The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

The chaotic sound resounded throughout the world, as if everyone wanted to swallow Chen Xuansheng alive.

Chen Xuan glanced away and frowned secretly.

"I haven't seen you for two years, and there are really many masters. It seems that these are the so-called hermits."

His gaze suddenly turned to the four figures flying across the sky before.

Especially the person in the lead, with profound inner strength, even he showed a slight strange color.

This is Fu Qiangang?

Dugulie, who had fought against Chen Xuan before, had already suppressed his injuries. He took several pills one after another, his face turned pale, and he began to drink loudly, "Everyone be quiet, this devil's internal strength is unimaginable, Everyone, don't fight in disorder, so as not to accidentally injure yourself!"

His voice came out, resounding through the heavens and the earth, directly covering the shouts of thousands of people.

The crowd suddenly quieted down.

"Brother, you have finally arrived. This extremist has done a lot of evil and is despised by the world. If brother can kill this person, the image of my Fu clan in the world will definitely be improved again. It can also prove to everyone that what happened two years ago No. [-] on the list is nothing more than that, and it is definitely not as good as you who will be number one in the list two years later."

Fu Qianhai quickly came to Fu Qiangang and spoke.

He was intimidated by Chen Xuan's aura before, he didn't dare to do anything or speak, and he lost face in front of the heroes, but now that his brother, the number one in the world's list, came to the scene, he didn't have the slightest timidity in his heart.

He is also number one on the list, and he has full confidence in this elder brother.

Fu Qiangang has a burly body, a black robe, about 1.8 meters tall, and long black hair, with a very unique momentum. Standing there, like a mountain, it is difficult to breathe.

At this moment, he raised his gaze, looked at Chen Xuan, and said calmly, "Brother Chen, the world you killed in the First World War two years ago withered, and countless people died for it. Since you reappeared two years later, you should understand your end. The lower body is number one on the list, and it is my responsibility to seek justice for the dead!"

"Since you're here, why bother talking nonsense, are you going to fight together, or do you want to do it alone?"

Chen Xuan asked calmly.

"Do I need to ask more questions about dealing with a monster like you? It's not a martial arts competition. Naturally, how can I kill you?"

Fu Qianhai shouted sharply.

Chen Xuan's face was cold, and he looked over suddenly.

Fu Qianhai's expression changed, and he took a step back subconsciously, but he quickly realized that he was both shocked and angry.

Unexpectedly, his elder brother was right in front of him, and he was still panicked by this man, which made him blushed, ashamed and annoyed.

"Chen Xuan, you will definitely die today!"

Fu Qianhai shouted angrily.

"I killed countless characters like you two years ago."

Chen Xuan's tone was light.

"you…"

Fu Qianhai was furious.

A green-robed man next to him suddenly clapped his hands and laughed loudly, saying: "Okay, what an exorcist, you really have courage. I heard that you fell off a cliff and died two years ago, and I regretted it for a long time. Since you didn't die today, why don't you die?" Then I have not passed down the mountain for hundreds of years, and I have always been mysterious.

"Fifth brother, don't be careless. Anyway, he was number one on the list two years ago. Let's listen to what other people have to say first."

Another young man beside him spoke calmly.

"Fourth brother, what if everyone else is afraid and dare not make a move?"

The green-robed man laughed thunderously.

Lei Ting, the man next to him, smiled faintly and said, "If everyone else is scared, then naturally I [Jinglei Pavilion] will do it for me."

Lei Dong suddenly smiled, nodded repeatedly, and looked at Chen Xuan as if looking at some prey.

Chen Xuan couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

"Brother Chen, I have heard your name for a long time. If you hadn't committed a heinous crime two years ago, we might as well be friends, but it's a pity that your hands are covered with blood, and you killed countless fellows. I will seek justice for the many friends who died today, and if I offend you later, I hope Brother Chen can forgive me!"

Beside them, there is a young man dressed in white, with handsome features, holding a jade flute, long hair like ink, spotless, and has a very unique temperament.

"Who are you?"

Chen Xuan asked.

"Victory in Xianan Palace."

The young man in white spoke.

"Nangong Sheng? The descendant of Misty Villa, one of the five hermits?"

"Alright, another master is here!"

The heroes are excited.

Many people cheered.

Now that many masters are all present, even if the master has superpowers, he will die.

Not far away, Murong Tian straddled the tall horse, looked at Chen Xuan, sneered, and said: "Everyone, let's make an agreement before we start. We have heard that this person won a treasure from Southern Xinjiang two years ago, and I snatched an incomplete artifact in a secret realm outside Wu Jun, and now it seems that these two items should still be on this person, I wonder how you plan to divide them up for a while?"

His words are straight to the point, without any obliqueness.

Among the people present, although most of them wanted to obtain the treasure on Chen Xuan, none of them dared to say it directly. Avoiding the taboo, coming up and bluntly sharing the treasures made them frown slightly for a while.

The other masters secretly worried.

These Yin clan masters are all unfathomable. If Chen Xuan is really killed, then how can the treasures and incomplete artifacts on his body have their share?It will definitely be included in the pocket of Yinzu!

However, thinking of killing Chen Xuan, it's okay to not use this treasure and artifact.

After all, it is not bad to be able to avenge blood.

Chen Xuan saw that the faces of the people were constantly changing, and heard many people's voice transmissions in secret, so he couldn't help shaking his head again.

There are still more people in this world who don't know how to live or die.

There are some things that they have not personally experienced, and they will not be afraid at all.

How do these people know how big the gap is with themselves?

With more than 300 years of internal strength, who can withstand it with all his strength?Even if the internal strength is exhausted, his physical strength is still there, and when the physical strength is exhausted, the internal strength will recover again, and it will continue to flow, which is no longer comparable to what it used to be!

"Stop talking nonsense, who will do it first?"