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Although he was unwilling to admit it in his heart, he knew that the elder was right!

The current Taixu Sect cannot protect Xiao Chen.

Not to mention the Taixu Sect, there are few forces in the world that dare to challenge the Huang family, which has an ancestor who rides a dragon.

Xiao Chen looked at Huang Yelang who was sitting down in front of him, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He originally had no grudges against Huang Yelang, and they were even fellow disciples.

As a result, Huang Yelang tried to kill him several times just because he had met Huo Feng'er a few times and wanted to compete fairly with her for the Daotian Holy Liquid in order to survive.

Not only did he do it himself, he also asked the elders of the clan to take action.

If he wasn't strong enough and had a tough life, he would have died countless times.

He had to kill Huang Yelang today.

But the Dragon Riding Ancestor and some old monsters of the Huang family lurking in the dark are a problem.

"Master Huang, has Master Hong arrived?" Xiao Chen sent a voice message.

"He's always here!"

"Then I can kill people?"

"I think so! You know Hongzi suffers from a brain disease and is prone to hesitation, but if you are about to die, he should be able to break through the disease and come to your rescue." Qiongqi said.

Xiao Chen's face darkened. That's right? Could Master Hong be so unreliable?

But he did not hesitate. Today, one of him and Huang Yelang must die. Even if he did not do it, Huang Yelang would not let him go.

"Stop it, you beast! Do you know what you are doing?"

"Let go of my Son of God!"

Two old Wangs from the Huang family came out.

Both of them had white hair and beards, and were at least a thousand years old, but their energy and blood were very strong, and the Dao rhythm surrounded their bodies. There was faint lightning leaping and thunder roaring!

The expressions of Xiao Chen's fans changed. They originally thought that the Huang family, as an ancient clan with a history of thousands of years, would have some dignity and would not use force to bully the younger generation.

Unexpectedly, two old kings came out directly, and their words were very strong and overbearing, calling Xiao Chen a vicious beast.

Although Xiao Chen's Yuanli was exhausted, he still maintained the true demon form after all. The two old kings were not enough to make him bow his head.

"Get out!" Xiao Chen spat out a word coldly, and the rolling demonic energy directly blasted the two old kings back ten meters.

Everyone was dumbfounded. They didn't expect that after the battle, Xiao Chen, whose Yuanli was severely damaged, still had such strength that he could repel two old kings with just one word!

The two old kings retreated violently for more than ten meters, knocking away dozens of monks who had no time to avoid them. They crushed the ground repeatedly before they could barely stabilize their bodies.

The two men's eyes changed when they looked at Xiao Chen, filled with horror.

After experiencing such a brutal battle, Xiao Chen should be extremely exhausted. How could he still deal with them so easily?

"Don't go too far! Do you really think you're invincible?"

"He is full of demonic energy. Even if he defeated Yelang with his devilish methods, he would not be worthy of being accepted into the upper class!"

Boom!

The void twisted and golden light surged.

Two old men appeared beside Xiao Chen, their bodies enveloped in divine light, like golden divine armor covering their bodies, incredibly powerful!

The sound of the spiritual power running in the two people's bodies was very loud, like the surging of a river, and there was also a faint sound of the true sound of the Tao, like an immortal descending to the earth.

Everyone was shocked that the people who came were actually two extremely powerful ones!

Xiao Chen's face changed slightly, and he also felt an extremely terrifying pressure, like a sacred mountain pressing down on his head.

Now his true demon form is about to dissipate. He can still cope with it in the King Realm, but when facing the strongest, he is powerless.

"Kneel down! Admit your mistakes to the Son of God!"

"Kowtow and admit your fault!"

The two strongest members of the Huang family spoke, and golden ripples surged around their bodies, layer upon layer, like raging waves, pressing towards Xiao Chen.

"Damn it! These two old bastards are doing something shady. They don't want to make the Sword Demon kneel down, they want to destroy him directly!"

"The Huang family is truly shameless!"

In the field, two Xiao Chen fans were angry.

They have gray hair and are over a thousand years old. They are two top kings. It can be seen that the strongest person of the Huang family has mixed a trace of Taoism into the sound waves. The lethality is very strong and he is completely targeting the disabled person.

"As the mighty One, you treat a junior like this, don't you have any dignity left?"

The blue mist surged, and Zhao Changhe stepped in, shrinking the distance to an inch, and appeared in front of Xiao Chen. With a wave of his sleeves, he directly shattered the golden ripples.

Being alone against two people, Zhao Changhe was not feeling well either. He groaned and his face turned pale.

"Master, thank you." Xiao Chen thanked him.

Zhao Changhe smiled gently and said, "Why thank me? You are the Holy Son of our sect, the future of our Taixu Sect. Even if the entire Taixu Sect is annihilated today, we will not let the Huang family harm you in the slightest!"

The expressions of the Huang faction elders of Taixu Sect changed. Zhao Changhe said this in public. It seemed that they were determined to protect Xiao Chen at all costs today!

But Taixu Sect now only has one strongest person, what can they use to fight against the Huang family?

Many Huang sect elders secretly shook their heads, thinking that Zhao Changhe was too confused!

"Wang Qing of the Sword King Palace swears to live and die with my eldest brother."

"Zhang Long of the Sword King Palace, swears to..."

"Sword King Palace..."

Seeing that no one spoke, the disciples of the Sword King Hall raised their swords to the sky and roared loudly.

"How can our Taixu Sect not protect such a monster?"

"I'm laying down my old bones here today. If anyone dares to touch a hair of the Holy Son, I'll crush his balls!"

Many Chen Sect elders also began to speak out.

Wu Qinglong didn't say anything, but the sharp sword energy surging through his body made his position clear.

"Fuck! How many good deeds did Brother Chen do in his past life that so many people are willing to die with him?" Xu Potian envied him, and then he shouted at the top of his voice: "Xu Potian, the successor of the Sword Emperor, represents my master, the Sword Emperor, and will live and die with Brother Chen!"

In the clouds, a tall old man trembled all over, the knife-like mist under his feet fluctuated, and he almost fell directly from the void.

"I am Lei Bao, the crown prince of the Thunder God Rat clan. On behalf of my ancestors, I will live and die with my elder brother!" Lei Bao followed suit.

Not far away, in an ancient forest, an old man with thunder blades surging all over his body frowned.

The Red Bandit had been lurking in the Taixu Mountain, and he had burned a cave in the middle of the mountain.

He was meditating in the cave, and everything outside was under his control.

He was about to take action, but he found someone standing up to support Xiao Chen, so he sat down again.

"The time is not right yet, wait a little longer."

Looking at so many people supporting him, Xiao Chen felt a warm feeling in his heart.

He was a person who had been abandoned, and family and friendship were once luxuries for him.

But now, at this critical moment, there are so many people willing to stand up for him and share life and death with him, which makes him feel deeply warmed.

"Just you guys? You dare to protect him?"

"A worm shakes a tree, and it does not overestimate its own capabilities."

The two strongest members of the Huang family were very disdainful.

Among so many people present, there is only one strongest one!

Can you stop them?

"Old man, what the hell do you mean by that? Didn't I say that I represent my master, Dao Huang? Do you think you don't respect my master?"

Xu Potian walked up to Xiao Chen and cursed at the two strongest men of the Huang family.

"Can you represent the Sword Emperor? If the Sword Emperor came in person, I might still be a little bit afraid! But who are you? How dare you bark in front of me!"

A Huang family member, the strongest, stretched out his hand and slapped Xu Potian, with golden light gushing out of his palm.

Xu Potian's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that this old guy was so unsportsmanlike and actually launched a sneak attack!

Although he is the future Sword Saint, he is still trash now!

How could he possibly withstand a palm strike from the strongest?