A calm voice came, "Tian Luohan" Yuchi Feng was wearing a light yellow robe, with a burly body and a rough face. He had a typical Northern Zhou people's face, with a plain face. Opposite him, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe had bleeding from the corners of his mouth, a pale complexion, and leaned on a sharp weapon in both hands. His breath was extremely disordered.

"I admit that I am not the opponent of Lu Yuming's 'little saint'. Lu Yuming's ancestral orifice has opened the third level, and the three flowers on the top are almost complete. Except for the Xuanyuan Changkong of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, Dugu Zhonghu and other few people, I am afraid no one is qualified to be his opponent. Even if I admit this kind of thing, it's nothing. However, if you talk about Chen Xuan, then he is far from it."

Yuchi Feng's tone was calm, "And I heard from some rumors that the rude master did not die, and he was married to a fairy in [Haoyue Villa]. However, after half a month, he has never seen any trace of him. If he is not dead, he is afraid. A person who is already timid is not qualified to be my opponent. If the spiritual confrontation is a line, the whole game will be lost."

The many gangsters and some great masters present suddenly looked ugly, and they remained silent and refuted speechlessly.

Chen Xuan, who had just walked here, gently touched his chin and smiled.

"Interesting, well-written."

He suddenly applauded.

The crowd was furious and looked back to see which one was ignorant of the life and death. The slogan of the Grand Master of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

"Boy, where did you come from? How dare you talk nonsense here?"

"Your dress is also a model for Chen Shaoxia. Did you take the lead in the way as soon as Chen Shaoxia died?"

Everyone scolded them angrily.

Chen Xuan was confused and blinked.

"Chen Xuan."

A soft sigh suddenly sounded among the crowd. Dong Tianchen's face was complicated, looking at Chen Xuan, and sighed: "I didn't expect that you are still alive."

Although his voice was weak, it was like a bolt from the blue, and it rang in everyone's ears.

Everyone was shocked and shocked.

Chen Xuan?

"Shaoxia Chen, he is Shaoxia Chen!"

Some gangsters who had seen Chen Xuan immediately shouted.

Wow!

This place was boiling in an instant, and it was noisy, and everyone couldn't believe it.

Many great masters couldn't help but look dark.

A desperate man, indeed not dead!

Yuchi Feng and the Northern Zhou masters around him all had cold eyes. The next moment, their bodies were as lightning as lightning, leaving behind shadows, and instantly appeared around Chen Xuan, surrounding him firmly with murderous aura.

"Shaoxia Chen, as long as you are still alive!"

A master of Northern Zhou squeezed out a smile and said, "I am here [Fu Niu Sect] Hu Tianshu, I want to ask Chen Shaoxia for some advice, but I wonder if Chen Shaoxia can give me some advice?"

The other Northern Zhou masters all showed sneering and looked at Chen Xuan.

Yuchi Feng's eyes narrowed and the cold light flashed.

Hu Tianshu is a powerful Northern Zhou who has already trained the first flower. He is even stronger than Ye Feng who was killed by Chen Xuan before. They have lived in Northern Zhou for a long time and rarely go south. Their results are not obvious. Therefore, the Grandmasters' combat power list has not been arranged, but not ranking them does not mean that their strength is weak.

"Shaoxia Chen, are you afraid and dare not respond?"

A master of Northern Zhou next to him sneered.

"Stop making trouble, it will kill people."
Chapter completed!