies bound with chains, and they knelt on the platform.

Mo Chen, Xuanyuan Zhantian, Lan Tianqi, and other high-ranking members of Longmen who have a close relationship with Xiao Chen, there are quite a few of them, all of them are there.

Everyone's clothes are still intact, but their complexion is a little bad, kneeling on the ground, a little embarrassed.

"It's so miserable. Half a month ago, all of them were high-ranking members of Longmen. I didn't expect that after half a month, they would all be prisoners."

"Why didn't Xiao Chen show up? Seeing so many companions suffer, don't you have any sense of self-blame?"

"So what if you come out, now that you're useless, come to die?"

"It's true, presumably these fellow disciples don't want him to appear."

Looking at the elders of the Longmen on the high platform, everyone in the audience was discussing.

Mo Chen searched for something among the crowd, but after not finding Xiao Chen's figure, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Around the square, the defense seems to be lax, but in fact, the masters of the Blood Clothes Sect are all hidden in the dark.

If Xiao Chen really came, he really fell into the trap of the Blood Clothes Sect.

In the rear, the young master Aofeng sat on a chair, playing with a dice in his hand. This dice determines who is the first elder of the Longmen to be killed today.

"Qinglong King Xiao Chen, listen carefully, I have not moved any of these Longmen elders. As long as you appear in front of me immediately, all Longmen elders can be released immediately."

Ao Feng lazily lay on the chair, mobilized the power of primordial spirit, and radiated his voice to every corner of the city.

The arrogant voice, with a hint of frivolity, echoed throughout the entire city.

Obviously, there is no hope that Xiao Chen will really appear. If it really did appear, it would have come a long time ago, and there is no need to wait until now.

Feeling like this is really unflattering, but in the territory of the Blood Cloth Sect, if you are angry, you can only endure it.

He yawned a little bored, and played with the dice until the floating sound became smaller and smaller, and he was about to continue speaking.

"as you wish."

In the blood-clothed square, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

This voice was much weaker than the arrogant voice of Ao Feng.

But it was these simple and clean four words that made the city full of noise and stopped abruptly.

Everyone held their breath, feeling their hearts beating, and for some reason, they became inexplicably nervous.

A city stopped breathing for him!

rock!

Ao Feng looked startled, the lazy smile on his face disappeared, he stood up abruptly, fell down the chair heavily, looked around, looking for the owner of the voice.

Snapped!

The moment he stood up, the sky above his head suddenly darkened.

Before he could react, he was trampled down by a huge foot. The bones were shattered and rotted into a puddle of flesh.