Chu Ling's domineering completely angered Yang Hai.

At this moment, the two were like fighting cocks, looking at each other angrily, eager to decide on the spot.

However, at this time, several handsome figures from the major sects immediately stood up, stopped between the two, and persuaded: "Young Master Yang and Master Chu League, the two of you are easy to talk to, after all, this is still a banquet, and if you really fight, everyone's face will be damaged." ”

The few sons who came forward were led by a core disciple of the Liufeng Sect, who was quite prestigious among the young people in the northwest, and he was also old-fashioned.

At this moment, he stood up and said a neutral word, nothing more than wanting to make friends at both ends and not be infamous.

Although the Liufeng Sect is also one of the allies of the Xuan Alliance, it is not a vassal of the Xuan Alliance after all.

Moreover, the organizational structure of the Xuanmeng is relatively loose, except for asking the suzerains of each sect to make a contribution when necessary, there is no power to meddle in the affairs of each sect at all.

Recently, the Yang family's father and son have become famous, and Yang Hai has even made a bold statement that within a hundred years, he will definitely rush into the dragon slaying realm.

Coupled with a few venerable-level masters who died in the hands of Yang Hai, as circumstantial evidence, the major sects in the northwest immediately couldn't sit still.

They were in a hurry to make overtures to Yang Hai, including several allies of the Xuan Alliance.

Chu Ling couldn't stop this kind of thing, and according to the previous agreement, he was not qualified to stop it, so he had to let it go.

What's more, these allies are currently just standing in a neutral position, and they are not biased towards the Yang family, and Chu Ling will not be so careful about this.

Now that the core disciples of several allies have spoken, Chu Ling must give this face, so he will no longer take the opportunity to attack.

For Yang Chen, he is the protagonist in this banquet, if he really fights at the dinner table, he will be the one who will lose face.

Since he came out of the ancient land, he has made up his mind to pay attention, and he is full of confidence to be the first prince of the northwest, how can he allow this kind of thing to ruin his reputation.

So after everyone gave a step, he immediately borrowed the slope and got off the donkey, without saying a word.

All the sons were overjoyed, if Chu Ling and Yang Chen really fought, they would be embarrassed.

Help Chu Ling, after a hundred years of the Yang family, it is very likely that there will be a strong man in the Dragon Cutting Realm who cannot be offended;

Help Yang Chen, the leader of the Chu League is an ally of his own sect.

Now that the two parties have stopped, everyone happily returned to their original positions, and the old Liufeng Sect disciple immediately raised his hand to call the subordinates of Tianxiang Pavilion and quickly added a table, lest Chu Ling take the opportunity to attack again.

Chu Ling's seat was lifted up, but the two subordinates were embarrassed, standing in the middle with the table, not knowing where to put it.

Yang Chen's face was cold, he slapped the table fiercely, and shouted angrily at the two servants: "Bastard, in front of the public, how dare you two dogs stand in the center, place the table at the end of the door, and get out of here!"

On the surface, Yang Chen seemed to be reprimanding the two servants, but in fact, he did take the opportunity to place Chu Ling's actions at the end near the door, so as to achieve the purpose of humiliating Chu Ling.

The two servants suffered an unjustified disaster, and with a look of resentment, they carried the table and walked to the door.

Chu Ling raised his eyebrows, and sneered in his heart: This Yang Chen, sure enough, is still a thief, in order to embarrass himself, he actually resorted to such a trick.

Chu Ling snorted and shouted, "Slow, two junior brothers, you put your seats here." ”

He casually pointed his finger to the center of the room, facing Yang Chen's place.

The two servants looked embarrassed, they had been in Tianxiang Pavilion for such a long time, and the banquet they had arranged was less than a thousand, but also eight hundred.

The guest seat was placed in the center of the room, and the chairman was far away, and he had never seen it.

But in comparison, Chu Ling's tone was much better than Yang Chen's left "dog thing" and a "dog thing", so the two of them had almost no hesitation and directly obeyed Chu Ling's arrangement.

Yang Chen shouted: "Presumptuous, presumptuous, it's just against the sky, how dare you two do this? There is also a surname Chu, this son will definitely ...... this time."

Yang Chen scolded loudly, spitting stars, but Chu Ling surprisingly did not scold back.

Everyone thought that Chu Ling had changed his temper, but they didn't expect that at this time, Chu Ling silently took out an inconspicuous plate from his arms.

But as soon as that plate came out, a wave of Holy Dao coercion immediately permeated the entire Tianxiang Pavilion, and it was the Galaxy Hundred Grass Plate collected in the Scarlet Ancient Land.

Yang Chen, who was scolding angrily, was like seeing a ghost, and he was so frightened that he immediately quieted down, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

It can be imagined that when one party is angry and swearing, the other party who is overwhelmed by it quietly pulls out a pistol.

What a terrifying scene, maybe the next moment blood will be splattered on the spot.

Everyone held their breath, hoping that Chu Ling would not be rash.

Yang Chen sat there even more, not daring to move, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moistened his dry throat, and kept praying in his heart: I hope this madman surnamed Chu will calm down.

Don't look at it in the ancient land, when the three emperors were fighting, the holy weapons came out one after another, and I didn't see how many casualties were killed.

But that is a full emperor-level powerhouse, his Yang family father and son dare to be like them, and they dare to shake the holy weapon?

However, when everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, the Lord of the Chu League held the holy weapon at this time and made a few gestures to the ground.

Everyone was puzzled by his movements, and they all speculated with their brains: Could it be that the leader of the Chu League wants to use a holy weapon to hold the ground and shake Yang Chen down from above the chairman?

Yang Chen looked at Chu Ling's extremely serious appearance, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, could it be that this surnamed Chu really dared to use a holy weapon to kill himself in public?

Anyway, if this surnamed Chu really dares to use the holy weapon, he will have to use that thing to fight with this surnamed Chu.

He was uneasy in his heart, but he didn't dare to act at will, after all, no matter how fast he was, it was impossible to be faster than Chu Ling sacrificing the holy weapon.

Chu Ling took the Galaxy Hundred Grass Plate, looked left and right, closed one eye again, and looked at the ground, as if he was really calculating the attack distance and attack angle.

At this moment, Chu Ling suddenly shouted: "This is it!"

He shouted loudly, full of energy, like a giant tiger, roaring mountains and rivers, more like a signal to start.

After a loud shout, Chu Ling's Galaxy Hundred Grass Plate got out of his hand and threw it to the ground.

It was a smooth and smooth movement, as if it had been calculated in advance.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they finally made a move.

Yang Chen, who was sitting on the chief, his heart beat fiercely, and at that moment, he raised his reaction and speed to the peak.

The moment the galaxy hundred grass disk was released, he jumped up high, flexible like an ape, and climbed on the beam.

While Chu Ling was looking around, he was also calculating the route to dodge the holy weapon.

After his careful calculation, above the beam of the house is the dead end of the holy weapon attack, not to mention that the surnamed Chu would never have imagined that he did not forget to hide next to him, nor did he forget to retreat, but hid on the beam of the house.

Yang Chen couldn't help but secretly admire himself in his heart, he actually thought of such a wonderful retreat route in a short period of time, it seems that he is really a peerless genius that is rare to see in the northwest in a hundred years.

What kind of bird is Chu Ling, even if he relies on a holy weapon? He believed that with his quick wit and cultivation, he would definitely be able to defeat Chu Ling, the leader of the Xuan Alliance who was as stupid as a pig and had no name, Yang Chen thought in his heart.

Comforting himself like this, Yang Chen suddenly felt that Chu Ling, who was holding the holy weapon, was just a paper tiger, and when he looked at Chu Ling's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little contempt.

The Xinghe Hundred Grass Plate took off his hand, and under the urging of Chu Ling's spell, it immediately flew up about a hundred times, and with a "bang", it was upside down on the floor of the top floor of Tianxiang Pavilion.

The galaxy hundred grass tray fell to the ground, and the entire Tianxiang Pavilion shook slightly.

And then...... And then that's it.

Everyone's faces froze, what the hell is going on? The Lord of the Chu Alliance has just been planning for so long, and even the holy weapon has been used, can he make this little movement?

Everyone looked at Chu Ling in puzzlement, only to see that at this time, Chu Ling walked unhurriedly to the enlarged galaxy grass plate, stepped on his feet hard, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he said to the two servants, who were already stunned with fright, "All right, bring the table up, and I'll sit here." ”

The two servants, who were already like puppets at this moment, listened to Chu Ling's command and moved the table to the Xinghe Baicao Plate.

When they stepped on the galaxy hundred grass plates, the two of them were cautious for fear of stepping on the wrong foot, and said in their hearts: "Obediently, this is a holy weapon, it is now under our feet, if it is broken, the whole family can't afford to lose it if it is sold!"

The people around him, while breathing a sigh of relief, also asked Chu Ling with black lines on their heads: "Lord Chu League, you took great pains to sacrifice the holy weapon, isn't it just to cushion the table?"

Chu Ling nodded as a matter of course, and said, "Well, what do you think?" After all, I am half an elder of Yang Chen's kid, if I sit lower than him, what kind of system will it become, and when the time comes, when it spreads, wouldn't outsiders say that I, who was an uncle, didn't teach my nephew well?"

Yang Chen sat in the chief, and the chief was nearly two feet taller than the other seats, and the galaxy hundred grass plate that was sacrificed by Chu Ling was upside down at the moment, no more, no less, just two feet and an inch higher, slightly higher than the chief.

Chu Ling explained his thoughts while comparing the two seats in public.

When his finger pointed to Yang Chen's chief, everyone's eyes turned to the chief, and then raised their heads and looked at Yang Chen who was hanging from the beam.

A sly smile appeared in the depths of Chu Ling's eyes, and he exclaimed, "Hey, where is my eldest nephew? Oh, it turned out that he ran to the beam of the house! I said that the eldest nephew, the meal has not been finished yet, why are you in a hurry to exercise?"

Chu Ling has a big nephew, and he calls it very smoothly, and he doesn't treat himself as an outsider at all.

The heroes in the northwest also looked sideways, and the shape of Yang Chen's koala in front of them was indeed not very elegant.

Qing Xue, who is innocent by nature, was finally amused by Chu Ling's words that she had no match, so she covered her stomach and laughed.

Yang Chen hugged the beam, maintaining a koala posture, but in his eyes, endless hatred was emanated:

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I was still proud of my impatience just now, but I didn't expect that this surnamed Chu would actually put such a big trap on himself, making him such a big ugly man in front of all the heroes in the northwest.

The most important thing is that in front of two such beautiful women, he lost the face of his Yang Gongzi!!

Yang Chen was out of anger, he was very angry, and the consequences were serious......