Because Jiang Qiudao had entrusted all the matters in the capital to the Wang family, and Wang Chengzu did not disappoint Jiang Qiudao and arranged this place in an orderly manner.

Before Shi Potian fought against Hirata Hanzo, in order to ensure that the innocent were not harmed, everyone who watched at close range had to be a master.

This time was different, Jiang Qiudao asked Wang Chengzu to arrange it at will, and his duel with Meng Chuan would definitely not affect other people.

Therefore, Wang Chengzu set up a roadblock at the place leading to Qiu Baoshan early, and as long as it was a person with sufficient status, he would be put in.

As for the people in the immortal cultivation realm who directly carried out the magic weapon, the Wang family had no way to stop it.

Rao has the Wang family to set restrictions nearby, and there are still many people waiting to watch the battle here in Qiu Baoshan.

There are even many of them wearing strange costumes, obviously from the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

After the previous battle, Qiu Baoshan had already been full of cracks and rubble, and it had become a very dangerous place, so the people who watched the battle here at close range were all people with great mana, and everyone stopped in the air.

As time passed, the time for Jiang Qiudao to make an appointment with Meng Chuan was getting closer and closer.

While everyone was waiting, suddenly there was a psychic person with an extremely terrifying aura coming out of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, pointing in the direction of the city of the capital and shouting, "It's here!"

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing, and they saw that there was a purple qi paving the road, and the purple qi was covered with avenue scriptures.

The powerful power of heaven and earth poured out like a waterfall, holding two people from far and near.

Standing at the forefront is the Jiang family's holy son Jiang Qiudao, he is full of holy scriptures and body protection, and there is a vision above his head, which is a fairy king phantom mouth chanting the true scriptures.

The scriptures were slowly recited from his mouth, condensed into essence and protected by Jiang Qiudao's body, and for a while, purple qi shrouded people, which made people shocked.

Jiang Qiudao was graceful, and every step he took under his feet, his body advanced nearly a thousand meters, and this method of shrinking the ground into inches was a great magical power.

Coupled with Jiang Qiudao's amazing appearance and temperament, all the people who came to see him exclaimed in their hearts, this is really an immortal descending into the world!

Not only Jiang Qiudao, but also the black-robed old man behind him

He is a master, and the aura on his body is extremely terrifying.

However, there are also sharp-eyed people who can see that the old man in black robe is missing an arm, and it seems that the wound has just been cut off, and his blood qi has been lost, so he should have been seriously injured not long ago.

Rao is like this, the black-robed old man at this time is enough to sweep away ninety-nine percent of the people present.

If a servant is like this, how strong Jiang Qiudao will be?

The two of them came to this Qiu Baoshan from the capital, and it was only a moment.

Jiang Qiudao stood on Qiu Baoshan, his eyes swept over the people present, and he didn't find Meng Chuan, and then he gently closed his eyes and stood between heaven and earth with his hands in his hands.

Although the phantom of the ancestor king on his head gradually blurred and disappeared, a Hongmeng purple qi and the Wentian scriptures were still surrounded by him.

How could anyone in the world have ever seen such a person with a natural vision, and some of the people at the helm of big families from the secular world even subconsciously knelt down and bowed down to Jiang Qiudao.

The Son's qualifications are truly extraordinary!

The black-robed servant followed Jiang Qiudao's side, his eyes were grim, he now wished that Meng Chuan would hurry out and be ravaged by his master, and he would lose face and lose his life in front of so many people.

Time passed minute by minute, and Jiang Qiudao had time to wait here for a cup of tea, and it was not a few minutes before the two of them made an appointment.

However, up to now, although many masters have gathered here, Meng Chuan is still nowhere to be seen.

The black-robed servant finally couldn't help it, took a step forward beside Jiang Qiudao, and urged the voice with the power of heaven and earth, so that people within a radius of dozens of miles could hear his voice.

"Meng family child, why don't you show up yet? Could it be that when you see the demeanor of my family's holy son, you are so frightened that you can't be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was still no response from the surrounding area.

Immediately, the onlookers also began to discuss.

"It's been this time, why hasn't the young psychic come over yet? Could it be that he is really afraid of this Jiang family's holy son, so he is hiding?"

"It must be, you look at the scriptures surrounding this holy son, his gestures are like gods, how can people in the secular world be his opponents?

"But I heard about Meng Chuan yesterday

Ri has already received the battle book of the holy son of the Jiang family, if he doesn't dare to fight, why should he take the war book next, and the result is today's oolong, which makes everyone laugh?"

"Who said this well, I'm afraid that he wanted to protect his face, so he took the battle letter, but he didn't dare to fight today, so he didn't come. ”

"If Meng Chuan doesn't come, then won't we make up for this excitement today? I really want to see how powerful the Holy Son who came out of the Jiang Family's Holy Land is, and how many tricks can Meng Chuan, the so-called first person in Huaxia, make in his hands?"

"Take a few moves, hehe, just look at it, then Meng Chuan can still pick up a life if he doesn't come, if he really comes, I'm afraid that he will be blown up by a finger of the holy son of the Jiang family, and the two of them are not at the same level at all!"

......

Everyone was happily discussing, and they were not optimistic about Meng Chuan, and there was even a sense that the wall was falling down and everyone was pushing.

Of course, there are people arranged by the Wang family among these people, and Wang Chengzu did this to try to add fuel to the fire, not only to bring down the Meng family, but also to make Meng Chuan's reputation discredited and murderous.

Just when everyone was talking, a few minutes passed again, and the sun was stopping above everyone's heads, indicating that it was already noon, that is, it was time for Meng Chuan to make an appointment with the Holy Son of the Jiang family.

The black-robed old man still didn't see Meng Chuan appear, he was angry and anxious in his heart, and shouted loudly: "The time has come, it seems that this so-called young psychic is the first person in Huaxia, but he is just a gutless rat!"

"You have the courage to accept the battle letter of my holy son, but you don't have the courage to come to fight! Everyone is here today to testify, and if this person comes out again in the future, you must reprimand him......"

"Shut up!"

Before the black-robed servant could finish his words, he was stopped by a young man's voice.

Although this rebuke sounded unremarkable, it was clearly heard by all those present.

Not only that, the black-robed old man was even shocked by this reprimand, his brain seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly went blank for a moment, his body shook for a while, and he almost fell from the sky.

Jiang Qiudao also felt it, and exerted extremely subtle power into this voice when the other party scolded, he frowned slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.