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Chapter 366, Your Glory

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On the top of the Linquan Mountain Range, the master of Wumen, Mr. Wu, and the patriarchs of all major martial arts families gathered here.

Of course, it also includes the sect master of the Blood Fiend who just rushed to China from the “Great Taijun Empire”.

“Mr. Wu, this time the champion of the martial arts exchange contest, I am disrespectful of the bloody sect.”

The master of the Blood Fiend Gate is a middle-aged man with a gutter nose.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Wu frowned;

“No one has reached the top of Linquan Mountain yet. The sect master’s words are a bit premature, right?”.

Upon hearing this, the master of the Blood Fiend Sect sneered;

“Haha, tell you the truth, our team leader this time, Toyotomi kid, already has the talent to aspire to wonderland, and he has even half-footed into the threshold of wonderland…”.

“What’s more, there is the blessing of Emperor Wu, who do you think can be an enemy of Toyotomi in China?”.

As soon as the master of the Blood Fiend Sect said this, Mr. Wu’s pupils suddenly tightened.

Patriarchs of several martial arts families on the side were also unable to sit still.

In the later stage of reality, Wu Didian?

Wu Didian is a super technique that can rival the Kunlun Jue, especially with the strength of the late stage of reality!

Doesn’t it mean that even Hengyang God of War is not an opponent of this Toyotomi?

Leng Chen was not surprised when he saw this.

Instead, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly thought of Fang Chen’s behavior before entering the Linquan Mountain Range.

“Idiot, it’s just giving away 3 billion to the blood evil.”

Following the words of the master of the blood evil sect just now, the patriarchs of the major families and the master of the martial arts family, Mr. Wu, both frowned.

All of them are full of dignity.

After a while, a few figures finally appeared in their sight, but the first ones were not Toyotomi of the Blood Fiend Gate, but Hengyang and Lin Zifan…

wrong.

To be precise, it should be the figure supported by the two.

Who is that?

Mr. Wu’s eyes condensed; “Fang Chen?”

A discerning person could even perceive that Hengyang God of War and Lin Zifan were still half a step behind Fang Chen deliberately.

They don’t know what happened during that game.

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The competition in the mountaineering battle eventually turned into a tit-for-tat confrontation between China and the Blood Fiend Gate. Fang Chen’s turnaround turned the tide and directly shattered the conspiracy of Toyotomi and others.

But everyone fell into dead silence.

What happened in this martial arts exchange meeting is the worst in history.

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In the end, Fang Chen was almost carried to the top of Linquan Mountain. He gained the respect of all the Chinese martial arts masters who participated in the competition.

God of War of Hengyang and Lin Zifan supported Fang Chen;

“The honor of this champion belongs to you…”.

Fang Chen’s eyelids were heavy, he just wanted to sleep well now.

However, he didn’t want to miss this honor.

He resisted the sleepiness, opened his eyes, and staggered to the side of the championship banner.

“Hehe, after all, it was me that China’s martial arts won the Dongyang people.”

At this moment, watching Fang Chen pulling out the championship banner, the bloody sect master who was sitting not far away could not sit still.

“Strange! Why are all the martial arts masters in China climbing to the top, but my disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect has not seen anyone?”.

“Could it be Toyotomi and the others changed the plan?”.

Is it possible that Cheng Toyotomi intends to slaughter these young people in front of so many Chinese family heads?

Isn’t that the brain is flooded? What is it?

The triumphant color on the face of the master of the Blood Fiend Sect slowly faded, and gradually turned into a touch of doubt.

The first to yell.

It’s that cold morning

“Fang Chen, what are you doing?”

“The master of the blood evil gate hasn’t arrived yet. According to the rules, the game should be to defeat all opponents to take off the championship banner…”.

Fang Chen raised his eyelids, and smiled twice without saying a word.

Lifting the palm of his hand, he slowly raised the flag of champion.

Leng Chen curled his lips;

“Insane, haven’t you seen a champion holding it up and playing?”

The Patriarchs of the major families also looked at each other, always wondering if there was an accident with the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect…

Of course, an accident happened to the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect, but it is something that everyone is happy, and every family loves to hear and see.

The expression of the master of the Blood Fiend Sect also gradually sank a bit;

“Hey, junior, why didn’t my disciple of the Blood Fiend Clan climb to the top in a long while?”.

No one cares.

Those other Chinese martial arts masters were deliberately half a step behind Fang Chen, leaving the moment of enjoying this honor to this young master Fang.

“Junior, Laozi is talking to you, don’t want to be shameless, where is my disciple of the bloody evil door?”.

The disciples of the major families slowly dispersed, and walked towards their patrons, still unattended the blood evil sect master who faced Shen Rushui.

Many Patriarchs saw Fang Chen’s appearance that seemed to have been recognized by everyone, and asked their own contestants in confusion;

“What’s the origin of that kid?”

“Why did he raise the flag of champions and no one challenged him?”.

Looking at that posture, it’s like the rest of the contestants have voluntarily given up the qualification to initiate the challenge…

Until the elders ask questions.

Then someone slowly spoke about the thrilling battle.

boom!

what! ?

“That Fang Chen killed all the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect?”

This news was like throwing a blockbuster on the calm lake surface, and the heads of the family showed horror on their faces.

How can it be! ?

Such situations and scenes have never occurred in history.

The average strength of the disciples of the blood evil sect was about to surpass the Chinese martial arts masters.

Even the martial arts exchange meeting where Huang Bufan defeated the heroes did not have such an exaggerated group annihilation accident.

This news is simply appalling.

“If you fart, my blood evil disciple’s strength is the last realm, not to mention the support of several real-world masters such as Sato, and the most prosperous person is the leader of the late real-life Toyotomi.”

“Tuan destroys my blood evil door? Nonsense.”

The first time the master of the Blood Fiend Gate heard this news.

For a moment, Xuan even sneered contemptuously.

This group of Chinese people simply brag and don’t write drafts.

It was not that he couldn’t see Fang Chen’s strength.

Late stage of the world.

Can the little one in the late stage of the transformation stage destroy his blood evil disciple?

The great jealousy of sliding the world!

However, as more and more descendants of aristocratic families began to tell the same stories to their elders.

The smug and sneer on the face of the master of the Blood Fiend Sect slowly solidified.

Because, from time to time, there will be a certain Patriarch who looks at Fang Chen with a certain amount of scrutiny and awe.

Immediately, he glanced at his Blood Fiend Sect Master again, gloating.

Mr. Wu was able to notice that the expression of the bloody evil gate master sitting next to him gradually became gloomy, and after a while, he directly urged his true energy to sense the bloody evil gate disciples’ aura in the mountains.

The blood evil sect cultivated a unified technique, as long as there was a survivor, he would be able to detect it.

However, there was feedback that made him unable to sit still.

No!

There is no aura of a disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect.

Those blood evil disciples who participated in this martial arts exchange meeting, they seem to have evaporated from the world.

Huo Ran, the master of the Blood Fiend Gate finally got up, his eyes fell directly on Fang Chen’s body, a majestic coercion spread from his body, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth;

“Boy, you slaughtered all the disciples of my blood evil sect?”.

Fang Chen lifted his eyelids, and at this moment a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth; “Not bad.”

boom!

Seeing Fang Chen confessed personally.

The sect master of the blood evil door finally couldn’t sit still;

“Zhuzi is so cruel, I dare to kill hundreds of my disciples of the blood evil sect, I really feel a little impatient to live!”.

“Since you dare to be a murderer in this Linquan mountain range, I will wipe you out and wash away my grievances for my bloody disciples!”.