Gong Wenliang and Wang Yi were stunned on the spot, sweating on their foreheads.

They knew that the Murong family would definitely not give up after Murong Hou died, but they didn't expect such an old monster to appear.

Although Murong Chen didn't seem to have the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power, it confirmed the fact that he was about to break through to the A-level Martial Emperor.

How many Wuzun are there in Huaxia?

In addition, there are low-key hidden families in various families, and there are those that have not been officially registered, at most about sixty.

But Emperor Wu's words, there are only eight on the surface!

These eight are still most of the resources of Huaxia, but now, the Murong family suddenly jumped out of a martial artist who is about to break through to the Martial Emperor, so that not only the fist, but also in other aspects, things are not so simple.

And because of the nature of the organization, the "Big Four Happiness" can't reveal their official identity in principle, although many people can guess it, but admitting it and not admitting it are completely different things.

But now it seems that even if you admit it, it is useless.

Just when the two of them were anxious, Shouza continued to speak with a calm face.

"Murong Chen, do you know what you're doing!"

The white-haired Murong Chen was still expressionless, he didn't even look at the first seat, and his feet in old cloth shoes "clicked" towards Chen Yuan.

"Chen Yuan killed dozens of people in my Murong family, and now even the head of the family has died tragically at his hands, if he doesn't die, I won't agree. ”

After a pause, he stopped in front of the unconscious Chen Yuan and turned his head to look at the first seat.

"What's more, he's still such a monster. ”

The face of the first seat immediately turned white, and his heart was also out of proportion.

"Murong Chen, you think clearly, can your Murong family afford the consequences of killing him!"

Except for him, no one knew that after Chen Yuan killed Murong Yin and Murong Ji, he passed the player's review and became an important part of the "Big Four Happiness"'s next series of plans for the Demon Domain!

Murong Chen's eyes narrowed, and at the same time, the already gloomy and rainy sky immediately sounded a muffled thunder, and then a flash of lightning flashed, illuminating Murong Chen's entire old face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, everyone felt as if they had seen a lot of Murong Chen's faces.

Angry, or gloomy, mad, or cruel......

It was as if there were countless faces struggling, trying to escape from Murong Chen's face.

"You, threatening me?"

As his voice rose and fell, the spiritual power on this floating platform instantly froze, and the clouds in the sky were several deafening thunders!

The first seat took a deep breath, and a trace of madness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"He asked for it by name, if you're not afraid, just try!"

Hearing this, Gong Wenliang and Wang Yi's bodies were shocked, and their eyes showed a deep shock, and Li Yuanyue also quieted down.

Murong Chen was silent for a while, then looked up at the clouds above.

"That guy? He chuckled and shook his head, and a sudden burst of coercion erupted in his body that suffocated or even immobilized everyone.

Then Murong Chen lowered his head, his eyes were full of madness, and he shouted loudly.

"You let him come! Come and tell me in person! Really when my Murong family is a soft persimmon, can't you?!"

Except for the Murong family's clansmen, everyone's faces turned pale, and scarlet blood oozed from the corners of their mouths.

Chen Yuan, who was in the ring, suddenly burst out with more than a dozen wounds on his body, splashing a blood mist that was as tall as a person, like more than a dozen small fountains!

Everyone was speechless, and Murong Chen continued to laugh and said: "You really think you are amazing? Huaxia can't do without you? Tell you, even if the sky falls, there will be a real tall top! Sell him face, don't really treat yourself as a green onion!"

The thunder in the clouds above him exploded with his words, as if it would fall at any moment.

The surrounding Murong disciples' eyes also widened, many of them had never seen Murong Chen, and after seeing the latter's state at this moment, a little fear suddenly appeared in their hearts.

This is very different from the hero they know about in the mouths of their elders, no different from a gambler who has been driven crazy.

Shouza also continued after a long silence: "Murong Chen, do you have to do things so desperately? We follow the rules, Chen Yuan has already won! If you go back on your word like this, that person will not let you be doomed?"

"Hahaha! No catastrophe?" Murong Chen laughed wildly, his eyes full of banter, "How many martial emperors are there in Huaxia?

"Try, try. ”

A voice sounded very abruptly, calm to the extreme.

Everyone around them froze, because the voice not only rang in their ears, but also echoed in their hearts.

And Murong Chen's face froze suddenly, and he looked at the sky with his eyes full of fear, and the first seat in the distance was also stunned, and the corners of his mouth immediately curled.

I saw a person standing under the dark clouds.

He was dressed in an ink-colored robe, his long hair fluttering in the air was tied by an ink-colored band, and he had a folding fan in his hand, like a person who had come out of an ancient painting.

The delicate face looked about the same age as Chen Yuan, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

With his sudden appearance, the clouds around him seemed calm but in fact quickly dispersed, revealing the blazing sun.

I don't know if it's an illusion or not, but a word appears in everyone's heart.

Immortals.

"Speak, Murong Chen, how do you want me to try?"

Seeing that Murong Chen didn't answer, he continued to speak, and at the same time walked forward, and the next moment he appeared by Murong Chen's side.

This picture woke up the stunned people around them, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

"He, he was just outside the platform shield, right? This, what's going on?"

"How did he do it? This shield can block the Martial Emperor's attack!"

"The protective shield has not been affected, and the space around him has not fluctuated in the slightest, how did he get down?"

"Is he the person in Murong Chen's mouth?

......

Looking at the person in front of him, Murong Chen's heart was suddenly filled with fear, and he forgot how to reply for a while.

Seeing this, the ink-robed man shook his head and sighed lightly.

"It's been a hundred years, why haven't you grown up like this?"

Hearing this, cold sweat fell on Murong Chen's forehead, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"Who gave you the audacity to talk about me behind your back?" the ink-robed man narrowed his eyes and reached out to press his temple, "Are you floating?"

Everyone was stunned again, and countless pairs of eyes widened.

The corners of the eyes of the first seat in the distance twitched even more, and after thinking about it, he still didn't speak.

It's just that he rarely comes out, so let him finish loading B once......

Murong Chen was also stunned, the fear in his heart was suddenly dispelled, and after taking a deep breath, he spoke with a calm face.

"Don't go too far! I'm about to break through to A-level! Officials are not allowed to ......"

Before he finished speaking, Murong Chen was stunned again, he found that the spiritual power in his body suddenly stopped circulating, and he couldn't call it at all! At the same time, he couldn't make any sound for some reason.

A hint of ominousness flashed in his heart, and Murong Chen saw a fist the size of a sandbag blasting towards his face.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Murong Chen turned into a meteor and crashed into the protective shield that had just risen in the ring.

On the spot, the ink-robed man twisted his neck, and his two hands spread out into palms in front of him.

"What did you say? I didn't hear that?"

After struggling to get up, Murong Chen opened his mouth, but he still couldn't say a word.

The moment he was knocked away, he figured out what the ink-robed man was going to do.

Indeed, for official reasons, the ink-robed people will not kill themselves.

However, that doesn't stop him from beating himself!

This is also the reason why the ink-robed people sealed Murong Chen's voice and spiritual power in the first place, if he was allowed to speak, most of the first punches would come down, and the latter would immediately admit it.

And Murong Chen was also sweating profusely now, his hands kept gesticulating, and there was even a hint of flattery and recognition in his eyes.

But the ink-robed man frowned as if he hadn't seen it, and continued: "This, it's very difficult for me if you don't speak?" Or just do what you say, I'll try first?"

Murong Chen's eyes widened.

"Still don't speak, then I'll take you by default!"

After saying that, the ink-robed man laughed, rolled up his sleeves to reveal a pair of very strong arms, and spat a little into his palms, and then rubbed each other.

At this moment, the eyes of the people around him were a little dull.

Is this a strong man of Emperor Wu, or a hooligan on the street?

Syllable!

The figure of the ink-robed man disappeared in an instant, and then appeared beside Murong Chen, he lowered his body, followed by a fierce uppercut!

"Lu!Mountain!Sheng!Dragon!Ba!"

In Murong Chen's eyes, this flesh fist without the slightest spiritual power was magnified little by little.

The speed of the fist was very slow, exactly the same as the speed of ordinary people's fists, but Murong Chen couldn't dodge.

He was sad to find something again, not only his spiritual power and voice, but also his movements were sealed.

I CNM......

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

......

"Eudogan!"

......

"Crows fly!"

......

"Oooo

......

At this moment, this gray-haired old man already had the urge to cry.

There was nothing in his field of vision but a cloudless clear sky.

The people around looked at Murong Chen, who had not landed in the field, and even became a little numb.

It has been ten minutes since the ink-robed man appeared.

Except for the first minute, Murong Chen, who was extremely imposing before, didn't say a word.

The three of Gong Wenliang on the side were also glazed over, and they all turned their heads stiffly to look at the first seat at the top of the stands.

The latter lifted his forehead.

A "bang" sounded, and everyone's eyes returned to the ring with the two figures in the air.

The ink-robed man wiped the sweat from his forehead as if he was very tired, opened his mouth and panted lightly, squatting beside Murong Chen, whose eyes were blank.

The latter's face was blue and red, and he was no longer human.

"How's that? Do you want to keep trying?"

The ink-robed man opened his mouth and unlocked the seal on Murong Chen's body.

The latter's body shook, and then tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"No...... No need. ”

"Okay. The ink-robed man pulled the hair that floated to his forehead behind him and smashed his mouth, "Then I'll take Chen Yuan away?"

"Let's go...... Walk ......"

"Huh?"

“...... Walk slowly!"