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Chapter 4487 Targeted

One sentence reflects Fan Ming's strong self-confidence.

Lord Gao laughed dumbly: "There are three people who have exceeded the expectations of all the immortal leaders. These three young saint emperors all come from famous sects, and none of them are casual cultivators."

Hearing Master Gao's special emphasis, the casual cultivator saint emperors who stood on the edge of the dojo like minions couldn't help but show a hint of shame.

Hong Tan suddenly thought of something: "Fellow Evil Emperor, I remember that your age seems to be no more than 10,000 years old, right?

Why didn’t this tall man include you in his statistics?”

"I am not sure as well."

Chen Xuan shook his head.

He didn't care about any of this at all.

But Hong Tan's words were clearly heard by everyone present.

For a moment, everyone's eyes converged on Chen Xuan.

The moment he saw Chen Xuan, Mr. Gao immediately frowned, and a hint of anger quietly emerged in his heart.

"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, are you also here to participate in the Immortal Ascension Competition?"

Seeing that Master Gao knew Chen Xuan, the saint emperors were even more surprised.

Little Sword Saint Fan Ming only cares about Chen Xuan's age: "Master Gao, is this casual cultivator under 10,000 years old?"

"We didn't count all the casual cultivators this time, because it's the same regardless of whether we count them or not."

In his words, Master Gao looked down upon the Holy Emperor who was a casual cultivator.

He walked up to Chen Xuan with a gloomy expression and stunned Hong Tan and Qing Quanzi who were beside Chen Xuan.

After all, he is a real immortal. Once his aura is released, no Holy Emperor can withstand it.

But Chen Xuan just managed to hold on.

After cultivating the foundation of the acquired calamity-free sword body, Chen Xuan can be called half an immortal in a sense, and compared with three years ago, Chen Xuan's strength has greatly increased, even if he faces the true immortal Gao

, still without fear.

Master Gao's eyes darkened slightly. He was surprised to find that Chen Xuan's cultivation level had improved a lot compared to three years ago, and it seemed that his whole person had become different.

Thinking of the fact that three years ago, Deputy Sect Master Huang of the Burning Sky Sect led his masters to hunt down Chen Xuan, but was instantly killed by a certain hidden power. Even though Mr. Gao wanted to catch Chen Xuan immediately and interrogate him, he still held back. He asked the strong man behind Chen Xuan

Very scared.

After thinking for a moment, Master Gao raised a sinister curve at the corner of his mouth, turned around and announced to everyone: "This casual cultivator named Evil Emperor Chen Xuan is indeed within ten thousand years."

For a moment, the whole place was in an uproar, and all the saint emperors looked at Chen Xuan differently.

Some people are afraid, some people can't believe it, and some people are even more excited.

In the minds of most famous saint emperors, if a casual cultivator saint emperor can advance to a high level within ten thousand years, he must completely give up his fighting power and focus on the realm of cultivation. Therefore, he is a weak-minded person who is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Fan Ming raised his brows and stared at Chen Xuan with sharp eyes: "Can a casual cultivator produce a high-level Holy Emperor who is less than 10,000 years old?

Very good, this competition is finally a bit fun."

"Evil Emperor, as a referee, I will take good care of you. I am afraid that you will not be able to advance to the second round."

Master Gao's laughter was a little cold, and everyone could see that Chen Xuan must have offended Master Gao before.

"Don't worry, you'll stop laughing soon."

When Chen Xuan faced a true immortal, he said something that even the Holy Emperors dared not say. The following offense shocked the whole audience.

What made the saint emperors even more shocked was that Master Gao did not get angry, but turned around and left.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Mr. Gao did not do anything to Chen Xuan, he personally confirmed Chen Xuan's age, which made Chen Xuan the target of public criticism.

In the next great competition, those famous saint emperors will definitely target Chen Xuan specifically.

Fan Ming glanced at Chen Xuan indifferently, without saying anything harsh, and flew away from the Yin Yang Dojo surrounded by several other sect saint emperors.

Qingquanzi couldn't help but worry about Chen Xuan: "Fellow Evil Emperor, you are in trouble now. We casual cultivators are most afraid of being famous. Not only will you be targeted by the famous Saint Emperor in the competition, but that tall man will also keep an eye on you.

I'm afraid..." "Fellow Evil Emperor, why did you offend Judge Gao?

Although his master, Langhuan Immortal Sect, is not the top Immortal Sect in the immortal world, it is still very powerful and has a great say in the Immortal Ascension Competition."

Hong Tan is also worried about Chen Xuan's situation.

At this time, Chen Xuan laughed instead: "You two don't have to worry about me, Master Gao, what is the Langhuan Immortal Sect?

I offended the two Immortal Emperors and I didn’t even tell you."

"What?"

Qingquanzi's face turned pale, and he immediately reacted, "Fellow Evil Emperor, this kind of joke is not allowed. If those Immortal Sect disciples hear it... let's go back to our residence quickly."

Saying that, Qingquanzi grabbed the corner of Chen Xuan's clothes and led Chen Xuan away from the dojo.

Hong Tan was also frightened and almost covered Chen Xuan's mouth.

Four days later.

The Immortal Competition has officially begun.

The golden sunlight falls on the mist-shrouded green mountain peaks, and colorful rays of light fly down from the Yin Yang Dojo facing the blue lake at the top of the mountain.

The Holy Emperors participating in the competition have not yet arrived, but many disciples from the major immortal sects have arrived, and the edges of the dojo are surrounded by water.

Every time those who go down to the lower realm to watch the competition in person are usually the Immortal Sects who are not very powerful and want to come down in advance to grab people.

However, the status of these disciples of the Immortal Sect is still much higher than that of the Saint Emperor of the Lower Realm, even though there are very few among them who are in the realm of true immortals.

After Chen Xuan entered the dojo with Hong Tan and Qing Quanzi, he felt like a monkey being watched by the disciples of the major immortal sects, and was very uncomfortable.

Just as Chen Xuan was about to sit cross-legged on the sidelines and close his eyes to relax, a familiar figure came into his eyes.


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