"I don't care who you are, I'll apologize to the Evil Emperor first." Tang Qiuling looked cold. Whether it was Fang Pan or Ding Lin, she didn't give any face at all.
Moreover, as the apprentice of Master Danjin Fu Wei, Tang Qiuling knew the situation in the domestic martial arts community clearly.
When she was very young, the orthodox martial arts community in China had declined.
Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei have started business and become commercial organizations now.
As a martial arts fanatic, Tang Qiuling was very ashamed of this.
Therefore, after listening to Ding Lin's identity report, Tang Qiuling would not be polite to them.
Now, the expressions on Ding Lin and Fang Pan's faces were a little bad.
Although they have never seen a superb beauty like Tang Qiuling, they are all people with status no matter how they say they are, and it is a good idea to lick them.
Since Tang Qiuling has repeatedly refused to give them face, if they give them smiles, they are not men.
"Beauty, it's such a pity that you have become a brainless fan of the Evil Emperor." Fang Pan said with regret, "Since you don't apologize to my junior sister, don't blame us for being rude to you!
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"Second Brother, it should have been like this long ago! So what if this woman looks good? Being a fan of the Evil Emperor is just brainless!"
Bai Juanjuan's mouth turned tilted as soon as she spoke.
She was slapped again!
This time it was Chen Xuan who took action.
After being slapped one after another, Bai Juanjuan's atmosphere made her two thin eyebrows distorted.
She has been pampering since she was a child, but she didn't expect that she would be slapped twice in the face when she came to Taishan once!
And the second person who slapped her in the face was still a sick person.
The three of them didn't care about Chen Xuan at all before, because the extremely weak Chen Xuan had no sense of presence at all.
But Chen Xuan slapped him more fiercely than Tang Qiuling.
Before Bai Juanjuan could get angry, Chen Xuan said a shocking sentence: "I am the Evil Emperor."
"What?" Ding Lin, Fang Pan and Bai Juanjuan looked shocked in their eyes.
Immediately, the three of them's surprised expression disappeared.
How could such a weak man be the evil emperor?
"Boy, you can't even stand firmly. Tell us that you are the Evil Emperor? I think you have paranoia and think of yourself as the Evil Emperor?" Fang Pan said sarcastically, and at the same time he was ready to take action.
Chen Xuan said coldly: "Didn't you say I dare not respond? Now I am in Mount Tai, just wait for Tsukahara Ichixin to arrive tomorrow."
These words made Ding Lin and Fang Pan look at each other.
Seeing that Chen Xuan looked calm and his tone was confident, it seemed that he was not just a matter of his spirit, but seriousness.
And the rumors say that the Evil Emperor was seriously injured and extremely weak, which was completely in line with the blood-colored young man in front of him.
Is it really an evil emperor?
Bai Juanjuan suddenly thought of something, so she quickly took out her phone and opened the album. There was a picture inside, which was said to be the true appearance of the Evil Emperor circulating on the Internet.
It was just like the young man in front of him. Bai Juanjuan was not sure after seeing it.
"Senior Brother, if this kid is really an evil emperor, there is nothing to be afraid of. He looks like he is useless, not as good as us..." Fang Pan had a very bold idea.
Fang Pan and Bai Juanjuan thought of going together with him.
If the boy in front of him is not the Evil Emperor, they will beat him if they fight.
If the evil emperor, who was seriously injured, was defeated by them, wouldn’t he have gained a big advantage in vain?
I will attend the hero banquet tomorrow and tell everyone that it would be so glorious if they defeated the Emei Emperor!
I'm afraid Yan Jing will invite them to be the chief.
Thinking of this, the three of them looked at each other, and Ding Lin said, "Boy, look at you like this, even if you are an evil emperor, I think you should change your name, just call it the deposed emperor. What is the difference between you and a waste now?
Come to Mount Tai to fight against the Japanese Sword Saint? Let you first see how powerful our Emei is! Junior brother, Juanjuan, let's go!"
As soon as the words came, the three of them rushed towards Chen Xuan together, trying to get the biggest advantage in the world for nothing.
Seeing the actions of the three people, Tang Qiuling curled a disdainful curve at the corner of her mouth.
These descendants of traditional martial arts not only lost their martial arts, but also their brains deteriorated.
It’s so stupid that he dared to take the initiative to siege Chen Xuan!
Her slender and crystal-clear eyelashes blinked and fell. Ding Lin, Fang Pan and Bai Juanjuan had been slapped by Chen Xuan and slapped them in a dim manner.
The three of them didn't even see how Chen Xuan took action clearly. They were shocked and could only escape in panic. However, Fang Pan ran and shouted, "Evil Emperor, I have the ability to attend Yan Jing's hero banquet tomorrow. Yan
The swordsman will definitely avenge us!”
"Hero Banquet? No interest." Chen Xuan shook his head and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain amid the exclamation of many onlookers.
Of course he was too lazy to attend a gathering of a group of rabble people.
As for what kind of strength that Yan Jing was, he was too lazy to know.
Anyway, Yan Jing will go up the mountain tomorrow and challenge Tsukahara Ichixin.
Then the real chapter will be seen.
That night, Chen Xuan and Tang Qiuling meditated and practiced on the top of Mount Tai.
The two of them were looking for were tall and steep, and the staff could not find them.
The next day, the sun rose, and Chen Xuan's skin was getting better than yesterday.
However, Tang Qiuling could still see that Chen Xuan's body had only recovered by 30% at most.
No matter how powerful a person's hematopoietic function is, it cannot violate the laws of nature.
A gradual process is required.
If Chen Xuan does not make a breakthrough and wants to restore his health to normal, it will take one week, which cannot be changed.
Therefore, Tang Qiuling was very worried.
What if Chen Xuan still can't break through in the battle with Tsukahara Ichixin?
Wouldn't you really die under the sword of Tsukahara Ichixin?
With a worried mind, Tang Qiuling turned on his phone and searched for news.
Tsukahara Ichixin has entered China and is rushing towards Mount Tai!
Originally, super experts like Tsukahara Ichixin would be restricted from entering the country.
The restriction on entry of experts is the responsibility of the Longcheng Organization and the Security Bureau.
This time, the two major organizations had a tacit understanding and did not stop Tsukahara Yixin from entering the country, so Tang Qiuling was a little surprised to see the news.
At the same time, Yan Jing, who was preparing to hold a banquet at the foot of Mount Tai.
"Very good, the old ghost Yixin Tsukahara has finally entered the country. Have everyone attending the banquet arrived?"
Yan Jing looked at the two followers and asked.
"We're all here, just wait for the time to start the banquet."
Yan Jing's hero banquet was a luncheon. He estimated that the time was that Tsukahara Ichikawa had only arrived in Mount Tai in the afternoon.
Therefore, after the banquet, he happened to bring a large group of people from the orthodox martial arts community up the mountain to let them be witnesses.
At about twelve o'clock, Yan Jing raised his wine glass and said to the hundreds of guests at the banquet: "First of all, I am very grateful to everyone for attending Yan's hero banquet. Today, Yan will live up to everyone's expectations and will defeat him on the top of Mount Tai.
Japan’s Sword Saint Tsukahara Ichixin! This glass of wine will be shared with all the heroes!”