&t>&1t;h1>Chapter 1366    The mouth-damaging Xiang Wuji&1t;/h1>

"Yin Ding, be careful, don't be careless..." Chi Hexiang turned his head, glanced at Yao Qingxue, withdrew his gaze, patted it on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "No matter what, you must win this game."

"Well, don't worry, father." Chi Yinding nodded, and a strong sense of confidence flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Hmph, I haven't taken the warrior from the Emperor Realm seriously yet."

"Haha... OK, I am worthy of being my son of Chi Hexiang." Chi Hexiang burst into laughter.

"Young Master, the person from the imperial daughter, went up." A servant from the Chi family said anxiously.

Swish!

Chi Hexiang and his son, as well as the members of the "Chi" family, subconsciously looked at the Demon God Platform.

Seeing that the guy from Kunjiuzhou appeared on the arena in the "Emperor" realm, the elders of the Chi family suddenly turned ugly, and Chi Hexiang also had a gloomy face.

"Hmph, this old scoundrel, do you really think our Chi family is easy to bully?" Chi Hexiang gritted his teeth, his fist was squeezing, and a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he said, "The past grudges are settled together today."

"Tianming Realm?" When Chi Yin Ding standing beside him, he was stunned when he saw Chen Changsheng. He was stunned for a long time before he looked suspicious and puzzled, saying, "Where did you play with that bitch Yao Qingxue again?"

Chi Hexiang's brows also frowned. Not only it, but even the dozen elders and dozens of tribe members of the "Chi" family looked puzzled.

I really can't figure out why using Yao Qingxue's methods and cunning methods, he sent a boy from the Heavenly Realm to the stage.

Intentionally admit defeat?

The rules announced by the demon pupil will be eliminated if you lose one game.

"Hmph, I'm setting up a suspicion array. No matter what tricks she plays, don't be careless." Chi Hexiang said with a cold face.

"I know." Chi Yinding nodded, and the momentum on his body suddenly condensed, and his whole person turned into a afterimage and fell on the demon god platform. His unruly face glanced at Chen Changsheng with a playful look, sneered, and said, "Why, the emperor's daughter can't even find a decent imperial realm under her command?"

"Noisy..." Chen Changsheng frowned, and said coldly at the turtle soul on his shoulder, "Little thing, do it."

"Yaah."

‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…

The turtle soul shook slightly, and the turtle chain on his back swept over the Chiyin Ding with a "wow" sound.

The "Sky Stele" also flew up.

"Is it a sinful turtle?" Chi Yinding raised his eyelids, sneered, and said, "Is this your support?"

"The Chi Demon Nine-Zhou Sword."

Buzz!

Chi Yinding's eyes condensed, and the surging demonic energy on his body exploded instantly. He saw it reach out and grab it, and the terrifying demonic energy condensed into a nine-meter-long magic sword in an instant.

He growled low.

He slashed at the 'turtle chain'.

‘Clang’, ‘Clang’, ‘Clang’…

Its magic sword slashed on the turtle chain and made a crisp sound. It was already the eighth level of the "Emperor Realm". It thought that it could completely shatter those turtle chains with just one knife.

But unexpectedly, its magic sword slashed over, and the turtle chain in the sky not only did not move at all, but also swept towards it. The "Tianjin" covered with cracks suddenly fell on its head.

"What... what? How is this possible?" Chi Yinding's pupils shrank, and he looked at the Turtle Soul with horror, gritted his teeth, and said with hatred, "Little beast, I underestimate you. No wonder that bitch Yao Qingxue will send you to the stage."

"The descendants of the demon god are nothing more than that." Chen Changsheng shook his head and said coldly, "The Emperor's God's Fist, collapsed."

Boom!

Chen Changsheng punched over, and the phantom of the ancient emperor flickered into the fist shadow. Chi Yinding subconsciously raised the magic knife and slashed it at Chen Changsheng, angrily said, "Little beast, die for me."

Slut a sex!

Dozens of fist shadows hit the magic knife, making a series of crisp sounds.

The power of terror.

It swept across the magic knife in an instant.

Although Chen Changsheng is only at the Tianming Realm, his physical body has long been broken to the extreme. Even the warriors at the third and fourth levels of the Emperor Realm are much worse than him, not to mention that his "Imperial Dao God Fist" also contains the will of the ancient emperor.

With a "clang" sound, the magic knife in Chi Yin Ding's hand suddenly shattered into more than a dozen pieces.

Scattered all over the ground.

"What... so strong fist intention." Chi Yinding's face suddenly changed and he said coldly: "It seems that if you don't move your true skills, you really can't beat you anymore. Over the years, you are the first person to force me to use half of your strength, and you are enough to be proud."

"Half of strength?" Chen Changsheng looked at it with a strange face and said, "Are you doing it? You are a new level of pretentiousness? But compared with Xiang Wuji and Kun Sheng, the ones you pretend to have are still less pretentious. When you have time, learn more from them. By the way, I only used 10% of my strength just now."

"You..." Chi Yinding was angry and said angrily, "The Dharma image of Chi Zu, condensed the shape."

Boom!

In an instant, thunder spread on the head of Chi Yin Ding, and only a sound was heard, like a demon roar from hell, sounded on the ring.

I saw a demon soul that was more than 100 meters tall, three heads and six arms, and holding various strange weapons behind Chi Yin Ding.

"Demon...the magic image of the demon god?" Yao Qingxue's face changed wildly, and her brows immediately frowned.

"Haha, is it really going so quickly?" Yao Wuxin turned his head, looked at Yao Qingxue not far from him, and smiled and said, "Your aunt, the person you sent out is pretty good. The mere cultivation level of the Heavenly Destiny Realm can force Yin Ding and condense its ancestor's Dharma image. Even if it is defeated, it will still be honored."

Hearing its words, "Although defeated, it is still glorious", Xiang Wuji, who stood behind Yao Qingxue, and Kun Sheng and the others looked ugly, especially the mouth, under Chen Changsheng's training, was so sinister that the 80-year-old old lady jumped up and slapped her dozens of slaps, licked her lips, and said, "Hey, your name is Yao Wuxin?"

"Rareless, can you call the name of the prince?" A guard from the Second Prince's Mansion immediately jumped out, looked at Xiang Wuji with murderous aura and said.

"Hey, the name of your demon court is not used to call it? Could it be that you have to be engraved on the spiritual throne and worship it every day?" Xiang Wuji widened his eyes, pretending to be shocked, and said.

"Damn it, do you dare to humiliate the second prince?" the guard said angrily.

"Okay." Yao Wuxin waved his hand, stopped its guard, looked at Xiang Wuji coldly, and said, "What are you doing with this prince? Could it be that you want to change the sect and surrender."

"Just change the ward." Xiang Wuji spared his head, looked at Yao Wuxin with a simple face, and said, "I just have a question, I want to ask the second prince."

"What's the problem?" Yao Wuxin frowned, looked at Xiang Wuji, and said.

"I just want to ask, when did your dog eyes blind?" Xiang Wuji sneered twice and said, "What, that bullshit demon magic image is your ancestor? As soon as you see it, your feet are out of control and you can't wait to kneel down? Do you think everyone is like you? Humph, what about the demon magic image? If you dare to show it, my boss will still beat it, crying and calling my parents."
Chapter completed!