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Chapter 122 The real Wu Zun (2)

"The Dou family's ice palm can destroy the enemy's meridians from the inside with cold energy. It really deserves its reputation!"

Jike Boya murmured, her eyes trembling. This was the first time she had seen the Dou family's unique martial arts skills. Whether it was Dou Hong, Pan Yue, Elder Xue, or other representatives of the seven clans, every one of them actually had it.

Not weaker than the Yin ghost's fighting power.

Next to her, Jike Xiuyuan's beautiful eyes were frozen, and she was obviously aware of the seriousness of the situation. Even though she had full confidence in Ye Chen, she couldn't help but feel her heart pounding when facing so many masters at this moment.

Wu Guangfu and Jike Xiuyuan were stunned and horrified.

A palm freezes a wooden pillar and shatters it in a snap of the fingers. What kind of method is this?

Dou Hong was the first to show off his skills. Not to be outdone, another representative of the seven tribes stepped forward with his legs and punched the rock wall next to him.

"Boom!"

The gravel flew away, and the hard stone wall that usually required the aborigines to pry for a long time with hoes was broken open, creating a large hole, and the fist marks on it were clearly visible.

The remaining people also took action one after another, each showing their outstanding skills, showing their combat power and destructive power, shocking everyone.

Wu Guangfu frowned. He thought that Ye Chen could easily solve this matter when he arrived, but now it seems that Yuan Fei thought it was so simple.

Everyone here has extraordinary means and is extremely powerful. If these people join forces, he is not sure whether Ye Chen can still hold his own.

"Boy!"

Pan Yue was the last one to stand up. He did not take action, but just smiled coldly at Ye Chen.

"Since you planted these silver-scaled grasses, I'll get straight to the point!"

"Silver scale grass, we want them all. You set a price and we will give you the price. This is our final bottom line!"

"If you continue to be so ignorant and rude here, you should be very aware of our methods!"

He held his palm lightly, and a snapping sound could be heard from the joints. The stone in his hand had been crushed into powder and fell down between his fingers.

What he wanted was to shock Ye Chen and make him give up the silver scale grass.

Ye Chen glanced at Pan Yue without any fear, with an indifferent and calm expression. He shook his head and neither responded nor left.

Yao You's beautiful eyes flashed, looking down on Ye Chen more and more.

Ye Chen was indifferent, neither giving in nor fighting. This kind of attitude of not leaving, not moving, not fighting, not fighting, like brown sugar, made her look down upon him the most.

The people of the Seven Clans ignored Ye Chen and had already begun to discuss the distribution of Silver Scale Grass with Elder Xue. However, Ye Chen seemed invisible and said nothing. He just looked at the entrance of Huajian Valley and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Representatives of the eight major forces started a heated debate. Elder Xue was the most powerful, tough-minded and unyielding.

"My Medicine King Palace is stronger than the seven of you clans. We have the majority of the share of Silver Scale Grass. This cannot be changed!"

The Yaowang Palace is stronger than any of the seven clans. When Xiao Yuhuang, the "Southern Xiao", swept across Yunnan and Guizhou, the master of the Yaowang Palace fought with him, and it is said that he survived hundreds of moves.

Although he was defeated in the end, he was able to withstand hundreds of moves in the hands of the "Jade Emperor", which is enough to prove the power of the Lord of the Medicine King Palace. Even the Martial Lord behind the seven clans is afraid of him, so Elder Xue is not polite at all.

"Xue Lin, you are just an elder of the Medicine King Palace, but you have such a big tone!"

"If you, the master of the palace, have free time, you might be able to talk about this, but you are not qualified yet!"

While the others were thinking about how to deal with this stubborn old man, a sound came from the mouth of the valley like a bell, making people's ears hurt.

Everyone's color changes, and they can use the sound transmission to shake the valley and make their blood boil. This move alone is enough to rank among the top in the world.

When everyone looked up, they heard a long roar filling the clear sky, and a figure flew over like a roc with its wings spread. It only took a few short steps in the bushes and landed in front of everyone.

The person who came was a man in Tsing Yi. He was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face. He was neither tall nor fat. He seemed to be dressed like a scholar, but his eyes were shining brightly, and his whole body was awe-inspiring. Many high officials stood beside him.

, it’s like being pressed down by a huge mountain, and you can’t stop breathing.

This person appeared, and Ye Chen, who was standing motionless at the side, suddenly curved his lips with interest.

"finally come!"

This was Ye Chen's first time seeing the martial arts supreme among humans, a true martial arts master!

The visitor had just arrived, and with just a glance, almost all the masters present were silent and no longer as high-spirited as before.

Even Elder Xue, who had always been serious, looked suffocated and his expression was extremely ugly.

"The head of the Pan family, Pan Huaiyuan?"

Yao You's calm face finally changed color. She really didn't expect that this top being in Yunnan and Guizhou would actually appear here.

"Even Pan Huaiyuan personally dispatched, could it be that the Wu Zun behind the other six families also came?"

Zhou Yang was horrified, and all his previous pride had been restrained.

He is the eldest disciple of the Medicine King Palace, and his talent is astonishing. He is indeed proud of himself, but when faced with a martial arts master, he does not dare to offend him in the slightest.

Under the Martial Lord, they are all ants. Not to mention him, even if he is as strong as Ye Xing, it is still impossible to challenge the majesty of a Martial Lord head-on.

Jike Boya's beautiful eyes widened. Although she didn't know the identity of the person coming, judging from the power of the transmission just now, there was no doubt that the person in front of her was a Martial Master.

Wu Zun, a true martial arts supreme!

The appearance of such a being was a huge shock to everyone present, and no one dared to make any move.

Jike Boya pondered for a long time and couldn't help but look at Ye Yechen.

She still vividly remembers the scene when Ye Chen killed Yin Gui with one palm that day, which fully demonstrated the power of Wu Zun.

She also knew that Ye Chen could dismiss Pan Yue, Elder Xue and others who were present, but now that Pan Huaiyuan appeared, the situation was instantly reversed.

She knew that if what happened today continued, it would definitely turn into a shocking battle between Ye Chen and Pan Huaiyuan. The confrontation between the two warriors made her blood boil just thinking about it.

A duel at the level of a martial artist has not happened for too many years, and today, she may be lucky enough to see this moment.

"Master, it's my fault that I'm doing something wrong. The matter of Silver Scale Grass has not been finalized yet!"

Pan Yue stepped forward quickly and bowed to the visitor, showing great respect.

The man in green shirt who suddenly appeared was naturally the helmsman of the Yunqian Pan family, Pan Huaiyuan, one of the seven martial lords of the seven Yunqian clans.

Pan Huaiyuan looked indifferent, just nodded to Pan Yue, and then turned to the others with stern eyes.

"I heard that the distribution of the Silver Scale Grass has never come to an end, so it's up to me to decide!"

"My Pan family will take half of the silver scale grass here, and I won't care about the rest. You can decide on your own!"

Pan Huaiyuan glanced at the entire audience. Anyone who met his eyes would bow their heads. With just one sentence, Pan Huaiyuan had completely nailed the distribution of Silver Scale Grass.

Although all the owners present complained, no one dared to respond. This was Pan Huaiyuan, a genuine martial arts master. Who dared to be dissatisfied? If Pan Huaiyuan was provoked to take action, who here could resist?

Although behind each of their aristocratic families, there is a Martial Lord who sits on an equal footing with Pan Huaiyuan, but at this moment Pan Huaiyuan is here in person, and their backers are far away in Yunnan and Guizhou, so it is impossible to support them.

Pan Huaiyuan had no intention of discussing. Instead, he sounded like he was giving orders. He did not pay attention to anyone present, and he was not qualified to talk to him.


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