The strongest Buddhist monk was still defeated. There was no stronger fighting force among them, and any future competitions were meaningless.
Jiang Fan's goal was achieved. The powerful martial arts of the Chinese people finally brought heavy pressure to the Buddhist envoys. Those among them who can return alive will definitely bring this news to King Wuyou. The ambitious Wuyou Wang and his strong men will definitely be poured cold water on them, and the Chinese will most likely gain more time as a result.
And just when Jiang Fan thought the show was over, a sudden change occurred.
Princess Peacock suddenly walked out of the team, looked around at the crowd watching the battle, and heard a cold and arrogant voice.
"I, the princess of the Buddhist Kingdom, Sakrati, am twenty-eight years old. I challenge the young and powerful Chinese people. Is there anyone who dares to challenge me?"
The whole place fell silent, and Jiang Fan was also surprised, but he soon understood that Princess Peacock wanted to regain her dignity, so she went to fight in person. What she challenged was the younger generation, but the problem was...
Jiang Fan's heart sank slightly. The Peacock Princess was too powerful, abnormally strong. If it weren't for someone like the Empress or his brother-in-law, it would be difficult to win against her.
Do you have to spend a Qi Yuan Dan to take action? Jiang Fan frowned, he really didn't want to expose his whereabouts right now...
The peacock princess over there exuded a powerful aura, and a proud peacock appeared above her and let out a loud and long cry. No wonder she is so proud, her true essence has actually reached the point where her true essence is condensed.
At only twenty-eight years old, his true energy was condensed, which shocked everyone present. Many young experts who came to watch the battle simply felt that they couldn't believe it, and there was no chance of defeating the opponent.
Not to mention the younger generation, except for the old top powerhouses such as Wenren Fengliu and Nanhai Sword Immortal, there was almost no one else on the scene who could show off their talents, even the great monks were a little behind.
For a time, the whole place was silent.
The Peacock Princess stood proudly on the spot, her gorgeous clothes flying freely, and looking down at the young people present. At this moment, the momentum of the Chinese race turned from prosperity to decline.
No matter how much they have won before, the younger generation has lost. Many people showed unwillingness in their eyes, but there was no way, there was no comparison at all.
Wenren Fengliu turned his eyes to Jiang Fan, but how could Jiang Fan not know what he was thinking? He sighed secretly and reached out to touch his arms.
At this moment, a phoenix cry that resounded across the sky suddenly came from the distant sky, and then a loud voice came.
"Hahaha - it's just a foreign peacock, how dare you respect me in front of the Phoenix of Nine Heavens?"
The next moment, in the shocked eyes of everyone, a red-gold light came like a sky-shattering rainbow, and instantly condensed into a huge golden phoenix in mid-air, proud and domineering.
Jiang Fan's jaw almost dropped: "Feng...Fengchen?"
He never expected that Feng Xiaoniao would come to the rescue. He was stunned by how unpredictable and outrageous the world was.
It doesn't make sense. Fengchen once colluded with the foreign races in Northern Xinjiang. How could he come forward in such a matter? He probably doesn't have that sense of national justice...
Jiang Fan looked at the huge golden phoenix shadow in the sky, and suddenly felt that Fengchen was probably just because phoenixes disliked peacocks.
Fengchen flew proudly into the sky and looked down at Sacrati: "I, Fengchen, am twenty-nine years old, a little peacock, Tianfeng is here, why don't you bow down and surrender!"
This man is as proud as ever. At this moment, the Chinese people, whether they knew Feng Chen or not, were extremely excited. They did not expect that such a strong person would come to the rescue. Some of the sharp-eyed people even noticed that this young man was no weaker than the two veteran strong men just now.
The Chinese are invincible... I don’t know how many young people are excited.
Princess Peacock's face was full of shock. She had never expected that a young and powerful man from the Chinese clan could actually reach such a level. He transformed his true energy into shape. This was a further step toward true energy transformation. The opponent's lifelike flaming sky phoenix was obviously more powerful than the other party's. My colorful peacock is even more powerful.
This is impossible, how can anyone do this in their twenties? For a moment, she almost lost her mind.
Fengchen said with incomparable contempt: "Why, little peacock, don't you dare to fight?"
Princess Peacock slowly suppressed her mind. She knew that she was defeated, but it would be even more embarrassing if she didn't dare to fight. And just when she was about to give it a try, another heroic voice came.
"Fengchen, this is my king's great Chu. Those who fight are all martial arts cultivators from the South. You are not needed!"
Following the sound, a majestic body fell on the spot like a meteor. The smoke and dust dispersed, and everyone found that it was a burly young man, nine feet tall, wearing a dragon's black gold armor, a tiger skin red robe on his shoulders, and in his hand Carrying the Ghost Overlord Gun.
Everyone in Chu State knew this person, and King Xiang Chen of Chu actually came here in person. There were many Chu people present, and many of them had already shouted for the king to bow down and see him.
Jiang Fan, who was greatly surprised, suddenly realized that there was nothing wrong, everyone was challenging the strong men of the Buddhist Kingdom, and Xiang Chen, as a militant fanatic, could not sit still.
The Peacock Princess was once again shocked. The young man in front of her was also ridiculously powerful. His surging blood rushed straight into the sky, like a prehistoric ferocious beast, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
There is such a strong person in the land of Nanling?
Feng Chen's eyes moved slightly and he stared at Xiang Chen: "King Chu, do you want to rob me?"
Xiang Chen laughed loudly: "Fengchen, I have said that the land in Nanling is enough to treat a mere Buddhist country. You, an outsider, should just stand aside and watch the battle."
Feng Chen sneered: "You are almost forty, the Chinese cannot afford to lose this person!"
Xiang Chen said proudly: "I can suppress you at the age of twenty, no matter how small a peacock is."
Fengchen said displeased: "You can't prove it, so it's better to retreat."
Xiang Chen definitely didn't want to miss this opportunity, and said at that time: "It is enough for me to suppress you at the first level of the Holy Realm!"
Feng Chen snorted: "Xiang Chen, how about you and I have a fight first, whoever wins will win!"
Xiang Chen laughed wildly: "It's just what I wanted. She's too weak. It's more interesting to fight with you. Fengchen, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The two actually fought for a war, and even thought that the Peacock Princess was too weak, so they wanted to leave her alone and fight. This was simply naked contempt for the Peacock Princess.
But she had no intention of competing at this moment. She was not sure that either one of the two could win.
The momentum of the two people skyrocketed, and they refused to give in. Just as they were about to start fighting, something suddenly changed again, and a cold and calm voice came from the distance: "Stand back, everyone!"
Jiang Fan almost stuffed a duck egg in his mouth, oh my gosh! daughter in law?
How could he not recognize that this extremely familiar voice came from the Empress? Why was she here too?
Before the sound lingered, a young woman wearing a large cloak and an indifferent expression suddenly appeared in the air. She did not exude any aura, but she seemed to have the power to rule over the world. Even the high-spirited Feng Chen and Xiang Chen were at a disadvantage.
However, the two extremely strong young men were more solemn than ever when facing this woman, and their aura was slowly shrinking.
