Chapter Six Hundred and Thirtieth IX: Fatty's Style, Stripped Off

( ) Jin Dabao's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "No wonder this girl is so well-worn, she is wearing a top-grade inner armor. Let's go and see what's going on in Wanjiabao, and see if there is any money to be made."

"Young master, what should I do with this guy, he is lying here naked, after all, he is also an envoy from the Kunlun Realm."

Jin Dabao thought for a while, then randomly took out a pair of underwear from the ring, threw it on Wan Feng, and said casually: "Master, I've done my best to you, don't forget Fat Master's gift of pants to you."

"That seems to be women's underwear, young master!"

"Day, Fatty's hobby has been exposed, and now I'm ashamed to face anyone, hurry up." Jin Dabao rushed forward like lightning with a hiss.

A few servants were left looking at each other, when did this guy have face.

After everyone left, the naked Wan Feng curled up in a ball holding the flower red underwear.

I couldn't help but burst into tears, and the crying sound was full of sadness and heartbreak. People who don't know will think that the most precious chastity was taken away by a dozen strong men.

The people on the square would naturally not know what happened to Wan Feng, otherwise they would definitely be shocked and dumbfounded.

Their eyes at the moment were all focused on the swordsman in white robe who was walking towards Feng Feixue without stopping.

At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to be in a very bad state, as if he was about to collapse at any moment.

But the Wanbaolou father and son who stood in front of Feng Feixue were trembling and did not dare to make a move at all.

No one can say for sure, how much strength Xiao Chen still has now, even Wan Feng was defeated by him, if he really still has the hole cards, he will only die if he makes a move.

Wan's father and son enjoy all the honor and live a much more leisurely life than ordinary people. The more they are like this, the more they are afraid of death.

Looking at Xiao Chen who was getting closer and closer, he was in a dilemma, he didn't dare to go forward to fight in person, and he was unwilling to expend such a lot of effort, so he handed Feng Feixue over.

"enough!"

At this moment, a muffled cold snort suddenly resounded through the world, and there was infinite power in that voice.

Just two words, like the roar of thunder, the sky shaking, a powerful aura?

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It pressed towards Xiao Chen like a mountain.

That power was much stronger than Xiao Chen's. Just a breath made Xiao Chen unable to move, and his footsteps seemed to be filled with lead stones.

Wanbaolou's face was overjoyed, and said: "The old ancestor has made a move!"

An old man in brocade robe appeared in front of Xiao Chen as if flickering out of thin air, blocking his way, staring at Xiao Chen closely with deep eyes.

The guests in the square shook their heads in fear, and sighed: "The white-robed swordsman, after all, can't move forward, the martial sage of the Wan family has made a move."

"Isn't there a rumor that if you attack Xiao Chen in the sky world, there will be unknown consequences?"

"As far as the rumors are concerned, they may not necessarily be true. Besides, the Wan family has been forced to do so. If they don't act again, is it true that Xiao Chen will bring Feng Feixue in front of everyone in the world?"

"At this time, Xiao Chen is actually at the end of his battle. A single move from the Martial Saint can kill him. I really don't believe there will be any unforeseen consequences."

All kinds of discussions sounded one after another. Although there were rumors that there would be ominous consequences for the martial saints in the sky world to attack the son of luck, not many people believed it.

Because at this moment Xiao Chen looked really weak. He first defeated the thirty-six Martial Emperors, then the Eight King Kongs, and finally blasted away to the Kunlun Realm Wanfeng.

All kinds of things are already inconceivable. Xiao Chen's current cultivation level is destined to be almost exhausted even if the true energy in his body is not exhausted.

Any Martial Emperor among them can stop Xiao Chen if he really dares to fight, let alone a Martial Saint who is in good condition.

The Wan Family Martial Sage said in a deep voice: "Little friend, today you made a big fuss in front of the Wan Family and stole the limelight in front of the people of the world. My Wan Family also suffered heavy losses because of you. You can leave now. What happened today, I will not Blame you."

In fact, when Xiao Chen arrived in Wanjiabao, this person noticed it, but he was afraid of the rumors and never dared to make a move.

The son of luck, inheriting the luck of a great universe, is protected by the way of heaven. Wu Sheng has already touched the threshold of the way of heaven. If they take action against the son of luck, they will be noticed by the way of heaven immediately.

Sima Hong didn't believe this, and wanted to forcefully kill Xiao Chen? Chen, but there was God's will in the dark. Not only did he miss, but he was also hung at the gate of Dao City, his reputation and face lost.

With Sima Hong's precedent, Wanjia Wusheng had no choice but to be cautious, and had been refraining from making a move, but at this moment he couldn't help but not to make a move.

Xiao Chen is the first person in the ages to be treated so politely by a Martial Emperor with the cultivation base of the lower grade Martial Emperor.

All eyes were on Xiao Chen, waiting for him to speak, to see how he would answer.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "I won't leave until the person I want to meet has not been seen."

Such an answer was unexpected and surprising. Xiao Chen actually rejected the suggestion of a martial saint. Where did he get the confidence.

Wan Jia Wusheng's expression froze, with murderous intent in his eyes, he said: "Are you making up your mind to force your way?"

The majestic true essence was stirring endlessly in the body, and the wind was surging behind him, and the white sky suddenly darkened, which was more terrifying than the old man's face.

This person was really angry, and all the guests felt the powerful murderous aura in the turmoil, which was as vast as the sea.

In front of that momentum, Xiao Chen was as insignificant as an ant, not even an ant.

Xiao Chen said calmly: "I never thought of destroying Wanjia, I just wanted to lift the red hijab and ask her if it was her intention to marry Wanjia."

"If yes, I will turn around and leave. If not, I will take her away as promised."

How did Feng Feixue come to the Wanjia? This person is very clear, and naturally she will not let Xiao Chen go up and ask, "If you insist on doing this, then don't blame me, and use the big to bully the small."

Wanjia Wusheng is about to start!

Everyone had already expected that in the next scene, looking at Xiao Chen in white clothes stained with blood, he couldn't help showing a bit of pity.

call out!

At this moment, the situation in the field changed.

The black package behind Xiao Chen suddenly spread out, and the simple rectangular wooden box flew out of it, and fell heavily on the ground.

If there was an invisible wall emanating from the wooden box, in an instant, the coercion of the martial saint's aura on Xiao Chen disappeared, and his body returned to normal.

The Wan Family Martial Saint's eyes were fixed, and he said in surprise: "Shen Bing!"

The prestige of the divine weapon moved Tianwu, and the martial sages of the Wan family did not dare to delay any longer, and shot directly.

But it was already too late, click, click, four wooden boards fell down, the divine soldier Tianyu quietly floated in mid-air, and an ancient and powerful aura burst out from it.

The general trend between the moves of Wanjia Wusheng was shattered with a bang, and it would be destroyed without attack.

The holy seal in Xiao Chen's sea of ​​consciousness turned into a ball of golden flame, which burned quickly, and all kinds of wonderful power spread throughout his body, which gave him the qualification to use the magic weapon for a short time.

Stretching out his hand and holding it forward, the resonant sound of sword chant broke through the sky.

The magic weapon was unsheathed, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were dark, and the sun, moon and stars appeared little by little. The tens of thousands of people in the square had an illusion, as if they were standing in the endless starry sky.

Xiao Chen grasped the magic weapon tightly, and felt an invincible force circulating in the meridians, as if picking up the stars and taking the moon, turning the world around, omnipotent.

cut!

With a shout of anger, he swung his knife and slashed out, and the world returned to peace. Everyone raised their eyes and saw the invincible Wanjia Martial Saint flying backwards.

The space shattered behind him, flying an unknown distance, and finally hit a mountain outside Wanjia City, smashing the towering mountain into powder.

The divine weapon returned to its sheath, powerful power poured out from his body like running water, Xiao Chen felt dizzy and extremely collapsed.

Even the ancestors of the Wan family were sent flying by Xiao Chen. The Wan family's father and son were so frightened that they completely lost their courage and ran away in embarrassment.

Xiao Chen settled down, and walked step by step in front of the heroes of the world, getting closer and closer to Feng Feixue, and soon arrived in front of her.

"This guy really walked over. The Martial Emperor couldn't stop him, the Eight Great King Kong couldn't stop him, and now even the Martial Saint couldn't stop him."

Such an unbelievable scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the shock in the hearts of many guests can no longer be described in words.

In the distance, in front of the mountain where Wanjia Wusheng crashed, Wanjia Wusheng walked out in the dust. There was a terrible wound on his chest, and the bones were deep.

The automatic recovery function of the holy body seemed to be invalid, and it didn't work, and the blood in the wound couldn't stop flowing out.

"Dog thing, you brought magic weapons, I see how many times you can use them." Wanjia Wusheng was furious and was about to soar into the sky.

boom!

A powerful palm wind came through the air and knocked back the Wan Family Martial Saint. It was An Zixuan of Wan Yao Palace who promised to keep Xiao Chen alive.

"An Zixuan, when is it your turn to intervene in my Wanjia's affairs?"

An Zixuan was too lazy to say in the face of the runaway Wanjia Wusheng, "I do what I like, and when it's your turn to take care of it, you can just stay with me honestly."

Martial Saint Wan Jia was in a hurry, but he was not An Zixuan's opponent in the first place, and now that he was injured, he was even more invincible to him.

On the other side, Xiao Chen lifted Feng Feixue's restraint, and slowly lifted the red cloth on her head, revealing a beautiful female face, overwhelming the country and the city.

Feng Feixue's eyes were filled with mist, and she choked up, "You're really here."

Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said, "Four years ago, outside Mohe City, I promised to do something for you. To honor your promise and keep it for the rest of my life, I will definitely come."

call out!

Xiao Chen tore off the cloth strip on his forehead, and the Scarlet Throne summoned out, and helped the seriously injured Feng Tianming up first. Then, with Feng Feixue, she turned into a red cloud and soared into the sky, slowly disappearing from everyone's sight.

After a long time, all the people turned their eyes away, looking at the messy and dilapidated square, they couldn't help sighing.

The huge Wan family, thirty-six Martial Emperors, Eight Great Vajras, and Martial Saints were in charge, and Xiao Chen turned the world upside down and suffered heavy losses just like that.

After this day, Wanjia's prestige on the mainland will drop. It is very likely that the original status of the first chamber of commerce will be lost.

"The king-level true dragon genius is really extraordinary, and the sky world really can't hide him."