Chapter 366, Your Glory
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On the top of the Linquan mountain range, Mr.
Wu, the head of the martial arts sect, and the heads of all the major martial arts families gathered here.
Of course, it also includes the head of the Blood Fiend Sect who just arrived in China from the 'Great Taijun Empire'.
"Mr.
Wu, this time the champion of the Martial Arts Competition and Exchange Conference, my Blood Demon Sect will be disrespectful."
The owner of the Blood Fiend Gate is a middle-aged man with a gutter nose.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr.
Wu frowned;
"No one has climbed to the top of Linquan Mountain yet, so the door master's words are a bit premature, right?"
Hearing this, the head of the Blood Fiend Sect sneered;
"Hehe, let me tell you the truth, our team leader this time, that kid Toyotomi, already possesses the talent to aspire to the Wonderland, and has even half-stepped the threshold of the Wonderland...".
"What's more, with the blessing of Emperor Wudian, who do you think can be an enemy of Feng Chen in your Huaxia?".
As soon as the head of the Xuesha Sect said this, Mr.
Wu's pupils suddenly constricted.
The patriarchs of several martial arts families beside them couldn't sit still anymore.
In the late stage of Reality, Emperor Wu Dian?
Wudi Dian is a super skill comparable to Kunlun Jue, especially with the strength of the late stage of reality!
Doesn't it mean that even the God of War in Hengyang is no match for Toyotomi?
Seeing this, Leng Chen was not surprised at all.
Instead, there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, I remembered Fang Chen, the idiot's behavior before entering the Linquan Mountains.
"Idiot, it's just giving away 30 billion to the Blood Fiend Sect."
Following the words of the head of the Xuesha Sect just now, the heads of the major families and the head of the Wumen Sect, Mr.
Wu, are all frowning.
All of them have serious expressions on their faces.
After a while, several figures finally appeared in their line of sight, but the first ones were not the bloody Toyotomi, but Hengyang and Lin Zifan...
wrong.
To be precise, it should be the figure supported by the two of them.
Who is that?
Mr.
Wu's eyes froze; "Fang Chen?".
Anyone with a discerning eye could even notice that Hengyang God of War and Lin Zifan were deliberately half a step behind Fang Chen.
They don't know what happened during the game.
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The competition in the battle of mountaineering finally turned into a tit-for-tat confrontation between Huaxia and Xueshamen.
Fang Chen's turning out to turn the tide directly shattered the conspiracy of Toyotomi and others.
But everyone fell into a deathly silence.
Everything that happened in this Martial Arts Exchange Conference can be described as the most tragic one in history.
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Fang Chen was almost carried up to the top of Linquan Mountain in the end, and he gained the respect of all Chinese martial arts masters who participated in the competition.
Hengyang God of War and Lin Zifan supported Fang Chen;
"This championship honor belongs to you..."
Fang Chen's eyelids are heavy, he just wants to sleep well now.
However, he did not want to miss this honor.
He endured the stupor, opened his eyes, and staggered to the side of the championship banner.
"Hehe, after all, it was my Huaxia Martial Arts that beat the Orientals."
At this moment, seeing that Fang Chen was about to pull down the championship banner, the head of the Blood Fiend Sect who was sitting not far away couldn't sit still.
"Strange! Why do all the martial arts masters in China reach the top, but none of my disciples from the Blood Demon Sect are missing?".
"Could it be that Toyotomi and the others changed their plans?"
Is it possible that Toyotomi intends to massacre these younger generations in front of so many heads of Chinese aristocratic families?
Isn't that brain flooded?
The smug look on the face of the Xuesha Sect Master's face slowly faded, and gradually turned into a touch of doubt.
The first to scold.
it was the cold morning;
"Fang Chen, what are you doing?"
"The masters of the Blood Demon Sect have not yet arrived.
According to the rules, the competition should be to defeat all opponents in order to take down the championship banner...".
Fang Chen raised his eyelids, smiled half-heartedly, and said nothing.
With a lift of his palm, he slowly raised the champion's flag.
Leng Chen pouted;
"Crazy, haven't you seen a champion playing with it?"
The Patriarchs of the major families also looked at each other, wondering if something happened to the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect...
Of course, an accident happened to the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect, but it was a happy event for all families.
The expression of the head of the Blood Fiend Sect gradually became darker;
"Hey, junior, why hasn't one of my disciples from the Xueshamen climbed to the top for a long time?".
Nobody cares.
Those other Chinese martial arts masters deliberately lagged behind Fang Chen by half a step, leaving the moment of enjoying this honor to this Young Master Fang.
"Junior, don't be shameless when I talk to you.
Where are my disciples from the Blood Fiend Sect?"
The disciples of the major families dispersed slowly, and walked towards their own patriarch, but no one paid any attention to the blood-stained sect master who was sinking like water.
Many homeowners saw Fang Chen's appearance as if he had been recognized by everyone, and asked their contestants suspiciously;
"What's the origin of that kid?"
"Why did he raise the championship flag and no one challenged him?".
Looking at that posture, it seems that the rest of the contestants have automatically given up the qualification to initiate the challenge...
Until the elders ask questions.
Only then did someone slowly speak about the thrilling battle.
boom!
what! ?
"Then Fang Chen wiped out all the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect by himself?".
This piece of news seemed to have dropped a heavy bomb on the calm lake, and the Patriarchs all showed horror on their faces.
how is this possible! ?
In history, there has never been such a situation and scene.
The average strength of Xueshamen's disciples should have overwhelmed the Chinese martial arts masters.
Even in the martial arts exchange meeting where Huang Bufan beat all the heroes back then, such an exaggerated group destruction did not happen.
This news is simply shocking.
"If you're farting, the lowest strength of my Xuesha sect disciples is Huajing, not to mention Sato and other real-realm masters assisting, and the most prosperous person is the leader Toyotomi in the later stage of real-realm."
"The group destroys my blood demon door? Nonsense."
The head of the Blood Fiend Sect was the first to hear the news.
He was taken aback for a moment, and then sneered a few times contemptuously.
This group of Huaxia people are simply bragging and don't even make drafts.
It's not that he can't see Fang Chen's strength.
The late stage of transformation.
Can a small person in the late stage of transformation be able to wipe out his disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect?
The big joke of slipping the world!
However, as more and more children of the family began to tell the same story to the elders.
The pride and sneer on the face of the Xuesha Sect master slowly froze.
Because, from time to time, a certain patriarch would look at Fang Chen with some scrutiny and awe.
Immediately, he took pleasure in another's misfortune and glanced at him, the master of the blood evil sect.
Mr.
Wu could even notice that the expression of the master of the Blood Fiend Sect sitting next to him gradually became gloomy.
After a while, he directly stimulated his true energy to sense the breath of the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect in the mountain range.
Xueshamen practiced a unified technique, and as long as one person survived, he would be able to detect it in a way.
However, feedback came that made him unable to sit still.
No!
There is no aura of any disciple of the blood evil sect.
Those Xueshamen disciples who participated in this martial arts exchange meeting, they seem to have evaporated from the world.
The master of the Xuesha Sect finally got up suddenly, his eyes fell directly on Fang Chen's body, a majestic coercion spread from his body, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth;
"Boy, did you massacre all the disciples of my Blood Fiend Sect?".
Fang Chen raised his eyelids, and only at this moment did a playful smile rise from the corner of his mouth; "That's right."
boom!
Seeing Fang Chen admitting it himself.
The master of the blood evil sect finally couldn't sit still;
"Zhuzi is so ruthless, he dared to kill hundreds of disciples of my Xuesha sect, he really got impatient!".
"Since you dare to commit murder in this Linquan mountain range, I will definitely wipe you out and wash away the grievances of my blood demon disciples!".
(End of this chapter)