Cannibalism!

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What is it!

The winner ancestor of the peak cultivation of the dignified land immortals, why does he respect a young man so much!

I don't understand!

Incomprehensible!

And the unbelievable shock!

At this moment, those who were unhappy with Chen Zheng denounced Chen Zheng were silent one by one, and all their eyes were focused on Chen Zheng, wanting to see through what Chen Zheng had!

"God of Food......" The Kunlun Tsing Yi swordsman frowned, took a deep breath, and then stared at the Winner Ancestor and Chen Zheng successively, and then said in a deep voice: "There is no God of Food in this world, Winner Ancestor, you just made up an identity to favor this kid!"

"That's right! Brother Fancong is right, there is no god of food in the world, or everyone is a god of food! Winner, old man, we just want a fair and reasonable explanation!"

There was a heckling.

"Hmph!" Win Sanshui snorted, an indifferent look swept over, and the person who coaxed immediately shut up and bowed his head. Win Sanshui retracted his gaze, bowed to Chen Zheng again, and then said loudly: "The reason why my winner can become one of the three in the Huaxia cultivation world, and it has been inherited for thousands of years, is because my winner once suffered a catastrophe and was saved by the god of food who descended from the upper realm! The god of food in the upper realm once came to the earth, in order to find someone, and that person was Gongzi!" The God of Food once said that he wanted to find that person's appearance was unique in the world, no matter how many years had passed or how many years had come in the future, that person's appearance would not have any changes, so I was sure that Chen Zheng was the son of our winner who had been waiting for thousands of years!"

"What?"

"This ....."

"Is there really a god of food?"

The crowd was amazed.

"Ridiculous!" Fan Cong, the swordsman in Tsing Yi, shook his head directly when he heard this, and then shouted outside the hall: "Second master, what are you waiting for, do you want an alien boy to ride on the head of your thousand-year-old winner!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, five figures from outside the hall swept in like phantoms!

Among them, the middle-aged man's face is sixty percent similar to the winner ancestor, and at this moment, his expression of indifference swept from Chen Zheng's face, and the four people around him also looked indifferent, but the aura released was extremely strong!

Land Immortals!

The five people who came in were all land immortals!

These five land immortal qi machines have been locked to win Sanshui!

Lock the whole hall!

"Second Uncle......"

The cheongsam woman beside Ying Sanshui frowned and shouted.

"You...... What do you mean? I don't even salute when I see my son!"

Win Sanshui stared at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice.

"Dad, you've lived too long and you're a little dizzy. Where is my winner waiting for a son, there is no god of food in this world, and my winner is not saved by the god of food. The middle-aged man chuckled: "Everyone, my dad has had some mistakes in his practice recently, and he has paranoia, so sometimes he is delirious and likes to talk nonsense." After the fall of the Qin Dynasty, the Qin family has been keeping a low profile, and even changed its surname many times, it is precisely because of this low-key that it can last for thousands of years, and it has nothing to do with what god eater son. ”

Saying that, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on Chen Zheng, and he said with a cold face: "You broke the rules of the winner, and now you are leaving the winner with your people, you are not qualified to participate in the God of Food Banquet!"

"Haha! The second master of the winner is fair!"

The swordsman in Tsing Yi, Fan Cong, immediately burst out laughing.

"The winner is reasonable!"

"The second master of the winner is right!"

"That's right! That's fair!"

Many people also followed.

At this moment, Jiang Boyao, Yu Canghai, and Chen Zhilong were all silent, they all understood that this winner's second master appeared with four land immortals, and I am afraid that he had already planned to make the winner change the sky!

I'm afraid this plan is still a combination of inside and outside!

This winner, the second master, has joined forces with the people of Kunlun!

The five daughters of Zuo Qinghong beside Chen Zheng were also silent at this moment, and their brows furrowed one by one, but when they saw that Chen Zheng's complexion did not change from beginning to end

"You!you!you!you!you rebel!cough!cough!cough!cough!"

How could Win Sanshui not understand this, he pointed at the middle-aged man, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed, and then the color changed greatly, and the true yuan in his body was solidifying!

"Dad, you've managed the winner for so many years, it's time to take a good rest. Kunlun's seven-star silkworm, colorless and formless, silent, specializes in devouring the true element, you old man rest assured, I only put a seven-star silkworm in the tea, and when the true element in your body is sucked dry, that thing will naturally come out, and your old family can live for a few more years. As for your old man's true yuan, as your son, I will reluctantly accept it! hahaha!"

The middle-aged man laughed wildly!

"Rebel!"

Win Sanshui scolded angrily, and wanted to raise his hand, but a true yuan was being devoured by madness, and he was about to fall to the ground if he stumbled!

"Grandpa!" The cheongsam woman held on to Win Sanshui, and at this moment she also stared at the middle-aged man coldly: "Second uncle, how can you do this!"

"Hmph! How can this be? The winner needs to change! My winner has kept a low profile for thousands of years, and his strength has long been the head of the top three, just for the sake of a so-called rumor, take the treasure collected by the winner for thousands of years to burn a shit boy to burn a god of food feast? Is he worthy of this bullshit boy! Girl, don't worry, this time the second uncle and I have become the head of the winner's family, and I won't do anything to the eldest brother and sister-in-law and you, at most I will just marry you and Kunlun!"

The middle-aged man laughed wildly again!

"Miss Yingying, I fell in love with you when I first met you, please take care of you for the rest of my life!"

The Tsing Yi swordsman Fan Cong also laughed loudly at this moment.

"Congratulations to the winner on his marriage to Kunlun!"

"Haha! Congratulations!"

"Fan Gongzi is a talent, Miss Qin Ying is naturally beautiful, the two are a natural pair!"

Many people hurriedly agreed!

"Hey, Nyima is disgusting, take care of your mother for the rest of your life!"

And at this moment, a woman's voice suddenly sounded, and in an instant, almost everyone in the hall stared at her!

An Jing!

It's An Jing!

An Jing was furious!

Just now, I just exploded into foul language!

"You! A grandmaster, a lowly woman dares to insult this son, you are looking for death!"

Zheng!

The swordsman in Tsing Yi Fan Cong was extremely indifferent at this moment, and was scolded by a woman who was not even a great grandmaster, he was extremely unhappy, and directly drew his sword and pointed a sword at An Jing!

"Don't blame me, it's the woman next to you who insults my son, then she deserves to die!"

The moment he drew his sword, he sneered at Chen Zheng!

Sting!

Then, a sword qi tore through the air like lightning, stabbing at An Jing's eyebrows!

"Alas. ”

Chen Zheng sighed.

"Haha!

"You don't have the ability to dare to come to the winner, what are you!"

"Now it's on the iron plate, even your woman can't protect it! I told you to get out of the winner, but you didn't listen!"

Those who denounced Chen Zheng were sneering again at this moment, they thought that Chen Zheng's sigh was because he provoked the swordsman in Tsing Yi, and they thought that Chen Zheng's sigh was the powerless sigh in the face of the strong being crushed!

However!

Just in the next second!

They heard something else!

"I don't really want to kill people today. ”

Followed by!

"Click!"

I saw Chen Zheng raise his right hand in an instant, and grabbed it at the Tsing Yi swordsman Fan Cong, and just like that, one of the heads of the Tsing Yi swordsman Fan Cong was taken off!

This moment!

The winner's hall is silent!

"Bang dang!"

Wrong!

And the sound!

It was the sound of the long sword falling to the ground in the hands of the headless corpse of the Tsing Yi swordsman Fan Cong!