"Haha!" Aidelli smiled coldly. He was indeed angry with what Tang Xiaochuan said just now. He calmed down after hearing the persuasion of the people around him.

This time Aidelli learned his lesson and no matter what Tang Xiaochuan said, he would not get angry.

"Tang Xiaochuan, as the bloody ruler of the Emperor City and also known as the white-haired demon lord, you are vaguely known as the number one person in the Emperor City. If you defeat you, it means that Western practitioners are stronger than Eastern practitioners." Aidelli smiled and looked at Tang Xiaochuan with malicious eyes.

Tang Xiaochuan glanced at Aidelli with a faint look and said, "It's true that I am a Chinese cultivator, but I can't represent the entire Chinese cultivator. If you want to challenge me, I don't mind."

Tang Xiaochuan said here, and glanced around, like a king above the nine heavens patrolling the mortal world: "If you challenge me, you must be prepared for failure."

"Haha, I'm very domineering, I just don't know how strong you are. You Chinese people like to play this one the most. They say it nicely, but if you do it with real guns and swords, it will be disappointing." Aidelli smiled, and the sarcasm in his words was self-evident.

In fact, Aidelli and Tang Xiaochuan had fought. The two of them fought at the headquarters of Longhu Tianjiao, and the time was short and there was no decision on the outcome.

It is still unknown which one is stronger, Tang Xiaochuan or Aidelli.

"You will know." Tang Xiaochuan said lightly.

"Very good, I'm looking forward to it. Let's appreciate other people's competition first!" said Edre.

Tang Xiaochuan nodded, grabbed the edge of the painted black coffin with one hand, and walked towards the main position above the ring.

Bang!

Tang Xiaochuan came to the main seat, put the coffin in his hand on the ground, and made it on the main seat.

When the Westerners around saw Tang Xiaochuan sitting down on the main seat, their faces looked very bad. The main seat belonged to Aidelli, and the others were not qualified to sit here at all.

"Tang Xiaochuan, this is not your seat, where is your seat." A white Western man walked to Tang Xiaochuan, his face was gloomy, and pointed to the lowest and remote location.

"Get out!" Tang Xiaochuan glanced at the white man and said lightly.

"You are too rude. Leave me from the main seat immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you." The white Western man's face looked even worse.

"I said I'll let you get out." Tang Xiaochuan stared at the white Westerners.

puff!

After Tang Xiaochuan finished speaking, he exhaled a white air. This white air was like a white trainer, hitting the white Western man in front of Tang Xiaochuan.

Bang!

The white Western man was hit by the white gas spitting out by Tang Xiaochuan. He seemed to be hit by a moving giant hammer, and flew backwards more than ten meters away and fell to the ground in a panic.

Hulala!!!

The Western masters around him surrounded Tang Xiaochuan like a tide, staring at Tang Xiaochuan with bad eyes.

"Haha, do you want to fight? I'll be with you at any time." Tang Xiaochuan sneered, glanced at the white man surrounding him and said.

Tang Xiaochuan was eager for them to go together, so that they could clean up together. As for the next competition, there was no need to go ahead.

All Western masters were dealt with by Tang Xiaochuan, so what else can I do to continue the competition below?

"What are you doing? Stop it and go back to your seat. If anyone dares to delay the competition below, I will be the first to refuse him." Edrey shouted.

When the Western master heard Aidelli's words, he glanced at Tang Xiaochuan hatefully and returned to his seat unwillingly.

At this time, Aidelli walked to Tang Xiaochuan, sat down in the deputy seat next to the main seat, and said lightly: "Since you like to sit in the main seat, let it sit for you."

"Haha, then I'll thank you." Tang Xiaochuan sneered.

"Hmph!" Aidelli snorted coldly in his heart: "Tang Xiaochuan, let you be proud for a while, and wait until you look ugly."

"Since everyone has arrived, then the competition for East and West practitioners will begin!" Aidelli said to his subordinates.

"Yes!" A middle-aged Western man guarding Aidelli nodded and passed on Aidelli's words.

Tang Xiaochuan looked at everything to prevent Aidelli from causing trouble.

As for the masters who played in China this time, Tang Xiaochuan didn't know that Zuo Gang was at the god level, and if he participated in this competition, he would probably not have the chance to win.

Then Tang Xiaochuan is the only one left behind in the Dragon and Tiger Tianjiao.

The other Chinese cultivators who fought were people who came from other places. They were not locals in Tianzi City. Tang Xiaochuan was not familiar with them and did not know how strong they were.

At this time.

On the life and death arena, a burly and strong white man walked up there, and opposite him was a thin and thin Chinese cultivator.

Judging from the clothes she wore, she should be a Taoist priest.

The white man glanced at the Chinese practitioner opposite, licked his lips and said, "I will tear your body in half."

The Chinese cultivator who looked like a Taoist priest glanced at him and said, "Western barbarians dare to come to my China to build a stolen property. Such a cheap person should be killed."

"Who are you talking about?" The white Western man looked very ugly.

"I'm talking about you!" said the man with a Taoist priest-like appearance.

"Damn guy, you dare to humiliate me. I will kill you and I will tear you in half." The Western man was so angry that he screamed, his body was like a moving hill, and he crashed over.

The man who looked like a Taoist sneered and said sarcastically: "The Western barbarians are also so savage in fighting."

"Damn guy, shut your mouth for me." The white man shouted.

Rumble!!!

As the white man ran towards the man who looked like a Taoist priest, the entire arena was moving.

Tang Xiaochuan looked at the white man and the man who looked like a Taoist priest. Tang Xiaochuan could feel that this white man was of great strength and should be at the first level of the god level.

At the first level of the god level, he can be considered an absolute master.

As for this man who looks like a Taoist, Tang Xiaochuan could not sense the aura of a cultivator from him, or he was a man who looked like a Taoist, with unfathomable strength.

Or it's an ordinary person.

From the situation in front of you, this Taoist priest should belong to the former.

"Western barbarians are cheap and barbarians, let's be punished!" The man who looked like a Taoist shouted coldly, and drew a Tai Chi Bagua diagram in front of him with both hands. His techniques were so sophisticated that he completed it in one go.

The Tai Chi Bagua diagram emits a yellow light, and eight yellow lights fly from the Tai Chi Bagua diagram toward the white man.
Chapter completed!