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Chapter 2077: The Strongest Are Proud

"What a bunch of rotten rubbish!" At this moment, a clear voice appeared in the Pan Family Hall with an extremely mocking tone, which shocked many people.

The people gathered here are all big shots of the Pan family, who dares to be so rude.

"Bold, who uttered the wild words!"

"Catch this person quickly, you must punish it severely!"

"When did our Pan family have such a rude junior!" At this moment, the Pan family's Saint Realm powerhouses all shouted angrily, their eyes searching everywhere, and their eyes shone with an astonishing light.

"It's me!" Zhuang Yichen had already walked into the hall at this time, and the sound of heavy footsteps was echoing in the hall, and the frequency was almost the same.

"Zhuang Yifei?" The Holy Son looked over at this time and found that he was still wandering in the heavenly realm, and couldn't help laughing.

It's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

"Miss Yushuang, is this the person you like, it's a pity that the gap with you is too far!" the Holy Son said with a smile, in fact, he still had illusions about Chen Qingfei in his heart, and this time it was just an act that he had to do.

Or for him, Chen Qingfei is no longer possible in this life.

Pan Yushuang is now a saint-level powerhouse, and Zhuang Yichen, in this heavenly realm, the gap between the two people is simply a heavenly difference, and there is no possibility of being together!

"Take down this madman, there are no rules for distinguished guests!" At this time, the eyes of the head of the Pan family were glazed, and a legendary demi-saint immediately made a move, and the holy power diffused into a big net, and came towards Zhuang Yichen overwhelmingly.

"Whoosh!" Zhuang Yichen didn't seem to resist at all, and was caught in the net, and the legendary half-saint smiled disdainfully.

"I am a disciple of the ancestors, how dare you do this to me!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly, his eyes fell on the Pan family patriarch!

The latter smiled disdainfully, and then said: "What kind of person is the ancestor, how can there be a disciple who is not even a saint realm!

"Really?" Zhuang Yichen sneered, his body twisted slightly, only to hear a soft bang, and the great net transformed by the legendary half-saint holy power suddenly shattered!

"If I don't even count the Holy Realm, then what is he!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly.

"Flesh Saint Realm?" At this time, many people took a deep breath, and their eyes were completely different when they looked at Zhuang Yichen! Zhuang Yichen's hand at least showed the level of a legendary half-saint, and the level of the Flesh Saint Realm was even higher.

"Very good, Zhuang Yifei didn't expect you to take the path of sanctification in the flesh, but it's a pity that this fell into inferiority!" The Holy Son smiled coldly, and suddenly exuded infinite majesty.

The power of Yasheng is not trivial, although it is nothing in this Pan family hall, but combined with his identity and age, this is definitely a terrifying thing.

"Miss Pan Yushuang, are you sure that as long as I defeat him, you will agree to marry me?" The Holy Son looked at Pan Yushuang at this time and said! At this time, Zhuang Yichen showed the strength of the Holy Realm, and he was summoned by the ancestor of the Pan family in front of countless people that day, and it was impossible for the head of the Pan family to deny his identity at this time!

The ancestor passed down from his own family, even if his identity was not as good as the patriarch, but he was not an object that could be bullied and disposed of casually! Even if the patriarch of the Pan family was bold, he would not dare to do such a thing publicly.

"Yes, I, Pan Yushuang, have always been good at talking!" A hint of brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes, and Pan Yushuang nodded and said! More than three years ago, Zhuang Yichen's strength was called strong, and now he is at least not inferior to himself.

Zhuang Yichen will hide his strength, he will always be so calm, this is also his charm, boundless attraction to girls.

"Very good!" the Holy Son got up at this time, turned around and walked outside!

"Zhuang Yifei, I'm waiting for you in the arena!" the emperor's voice came.

The arena is the most popular place in the ice realm, and almost every family and sect will have it!

Zhuang Yichen didn't speak, just glanced at Pan Yushuang deeply, and he saw the color of guilt in those charming eyes!

The most important thing is Pan Yuzhu's fate, which makes him a little uncomfortable, this girl, although he didn't leave too much impression, but everyone knows that he has some indescribable entanglements in it.

He quickly thought of the unparalleled in the world, the Snow Maiden Half-Saint, and those past events.

"The war is a vigorous battle, and the emperor of the year died in this hand. Zhuang Yichen smiled, and then went.

Zhuang Yifei, who had been missing for three years, was going to fight with the strongest son of the younger generation in the ice world, and decided Pan Yushuang's lifelong event, and at this time, the news immediately spread throughout the Pan family.

All of a sudden, except for those who were in retreat and cultivating to impact the realm, most of the rest of the people came! Among them, there were even powerhouses at the peak of True Saints and Sub-Saints. In the arena, the Son's eyes shone with divine light, and his every move was full of holiness and majesty.

It's Zhuang Yichen, who casually stops there, and looks like an incomparably dick, hanger!

At this time, the bosses of the Pan family were already in place, and everyone's expressions were different.

"This Zhuang Yifei actually didn't make any progress, it was really in vain for the ancestor to teach!"

"Yes, if we can listen to the teachings of the ancestors, we will at least be a saint now!" Pan Yubi and Pan Aotian's eyes fell on Zhuang Yichen at this time, and they couldn't wait for the Holy Son to kill him in seconds.

"Zhuang Yifei, you must die, it is you who killed Pan Yuzhu. My junior sister. Pan Tianpeng, who looked decadent, also cursed uncontrollably, although the root of everything was not on Zhuang Yifei, but Pan Tianpeng decided so.

"With your strength, I'll let you make three moves!" the Holy Son suddenly smiled slightly, and the holiness on his handsome facial features was even more intense, which made many women of the Pan family intoxicated.

"Let me make three moves?" Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but laugh dumbly, this guy is estimated to have won, so he deliberately came to brush up on his prestige!

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly kicked under his feet, his body was several times faster than a cannonball, and then he went towards the Holy Son is black tiger with a move!

"It's vulgar!"

"yes, it's like it's suitable for mortal fights!"

"It's really polluted my eyes, the name of the Holy Son is going to be ruined!" The female fans of the Holy Son were angry at this time and complained one after another.

After all, when the powerhouses of the Holy Realm fight, even if they are divided into life and death, they are all full of some kind of wonderful rhythm and beauty, how can they be so vulgar.

However, the Holy Son felt a huge crisis coming at this time, and the opponent's fist was moving rapidly, giving him the feeling that a mountain was moving.