"Do you know who he is?"

The young man was stunned, and then smiled: "Let's talk about it, I'm very curious, who is this guy who can still stand in front of my Nandou Xuanzong." ”

"If he has some fame, I can consider keeping him alive."

On the side, Zhao Boshen stared at Chen Yu with a resentful expression.

It's best to keep a life!

He's going to torture this guy and humiliate him!

On the square, everyone looked at Chen Yu sympathetically.

Nandou Xuanzong!

In their eyes, they are the gods of heaven.

Now that Chen Yu is being targeted by this kind of character, isn't he dead?

"It's over, it's over."

The old man who reminded Chen Yu before that if Liu Tao hadn't stopped him, he would have collapsed directly on the ground.

"Hehe, old man, don't worry, there are adults here, you can't play."

Liu Tao smiled and spoke.

Than identity?

You'll be shocked later!

Opposite side.

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, looked at Chen Yu in horror, leaned into the young man's ear, and whispered a few words.

"What?! How could it be him?! ”

After hearing this, the young man screamed and almost jumped on the spot.

On his head, a large area of cold sweat instantly appeared.

The hands and feet are trembling uncontrollably.

Well?

Zhao Boshen was stunned.

What's going on?

Doesn't seem to be the same as you think?

Just as he was wondering, he saw the young man walk up to Chen Yu and bow deeply.

"In Xia Sheng Xingle, he is the son of the three elders of the Nandou Xuanzong, meet Mr. Chen!"

The entourage behind Sheng Xingle all bowed.

"I'll wait, meet Mr. Chen!!"

The sound was rolling and spread throughout the square.

After this sound, the whole square fell into a dead silence.

Time seemed to have pressed the pause button, and everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at Chen Yu with wide eyes, their faces full of confusion and shock.

How so?

The immortal master of the Southern Dipper Xuanzong bowed his head in front of these three young people?

How is this possible?

Aren't they immortals?

Isn't it something we need to look up to? How can they bow down to us?

Zhao Boshen looked confused and looked at this scene stupidly.

Sheng Xingle bowed his head?

He is the son of the three elders of the Southern Dipper Xuanzong, what kind of person?

It is the proud king Pan Tao, after seeing him, he has to be called Sheng Gongzi, and he doesn't dare to have the slightest shelf.

But now, Sheng Xingle bowed his head in front of this Lord Chen?

Well?

Wait a minute!

Lord Chen, could it be!!

Suddenly, Zhao Boshen thought of a possibility.

"Sheng, Sheng Gongzi, this, this is it...

Zhao Boshen's voice trembled, and he couldn't control it at all.

Sheng Xingle nodded, looking at Chen Yu nervously and slightly stammering.

"Yes, this is Lord Chen Yu Chen, the master of Daqin Wenxuan, the master of the Ming Spiegel, the teacher of Confucianism in the world, and the master of Shenji, Chen Yu Chen!!."

Poof!

Zhao Boshen collapsed directly on the ground, cold all over.

Chen Yu!

It turned out to be Chen Yu!

God, how did this man come here?

Didn't he just kill Pan Tao before?

Why didn't he go back to the royal capital, but ran here?

Zhao Boshen is already completely messy.

Pan Tao's death has spread all over the world yesterday.

Everyone is discussing the initiator of this matter, Chen Yu.

Aren't you Pan Tao amazing? The result?

Chen Yu is here and will cut you directly!

This incident has raised Chen Yu's murderous reputation to a higher level.

But after that, no one knew Chen Yu's whereabouts.

I didn't expect to meet this person here today!

Zhao Boshen regretted it so much, he had never seen Chen Yu's appearance before, and he didn't think about going to see Chen Yu's portrait or something.

Otherwise, how could what happened just now?

The people exclaimed.

Chen Yu!

This name, in the mouths of the people of the world, has become a myth.

A myth that is enough to make the immortals retreat.

But, after all, myths are just myths, and who can expect myths to appear around them?

Life still has to be lived.

Should the land be planted or planted, should it be tributed or tributed.

But who would have thought that myths would appear around them today?

"Lord Chen, Lord Chen is here to save us!"

Many people knelt directly on the ground, tears welling up in their eyes.

"Everybody get up."

Chen Yu held it, and the mighty literary spirit surged, and directly helped all the people up.

He looked at Sheng Xingle and sneered.

"Heh, I think I'm still a little famous?"

"Lord Chen laughed, Xingle was rude just now, and I ask Lord Chen to forgive me."

Sheng Xingle hurriedly apologized, a little nervous.

Who is Chen Yu? The First World War pitted the foundation of the Nine Great Immortal Gates!

In the face of such a character, how dare he make a mistake?

"Hmph." Chen Yu snorted and glanced at the Nanming Fire Orange around him.

"I have a question. You immortal cultivators, don't you like this Nanming Fire Orange very much? ”

Sheng Xingle shook his head.

"These fire oranges don't have any effect on us, so I don't eat them, but give them to the spirit beasts of the Nandou Xuanzong to eat."

The audience was in an uproar.

All the people were dumbfounded.

They worked hard for a whole year, they couldn't take the next meal, and their lives were so poor that they even had to lose their lives.

But what do you get in the end?

Grow fruit for the animals of Xianmen to eat?

"What have I been doing for more than ten years? Why do you insult us so much? ”

The old man collapsed, and two lines of old tears fell, flowing over his face full of ravines.

Many people wept, desperate and sad.

Liu Ran clenched his fists, "It's too much, it's too much!" ”

Looking at Zhao Boshen, Chen Yu's eyes flashed with anger.

"Is this for the animals? For the sake of the beasts of Nandou Xuanzong, let the people of Daqin pay tribute every year, and lose their lives because of it? ”

"Zhao Boshen, you really damn it!"

Zhao Boshen was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives. Sheng Gongzi, please, help me. ”

"Lord Chen, please also let Master Zhao go for the sake of our Nandou Xuanzong's face."

Sheng Xingle arched his hand and smiled kindly.

He has already spoken, which can be regarded as a low profile, Chen Yu should always think about it, right?

Chen Yu glanced at Sheng Xingle, his eyes were cold.

"Get out! What kind of thing are you, and you dare to let me go? ”

Sheng Xingle's face changed suddenly, he didn't expect Chen Yu to be so ruthless.

Chen Yu didn't care what Sheng Xingle felt, he just stared at Zhao Boshen.

"Zhao Boshen, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes today, he can't save you!"

"You kind of dog official, Lao Tzu sees one and cuts one, and sees two cut a pair!"

Pulling out a long knife from the hand of a person beside him, Chen Yu raised it high.

"Lord Chen! Could it be that you don't care so much about my Nandou Xuanzong? ”

Sheng Xingle spoke coldly.

Although I know Chen Yu's deeds, so what?

It's okay to be arrogant in other places, but where is this?

At the foot of Nanming Mountain!

Here and they are arrogant? It's too much!

Chen Yu glanced at Sheng Xingle and grinned.

"That's right, I just don't care!"

Click!

The knife fell, and Zhao Boshen's head flew!