At noon the next day, black clouds outside Kowloon City were overwhelming, and after dozens of days of brightness, the weather finally ushered in the first haze.

Outside the Nine Dragons Peak, the audience seats on the third-layer plane have increased to the fifth layer at some point, and the original hundreds of thousands of spectators have also doubled at the beginning of the decisive battle, and among them, there are many strange but well-dressed family forces.

"Ahem, nervous?"

Looking at the crowd outside the peak that was more oppressive than the black clouds, Feng Chaoming coughed dryly, turned his head and said to Mu Chen and the others beside him.

The corners of Mu Chen's mouth twitched, and he said embarrassedly, "It's okay." ”

It's okay to say yes, but that kind of dullness is still heavily pressed in his heart, he still felt strange when he left the nameless residence just now, how did the bustling and noisy Kowloon City become crowded overnight, and it wasn't until he arrived at Kowloon Peak that he understood that it wasn't Kowloon City except for the problem, but that these warriors who usually roamed the streets almost poured out of the nest and all gathered here.

Hearing Mu Chen's answer, Feng Chaoming bowed his head slightly and said with appreciation, "Not bad, if you want to make a difference, you can't lose under this pressure, just like me." ”

Long Xiaotian squinted and looked at Feng Chaoming, rolled his eyes angrily, and revealed, "Then why are you standing so upright?

Feng Chaoming froze when he heard this, smiled and relaxed his stiff body, and said, "This is not ......"

But he didn't want to just say three words, Feng Chaoming suddenly felt that something was wrong, what did he explain to a stinky junior? So his face turned dark, and his backhand smashed a brain on the back of Long Xiaotian's head, only to hear a bang, Long Xiaotian pounced directly.

"You're sick!

Quickly got up, Long Xiaotian covered his nose and the back of his head at the same time, staring at Feng Chaoming with tears in the corners of his eyes, roaring in pain!

Feng Chaoming pursed his face and pouted, "Who called you a kid who is neither big nor small, and the elders are short." ”

Long Xiaotian shouted, "Unreasonable!"

Feng Chaoming grinned, "Haven't you heard of it? Fists are the last word, want to be reasonable? Do you want to ask my fists?"

Long Xiaotian, "No, I was wrong, I won't dare next time." ”

"The child can be taught. ”

"Haha......"

After the two of them had a routine and lively atmosphere, the dullness of the holy mountain was empty, and just as everyone was about to exchange matters with each other, Mu Chen suddenly turned his head to look at the position in the east, and his eyes suddenly froze.

"Mu Chen?"

Feng Chaoming and Dilaka looked at Mu Chen at the same time, and then suddenly, Qi Qi came to his senses, "It's here!"

"Coming?"

Long Xiaotian hurriedly looked at the place where everyone was looking, but there was nothing there, at first he thought it was because of his bad eyesight, but after half a minute, he finally knew that it was not that his eyesight was bad, but that there was really nothing there.

"What's ......"

Just as he was about to ask his inner doubts, eleven black dots appeared in his pupils as if they had traveled through time and space, and when he reacted, a team of figures dressed in golden clothes and carrying different spears fell in front of them as light as the wind, and then walked towards the area of the overlord sect's gun mark clan emblem without hurry. From beginning to end, the elders who led the team and the people of the overlord clan who participated in the battle did not even look at them, as if they were just stones standing on the top of the mountain, without any value of attention.

"Damn!!These arrogant bastards!!I'm going to poke them out in the eye!!"

Long Xiaotian and Ye Shuangshuang are notoriously angry, seeing that they are treated like this by the other side, the anger in their chests instantly burned, fortunately, someone behind them pulled, otherwise they could really roll up their sleeves and go to each other to settle accounts.

"Okay, okay, big family, big family, we civilians don't have the same knowledge as them. ”

Que Yunpeng and Qiao Xuewei stopped one of them, sweating profusely to soothe, but just as they were appeased, another figure fell down when everyone was unaware.

Everyone looked away, and a man in a strong suit with a spear in each hand was standing in front of Mu Chen with his knees bent, his back hunched and seemingly unstable.

"Hey!"

Exhaling lightly, the man in the suit slowly straightened up, turned his head and saw Mu Chen beside him, the man was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "Yo, meet again." ”

After saying that, the man habitually carried the spearman in his right hand on his shoulder, and was about to say something more, but found that all the people in the Overlord Sect over there turned their eyes to him. With a sneer that didn't look at it, the man raised his eyes to look at Mu Chen again, and the sneer on his lips turned into a smile again, as if he hadn't seen a friend for many years, and said familiarly, "Today's battle, don't let me down." ”

As he spoke, the man walked into the area of the Overlord Sect without hurrying, and the pair of golden pupils never glanced at anyone except Mu Chen......

(End of chapter)