Chapter 318: Clown!

The Master of the Dou Zhan Palace's eyes were cold and he said in a low voice: "Well, let me see if he has this strength. He is number seventy-two on the saint list. I really think he got it just because he wanted to!"

"Buzz!"

He stepped forward.

He never even returned to Douzhan Palace.

"Zhao Zhan!"

They called out the name of the Palace Master of the Dou Zhan Palace, but the Palace Master of the Dou Zhan Palace did not even look back and strode forward, heading straight to the eastern region of the Huangzhou. Along the way, he alarmed many powerful people in the Huang Palace. They thought that the Palace of the Huangtian Palace The Lord would stand up and stop him, but he didn’t expect that the Lord of Huangtian Palace didn’t even show up to stop him!

"snort!"

The Palace Master of Dou Zhan Palace was a little surprised that he walked out of the deserted palace so easily, but soon returned to indifference. No matter what the palace owner thought, as long as he walked out of the deserted palace, the boy must look good.

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of trampling came.

Barren state.

Eastern Region.

Donglin sect.

The monks in the holy realm were alarmed.

Bai Luli.

Dry rhyme.

Sword last.

Chen Xun.

Xiao Rongyu.

They all looked up in horror, only to see a burly man wearing armor trampling the void step by step. Under the avenue of power, layers of ripples appeared in the void, filling the air like ripples.

"It's him... Zhao Zhan, the master of the Dou Zhan Palace!" Qian Yun recognized the person at a glance, but her eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and she asked worriedly: "What is he doing here!"

It's been a few years.

Grudges from the past.

Coming again.

The dust-laden memories about Elder Chu in the Huangtian Palace and his final expulsion from the Huangtian Palace came to mind again, and Chen Xun's face turned slightly cold. He had long heard about the inside story, and also knew that the master of the Douzhan Palace was being The palace master of Huangtian Palace punished him and imprisoned him in solitary confinement. Unexpectedly, he came to Donglin Sect as soon as he was released from confinement.

"Does he want to die?" Xiao Rongyu's beautiful eyes were filled with coldness, and he recognized the invading enemy in the past. If it weren't for the Master of Wanxiang Palace and the Master of Chenzhou Dao Palace coming in person, Chu Xun would have realized that when he preached The art of swordsmanship may be abandoned halfway. Now that Elder Chu is ranked seventy-two on the saint list, what qualifications does he have to come again.

Elder Jiang.

Wang He.

Elder Sun.

Several people who had been promoted to the Human Emperor realm under Donglin Zong Fuze jumped out one after another and came to the sky. When they saw the burly man who came to kill him single-handedly, they all changed their expressions when they were impressed and said: "This man also That’s so crazy. Last time I was kidnapped by the master of the Vientiane Palace, and now I’m here to provoke you. Are you tired of living?”

Bai Luli narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed the law of power flowing from the master of the Dou Zhan Palace, which was the level of infinite success. He said softly: "He has made a new breakthrough. Even the master of the Vientiane Palace can't do anything to him. Otherwise, how could he get here smoothly?"

"Um!"

Chen Xun nodded.

But there was no fear in my heart.

The remaining disciples.

They also saw the burly man wearing armor walking towards him, but no one was afraid of him. The list of saints was announced, and it had already spread that Elder Chu was ranked 72nd. No matter how strong this burly man was, it would be hard for him to return. Can you list one of them?

They don't believe it!

Sutra Pavilion.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, quietly reading a book, the white-clothed clone glanced sideways. Naturally, he saw the Lord of the Fighting Palace coming with raging fighting intent. The black-clothed clone wanted to leave, but sensed that the master was coming, so he chose to acquiesce. He calmly continued to comprehend the great ways of heaven and earth, while the white-clothed clone was still reading the book.

"Three days!"

"I want Chu Xun to get out!"

"otherwise!"

"Donglin Sect!"

"Destroy the sect!"

The cold words spat out from the mouth of the burly man, and the rich voice rolled over, covering the entire Eastern Region. No one questioned his attitude, but these arrogant words stimulated a handsome man as rich as jade. The corners of his eyes kept twitching, and he squinted slightly and said: "Palace Master of the Fighting Palace!"

He is not someone else.

It was Jiang Chen.

these times.

He is immersed in ancient traditions.

Carrying teachings every day.

Cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

But there is still a certain distance from the Great Sage Realm, not to mention that the Lord of the Dou Zhan Palace is infinitely close to the Saint List. He knows that he is no match, but this powerlessness stings him deeply. He clenches his palms tightly and his nails have penetrated into the tender flesh. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it still... too weak?"

Last time Jiang Nan.

This time, he fights against the palace master.

Who will it be next time?

Everyone who comes to Donglin Sect is so arrogant. This is the place where he was born and raised, but he is often despised like an ant, especially when the master is not around. The disciples should have done their work, but his fourth junior brother, whose cultivation is as high as the sky, When Jiang Nan hit him, the next time, he squinted and noticed that there was also a sharp sword intent beside him.

It was Liu Jian.

His body was filled with extremely pure sword intent.

There is the shadow of the elder brother.

His cultivation.

It’s also skyrocketing.

Both brothers and sisters are making rapid progress, but they both feel the sting!

"still……!"

"Too weak!"

"It won't take three days!" A gentle voice sounded, and a gentle old man in blue clothes walked out of the void in front of him.

With his arrival.

Donglin sect.

Up and down.

All breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master!"

"Chu Xun...!"

"Elder Chu!"

"Senior Chu!"

Almost every pair of eyes was filled with fiery excitement, and the tense atmosphere in their hearts disappeared instantly. Even the Xuanwang Palace in the East Region, the Floating Moon Sect, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the retired Goddess Sect and the Tianji Sect all breathed a sigh of relief, as if they felt stable when they saw the old man, and they could withstand the collapse of the sky.

This gave them a very strange feeling.

Obviously.

That burly man was very strong.

He dared to come alone.

He must have the confidence.

But for some reason, I felt that there was nothing that Elder Chu could not solve.

In the sky.

The eyes of the Lord of the Douzhan Palace flashed with a strong edge, staring at Chu Xun coldly and ruthlessly, feeling that his cultivation was still at the ninth level of the Saint, and he had never set foot in the Great Saint realm, and mocked: "The Tianji Pavilion put you on the fire, and a Saint at the ninth level is also worthy of being included in the Saint List. If it is reported that there will be countless people challenging you, but it doesn’t matter, you will be useless soon!"

"Oh!"

Chu Xun had no expression on his face.

This kind of contempt from the bones undoubtedly hurt the Lord of the Battle Palace. This man who used to be like an ant in his eyes, even the ninth level of the Saint was not a small thing, wearing the skin of an old man, really thought he could take advantage of his age. He gently squeezed his palm, and the void trembled and exploded, and collapsed in an instant. Endless optical fibers were sucked between the palms, forming a black hole.

The whole world dimmed in an instant, and countless people's eyes were focused on the horrified palm, as if a hand covered the sky, even covering the sun.

"So scary!"

Countless people in the East Region trembled. They looked up at the sky, but they could no longer see the sun. The burly man in armor seemed like a demon god. The slightly mottled light reflected by the black hole made people see the indifferent face and tremble in their souls.