"Director Jiang, our host invites you!"
The person who came was a fair-faced boy with pigtails and dressed like a scholar, but his aura was similar to that of Jiang Xue, a monk in the realm of transforming into a dragon.
"If you don't want to go, invite me over, and you won't even tell me your name?"
Jiang Chen didn't even look at this fair-faced boy, he waved his hand and walked elsewhere.
"Director Jiang, you are making it difficult for me to do this!"
Seeing Jiang Chen's attitude, the white-faced boy frowned a little. His master is now so famous in this area, how could Jiang Chen not recognize him?
In his opinion, Jiang Chen was completely not giving his master face!
boom!
A palm like a mountain suddenly slammed the white-faced boy into the ground. He wanted to resist, but was imprisoned by the terrifying divine power.
"Huh, noisy!"
Jiang Lei, who was beside Jiang Chen, snorted coldly and slowly retracted his palm.
The incident here attracted the attention of other people around. After seeing clearly who the two parties were, they immediately moved away from the battlefield.
"Did I read that correctly? The person who was beaten seems to be a follower of the top management of Wanjie Tower!"
"Well, I have seen him. One of his followers was also arrogant towards us. I finally learned a lesson today!"
Some people recognized the identity of the white-faced young boy and started discussing. At the same time, they were shocked by Jiang Chen's identity.
The white-faced boy was very different from others, otherwise so many people wouldn't know him, but he was suppressed by Jiang Chen in the blink of an eye.
Where did this dragon cross the river come from!
"Jiang Chen, do you dare to attack me?"
A sharp sound came from the ground, and the white-faced scholar with disheveled hair flew out from it with an angry look on his face.
"It's begun, it's begun, what do you think of the fate of this man named Jiang Chen?"
Those who were watching the excitement did not think it was a big deal, and soon Jiang Chen and the others gathered here, and of course they were all relatively far away.
What's surprising is that for such a long time, no one from Wanjie Tower came forward.
"Mr. Jiang, this man is confident. 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 hundreds of kilometers outside Taixuanmen.
It sounds like it's because of an organization called Wanjie Tower. This white-faced boy comes from Wanjie Tower, and the person behind him seems to be a high-ranking person in it.
Although Lao Jiao is a top expert in the Nine Transformations of Dragon Transformation, his injury has not healed after all, and he doesn't really want to fight for Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen glanced at him and said nothing. Although Lao Jiao wanted to continue speaking, he thought that Jiang Chen's identity was not ordinary, so he held back in the end.
"Do you know why no one has shown up yet?"
Jiang Chen suddenly grinned at the white-faced scholar and said hello to him as if he were an old friend.
The white-faced scholar, who was still very angry at first, was stunned and looked around blankly. He found that none of the powerful people he knew from the Wanjie Tower seemed to have appeared.
Seeing this guy's expression, Jiang Chen smiled even more happily.
Wanjie Tower is interesting!
Are you trying to test my strength and courage? Then I will help you!
"Jiang Lei!"
"exist!"
"kill!"
"yes!"
The three-meter-long sword was drawn out by Jiang Lei, and he slashed across it. Black cracks appeared in the air, 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 actually want to kill him. And where was the master and the Wanjie Tower? Why didn't anyone take action?
boom!
The terrifying sword light strikes, sky thunder bursts, and the flower of the avenue blooms in the void. With the flow of the sword light, the illusion disappears.
Naturally, the white-faced scholar would not sit still and wait for death. He took out his magic weapon and used a folding fan to suppress the sword light.
However, the gap between the two is too big. One transforms into a dragon at the fifth transformation, and the other transforms into a dragon at the eighth transformation, and he also has a complete Qi Practitioner inheritance.
As soon as it came into contact, the folding fan was instantly shattered into pieces!
The white-faced scholar is also very powerful, so naturally he will not be killed by the sword light. With a punch, like an ancient dragon and elephant roaring, a terrifying giant beast appears and crushes the sword light with one foot.
Thunder light flashed on Jiang Lei's body, and countless blue electric flowers raged around his body, like a god controlling the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
Transformed into flowing light, the two of them fought together in an instant. In less than ten rounds, the white-faced scholar's body was shattered once.
The golden light flashed, and the guy regained his body, his face a little pale.
"Master, help!"
The white-faced scholar who recovered had a look of horror on his face. He was too strong. He was no match at all. If it hadn't been for the magical talisman given by his master to save his life, he might have died just now.
He had to ask for help from the person behind him.
On a fairy mountain not far from here, several people were sitting in a hall on the top of the mountain. A man's face was a little dark.
"You guys have gone too far!"
"Old Song, it was your people who caused trouble in the first place, and now they are being bullied and are you angry?"
Next to the man is a big fat man wearing a Taoist robe and cheerfully. He is the leader of the Ten Thousand Realms Building on Earth, the Dragon Elephant.
"Fat Zhang, you are seeking death. You are leading a mere follower who has transformed into a dragon. You have no right to speak here!"
The man whom Zhang Longxiang called Lao Song glared and said to Zhang Longxiang.
Regarding his words, Zhang Longxiang was still cheerful and not angry at all.
"You're awesome, you're awesome. I think your followers won't live long!"
Zhang Longxiang, with a simple and honest smile on his face, took the grapes fed to his mouth by the beautiful follower behind him and looked at the man with a smile.
At the same time, he quietly input a divine thought into a talisman.
"Master Duan, it's time to take action. This Jiang Chen is so rampant, I suggest that he be suppressed directly to protect the reputation of our Wanjie Building!"
"Bah, you are still protecting the reputation of Wanjie Tower. I think you are protecting the reputation of your Lord Song Tower!"
"Zhang Longxiang, you..."
"That's enough, Asan, go tell them to stop!"
A young man in Bagua robe stopped the two people who were arguing and said to a boy dressed as a Taoist boy behind him.
The boy responded and walked out of the hall and flew towards Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen, who was watching Jiang Lei's battle outside, felt a jolt in his waist, his spiritual thoughts came 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. Why does he feel more anxious than me?
"Jiang Lei, fight quickly!"
boom!
Jiang Lei, who was originally planning to continue to hone his attacks, heard Jiang Chen's voice and instantly stopped hiding his strength. He slashed with one sword, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to shatter, even causing the Taixuanmen Mountain Guard Formation in the distance to tremble.
"stop!"
With a loud shout, a short figure flew from the sky, like a child, but the aura on his body was so powerful that it seemed like he could kill a blue dragon.
While the person was in mid-air, a Vajra sword was already thrown out by him and struck towards Jiang Lei's sword light.
