"Chief Jiang, our landlord is invited!"

The person who came was a white-faced young man with a braid, dressed like a scholar, but his aura was almost the same as Jiang Xue, a monk in the Dragon Transformation Realm.

"Don't go, please come over, don't even tell me your name?"

Jiang Chen didn't even look at this white-faced little student, he waved his hand directly and walked towards other places.

"Daoist Jiang, it's hard for me to do this!"

Seeing Jiang Chen's attitude, the white-faced Xiaosheng frowned a little, his own master is now so famous in this realm, can Jiang Chen not know him?

In his opinion, Jiang Chen is completely not giving his master face!

Bang!

A palm like a mountain slapped the white-faced Xiaosheng into the ground at once, and he wanted to resist, but he was imprisoned by the terrifying divine power.

"Humph, noise!"

Jiang Lei, who was beside Jiang Chen, snorted coldly and slowly withdrew his palm.

The incident here attracted the attention of the others around them, and after seeing who the two sides of the battle were, they instantly moved away from the battlefield.

"I'm not mistaken, the person who was beaten seems to be a follower of the upper echelons of the Ten Thousand Worlds Building!"

"Well, I've seen him, and one of his followers is also arrogant to us, and today he finally learned a lesson!"

Someone recognized the identity of the white-faced Xiaosheng and discussed it one after another, and at the same time shocked Jiang Chen's identity.

The white-faced Xiaosheng is very unpopular, otherwise so many people would not know him, but he was suppressed by Jiang Chen in the blink of an eye.

Where did this come from!

"Jiang Chen, do you dare to do it to me?"

A sharp voice came from the earth, and the white-faced scholar with his hair scattered flew out of it with an angry face.

"It's started, it's started, what do you think is the end of this Jiang Chen?"

It's not a big deal to see the excitement, and soon Jiang Chen and their side gathered a lot of people, of course, they are all far away.

What makes people different is that for such a long time, the people of Wanjielou did not come forward.

"Jiang Gongzi, this person has no fear, should we retreat first?"

At this time, the old Jiao beside Jiang Chen whispered to Jiang Chen, this place is really weird!

The powerful Taixuanmen was forced to close the mountain, and so many monks occupied the territory of a hundred kilometers outside the Taixuanmen.

It seems to be because of an organization called Wanjielou, this white-faced kid is from Wanjielou, and the people behind him seem to be the high-level among them.

Although Lao Jiao was the top powerhouse of the Nine Transformation of the Dragon, his injuries had not healed after all, and he didn't really want to fight hard for Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen glanced at him and didn't speak, although Lao Jiao had the heart to continue to speak, but thinking that Jiang Chen's identity was not ordinary, he finally held back.

"Do you know why no one shows up yet?"

Jiang Chen suddenly grinned at the white-faced scholar and said to him as if he was an old friend.

The white-faced scholar, who was still very angry, was stunned for a moment, looked around blankly, and found that none of the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Worlds Building he knew seemed to appear.

Seeing this guy's expression, Jiang Chen smiled even more happily.

Wanjie Building, interesting!

Is this to test my strength and courage, then I will fulfill you!

"Jiang Lei!"

"In!"

"Kill!"

"Yes!"

The three-meter-long broadsword was pulled out by Jiang Lei, and with one slash, there were more pitch-black cracks in mid-air in an instant, and the half-moon-shaped sword slashed towards the white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar was shocked, he didn't expect Jiang Chen to kill him, and what about the master, what about Wanjielou, why didn't anyone make a move?

Rumble!

The terrifying sword attacked, the sky thundered, and the flower of the Great Dao bloomed in the void, and with the flow of the sword, the illusion was disillusioned.

The white-faced scholar naturally did not sit still, sacrificed the magic weapon, and folded the fan towards the knife to suppress it.

However, the gap between the two is too big, one transforms into five dragons, one transforms into eight dragons, and they also have a complete inheritance of qi practitioners.

As soon as it came into contact, the folding fan was instantly smashed to pieces!

The white-faced scholar is also very powerful, naturally he will not be killed by a sword, and a punch is blasted out, like an ancient dragon elephant roaring, a terrifying giant beast appeared, and shattered the knife with one foot.

There was a flash of thunder on Jiang Lei's body, and countless blue electric sparks were raging around his body, like a god who manipulated the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

Turning into a streamer, in an instant, the two fought together, and in less than ten rounds, the white-faced scholar's body was shattered once.

With a flash of golden light, the guy regained his body, his face a little pale.

"Master, help!"

The white-faced scholar who recovered looked frightened, he was too strong, he was not an opponent at all, if it wasn't for the rune given by his master to save his life, I'm afraid he would have died just now.

Had to ask the people behind him for help.

And on an immortal mountain not far from here, several people were sitting in a large hall at the top of the mountain, and a man's face was a little dark.

"You guys, it's too much!"

"Old Song, it was your people who looked for trouble first, and now they are being bullied and angry?"

Next to the man, there is a big fat man wearing a Taoist robe, who is the dragon elephant advocated by the Ten Thousand Worlds Building on the earth.

"Fat Zhang, you can't find death, leading a mere follower who turns into a dragon and two changes, where is your share here!"

The man who was called Lao Song by Zhang Longxiang stared at him and said to Zhang Longxiang.

For his words, Zhang Longxiang was still happy and not angry at all.

"You cow, you are powerful, I see, you followers are afraid that you will not live long!"

Zhang Longxiang, who had a simple smile on his face, took the grapes that the beautiful followers behind him fed to his mouth, and looked at the man with a smile.

At the same time, he quietly entered a divine thought into a rune paper.

"Lord Duan, it's time to make a move, this Jiang Chen is so rampant, I suggest directly suppressing him and maintaining the reputation of my Wanjie Building!"

"I'm still maintaining the reputation of Wanjielou, I think it's to protect the reputation of your Song Mansion master!"

"Zhang Longxiang, you ......"

"That's enough, Ah San, go and let them stop!"

A young man dressed in a gossip robe opened his mouth to stop the two people who were talking about it, and said to a boy dressed as a Taoist boy behind him.

The boy walked out of the main hall and flew towards Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen, who was watching Jiang Lei's battle outside, felt a shock in his waist, and his mind poked out, and Zhang Longxiang's voice instantly appeared in his ears.

"Quick Kill!"

This fat man has a grudge against the owner of this white-faced scholar, how can he feel more anxious than me.

"Jiang Lei, a quick victory!"

Rumble!

Jiang Lei, who was originally going to continue to hone his own attack, heard Jiang Chende's voice, and instantly stopped hiding his strength, and with one slash, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and even the Taixuanmen Mountain Protection Array in the distance trembled.

"Stop!"

With a loud shout, a short figure flew in the sky, like a child, but the aura on his body was extremely powerful, as if he could fight Canglong.

In mid-air, a Vajra had already been sacrificed by him and smashed towards Jiang Lei's sword.