In this situation, the judges of the Moon Palace who saw this scene were a little unaware of what to say.

Could it be that even the Qinglong King Xiao Chen can draw his sword?

The warriors in the Tianxinghai had a lot of fire in their hearts, and they would be as frustrated as they would be.

Xiao Chen made this happen, making hundreds of thousands of warriors in Tianxinghai feel lost in their faces and are furious, but they are helpless.

Hundreds of thousands of people dared to speak. What a sadness it is.

On the ring, the veteran leader who ranked first in the last hero event failed with Xiao Chen in a gun competition.

He was defeated by the weapons he was best at again. Finally, someone could not control his emotions and cursed loudly: "You so-called holy sons, when will you still be the turtle shrunk!"

The sound was echoing in the vast and quiet Mingyue Square, round after round, a little sad.

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

Hundreds of thousands of people stood up at the same time, staring at the exquisite jade tower in the sky, and couldn't help but shout loudly.

"The holy land of inheritance is immortal for thousands of years. If you don't go there, then when will you wait!"

The inheritance holy land is immortal for thousands of years. If you don’t go there, then when will you wait!

This deafening shout echoed all over the world, echoing between heaven and earth. Hundreds of thousands of people shouted at the same time that a scene that had never happened before in shock at the grand event of heroes.

Among the exquisite jade buildings, the Tianfu Academy, the Five Poison Sect, the Four Seas Dragon God Palace, the Zhoutian Star Palace, the Yin-Yang Cave Heaven and other holy sons all looked extremely ugly.

Especially the eight words "Immortality in the Holy Land of the Heritage" made them feel even more burning.

Now an outsider, a Qinglong King who was outdated in their eyes, actually forced hundreds of thousands of warriors in Mingyue Square to put pressure on them.

Xiao Chen stood on the ring, thinking about something. He didn't expect the situation in front of him.

But that's fine. Since you have nothing to say, you can just make a high profile and don't mind adding a fire.

Xiao Chenlang said in a voice: "The inheritance of the holy land is immortal for thousands of years. It is an immortal holy land. Today, Xiao is not talented and comes for the last Longmen Mountain sign. Do you dare to fight?"

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly spread throughout every corner, overwhelming the shouts of hundreds of thousands of people.

In the entire Mingyue Square, everyone stopped the sound at the same time, leaving only Xiao Chen's clear voice, which spread all over the world and echoed slowly.

He was shocked by Xiao Chen's words. Facing the saints, he actually wanted to choose all the saints alone. He was a little crazy.

Xiao Chen's blunt speech made the saints unable to sit still anymore. Anyone with a little bloody nature could not help at this moment, let alone these geniuses who had always been above the sky.

"Damn it, I really think that there is no one in my Tianxinghai, and I, Mr. Qingshu, will fight you!"

In the jade building of Tianfu Academy, the young master Qingshu was wearing a long gown, floating down, looking at Xiao Chen with a cold look.

The young master Qingshu sneered: "You are indeed crazy enough in Qinglong King. Do you dare to be crazy anymore? When bullying some old geniuses, you don't use a knife. When fighting with me, do you dare to continue to use a knife."

Seeing Xiao Chen's strength, Young Master Qingshu knew he was unable to defeat him. After changing his mind, he thought of a trick to get tricks and angered Xiao Chen with his words.

Everyone looked at Xiao Chen to see how he answered. If Xiao Chen did not agree, he would be given a word of truth by Master Qingshu, becoming an existence that dared to bully the old genius.

"As you wish!"

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

In the palace where the Moon Palace judge is located, Yue Bingyun is slightly lost. Is this what Xiao Chen said that makes people have nothing to say?

The heroes of the world are bustling with endless exchanges, and endless seas are endless.

But the Qinglong King Xiao Chen only used one move, using the weapon you are best at, and defeated in one move. If you can persevere until the end, it will really make people have nothing to say and will not cause any hesitation.

Even if the Moon Palace judge who was deliberately making things difficult for him, he would have nothing to do and had nothing to say if he wanted to prevent Xiao Chen from taking away the Longmen Mountain card.

But can it be really done?

Facing all the old geniuses before, Xiao Chen could defeat his opponent in one move. If he dared to pick one by one, he would be extremely arrogant.

The warriors in Mingyue Square were also frightened. Facing the saint son of the immortal holy land, Xiao Chen dared not to draw his sword and used the opponent's best weapon to attack him.

Even if you don’t say this style, you still have to say the word “super” in your heart. At least if the young people change to anyone, they will not dare to go back like Xiao Chen. The heroes’ grand event will be back ten thousand years, and no one dares to do this.

There are no ones before and no ones after that!

Young Master Qingshu smiled and said, "You are so crazy that you can't stop. You dare to play with fans in front of my Young Master Qingshu. Then you can decide the outcome with one move. Do you accept it or not!"

In the last battle with Xiao Chen, Mr. Qingshu was afraid of Xiao Chen's unpredictable fist, palm and claw, and did not dare to delay. As long as Xiao Chen dared to agree to decide the outcome with him, and the opponent could not use a knife, Xiao Chen would be defeated extremely ugly.

Before Xiao Chen could speak, Qi Wuxue, who was on the small ring below, sneered: "A dignified saint son, there are so many requests to fight with others. I really think it's a child to play house. Why don't you just say that Xiao Chen stood still and asked you to plan!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, no one refuted. Young Master Qingshu's actions were indeed a bit shameful, and those who were willing to speak for him were embarrassed to speak.

The young master Qingshu's face remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with sneer. The king and the prince were defeated, and all criticisms would disappear as long as Xiao Chen was defeated.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said, "One move determines the outcome, it is exactly what I want, you can take action."

When Master Qingshu saw Xiao Chen agreeing, he was ecstatic and laughed: "The Qinglong King is the Qinglong King. This courage is indeed admired, but there is never a medicine for regret in this world. The legend of you, the short-lived ghost, will be ended by Master Qingshu!"

"Let you know today that fans are not something that everyone can play with!"

Whoosh!

On the toes, Young Master Qingshu's body turned into a blue light and shadow, rushing straight towards Xiao Chen.

Wherever you pass, the ground rises, and green bamboos are firmly inserted on the ground and grow straight.

After a while, the entire arena was covered with green bamboos, countless and endless, and the powerful and surging wood-attribute spiritual energy rose and fell between the sky and the earth, rich as sticky.

Cooperating with the noble aura of Qingshu's cultivation, the momentum of Qingshu's young master increased infinitely, reaching an incredible level, almost comparable to the great quasi-emperor.

"White clouds fly on Jiuyi Mountain, and the Holy Son rides the wind and slight green light!"

A clear poem is revealed from the mouth of the Young Master Qingshu, a scholar of Confucianism is full of righteousness. As soon as the poem is released, the Young Master Qingshu's temperament completely changed and became completely harmonious with the noble Qingzhu.

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

But no matter what, the temperament you pretend to be is pretending, without real feelings, everything is just a manifestation.

If the young master Qingshu is really as noble as a green bamboo, Xiao Chen's single folding fan against the enemy is really hard to say.

As for now, let’s see him finish this good show and give him another fatal blow. Among the green bamboos, Xiao Chen calmly shook the folding fan in his hand.

"Life is important when you have the bamboo in your heart and withstand the difficult test."

"The most humble and strong festival is the most important thing, and I don't know the cold after storms for a long time."

The vast poems resound throughout the world and spread out, allowing every warrior in Mingyue Square to clearly feel a sense of righteousness.

The body of the young master Qingshu flashed constantly in the air, and every time he flashed, a poem was leaked.

In the void, the young master Qingshu used a world as ink and a 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 entire arena seems to have become a painting of ink and water full of charm.

The young master of Qingshu, the pen, has a vague body and is completely compatible with the world, making it difficult to distinguish the direction of his next appearance.

I could only watch him helplessly in the air, using poetry as a painting, making his martial arts become stronger and perfect little by little.

"Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, who can predict the warm spring water of the spring river!"

Beyond the green bamboo, peach blossoms fall, adding another color to this elegant ink painting.

All the spectators in the venue were shocked. Although Young Master Qingshu was a little despicable, his martial arts were indeed shocking and almost impeccable.

But in terms of folding fans, no one can pass him. No wonder he was so sure that he concluded that before the fight started, he decided that Xiao Chen would definitely lose.

"It's another red sun, and my heart is still with the sky!"

A dazzling sunset was freed from the chest of Master Qingshu, allowing his aura to reach the peak of Emperor Dacheng Wu, which was enough to use his momentum to crush people to death. With this red sun, he pressed towards Xiao Chen hard.

Looking from all directions, the most eye-catching arena is like a painting, covered with green bamboos and poems, embellishing the water of the Peach Blossom River, while 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. They make you crazy. Now they are trapped and want to cry.

"The holy land of inheritance will be immortal for thousands of years. The holy son will come out and the Qinglong will be defeated!"

Maybe it was because I had been holding it in for too long. Seeing that Young Master Qingshu had such a big advantage, someone took the lead and immediately attracted the attention of the audience, which made Young Master Qingshu's voice so powerful for a while.

On the small ring below, Qi Wuxue cursed: "These guys are a little shameless, so is Xiao Chen. Why do you agree to him? Just beat him up!"

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

Yue Bingyun knew in his heart that if Xiao Chen lost this game, no matter what his previous style was, the judge would not give him the Longmen Mountain card.
Chapter completed!