Tian Yuan

Fu Dongliu has no hatred for Chen Qingyuan, because Yang Suirong's failure was due to his own lack of ability, and if he loses, he loses, and there is no one to blame.

He wanted to fight Chen Qingyuan, but he felt that Chen Qingyuan was stronger and regarded him as an opponent, that's all.

"A coward."

The Tianjiao in Xijiang ignored Chen Qingyuan and cursed loudly.

A pair of eyes stayed on Chen Qingyuan's body, and he sighed softly in his heart, thinking that Chen Qingyuan didn't dare to fight, it was really shameful.But having said that, most of the people present would definitely not have the courage to start a war with Fu Dongliu.

After all, Fu Dongliu is the No. 1 of the younger generation in Xijiang. He once beat down all the evildoers in the eighteen veins of Xijiang, and secured his position as the boss.

Who dares to underestimate Fu Dongliu with such a solid record.

"Old Chen..." Changsun Fengye listened to all kinds of unbearable remarks, and looked at Chen Qingyuan beside him, feeling a little distressed.

Daochen Buddha seemed relatively calm. He had personally seen the ancient power of cause and effect carried by Chen Qingyuan, and he had received the guidance of the Buddhist abbot. He knew that Chen Qingyuan was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, he is just an arrogance of the northern wilderness, and you are the leader of the western border. Such persecution seems a bit bullying the small."

Wang Shutong from Ewha Palace spoke up, seemingly to help Chen Qingyuan get out of trouble, but in fact he belittled Chen Qingyuan, making the fire even more intense.

"There is some truth to that."

Fu Dongliu replied.

"It's boring."

All the monsters in Dizhou sat side by side. They thought there was a more lively show to watch, but Chen Qingyuan didn't dare to say a word, which was really disappointing.

"People from the Northern Wilderness, that's all."

Even if Chen Qingyuan defeated Yang Suirong, he still couldn't win the respect of the top evildoers of his generation.Because there were many people present, they were able to defeat Yang Suirong, and they still won with an absolute attitude, and they were not injured at all.

Ah.

Suddenly, Chen Qingyuan smiled.

Everyone's facial expressions froze, and they looked directly at Chen Qingyuan, slightly puzzled, not knowing why he was laughing.

Is he laughing out of breath?

Not daring to fight, in order to cover up his embarrassment.

Many people think so.

Chen Qingyuan was silent just now, not thinking about whether he could win against Fu Dongliu, but asking himself the meaning of this battle.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Qingyuan had an answer in his heart.

He can be thick-skinned, but his dignity cannot be trampled on.

The behavior of the people in Xijiang has violated Chen Qingyuan's principles.

Since you want to fight, then fight, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"I accept your invitation to fight."

Chen Qingyuan's expression was calm and his eyes were clear.

wow——

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The group of people who mocked Chen Qingyuan just now froze for a moment.

"Did he take the challenge because he was stimulated and couldn't bear the pressure?"

Most people think so.

"He is very calm and his eyes are clear. What outsiders say can't affect his heart at all. I'm afraid this challenge is going to be serious."

Only those monsters at the top level saw something different and looked solemn.

"Perhaps, the battle between him and Yang Suirong just now was not his full strength."

A very small number of evildoers secretly speculated that they had a strong interest in Chen Qingyuan.

How much energy is hidden in the body of a Nascent Soul cultivator?

The scene was silent for a long time, everyone in Xijiang looked at each other in blank dismay, with the corners of their mouths raised, showing a smug smile, as if they had already seen the scene of Chen Qingyuan being trampled under by Fu Dongliu.

"You are not afraid?"

Fu Dongliu spoke.

"Afraid." The first word Chen Qingyuan uttered made everyone realize that he was wrong.Then, he continued: "I'm afraid that if I beat you to death, those old guys in Xijiang will not let it go."

Everyone was startled and kept silent.

The eyes of the girls in the Ewha Palace shone with splendor, and their red lips parted slightly, as if they were saying a word: "How dare he..."

Talented people from all walks of life were tongue-tied, never thought that Chen Qingyuan would dare to say such arrogant words.

Fu Dongliu is the boss of Xijiang!

No matter how evil you are, Chen Qingyuan, you are only one of the Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness, a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.

It is no exaggeration to say that even Changsun Fengye, who is known as the number one among the ten heroes, can hardly be equal to Fu Dongliu.

Fu Dongliu's strength made the saints and saints of all sects in the Dizhou very afraid, and they dared not confront him head-on.

There are too many legends and stories about Fu Dongliu, and I can't explain them in a few words.

"It's the first time I've heard someone dare to talk to the boss like that."

A certain Tianjiao from Xijiang was stunned for a long time, his throat rolled a few times, and he trembled.

"Afraid of killing the boss, why did Chen Qingyuan say such a thing!"

In the eyes of everyone in Xijiang, Fu Dongliu's majesty cannot be desecrated.

"He wouldn't think that if he defeated Yang Suirong, he would be able to fight the boss! With the boss's ability, he could suppress Yang Suirong in a flash. The two are not at the same level at all."

Everyone never expected that things would turn out like this. It was really lively and worth looking forward to.

Fu Dongliu did not laugh at Chen Qingyuan's words, but still had a cold expression on his face: "If you have the ability to kill me, the old guys in Xijiang will not trouble you."

"It's okay, if the older generation comes forward, they won't be able to hurt me."

Chen Qingyuan believes in the ability of his master, and the Daoyi Academy is not made of mud.

"Why fight?" Fu Dongliu was confused about this point, unable to figure it out: "A person like you should not be influenced by a few words from outsiders."

"Because you upset me."

Chen Qingyuan's reason is simple.

Hearing the sound, Fu Dongliu fell silent.

After a while, Fu Dongliu said: "Since you are not happy, then teach me with your fists!"

"Yes." Chen Qingyuan said, "I will let you understand one thing."

"what's up?"

Fu Dongliu asked.

"Fighting with me is the most wrong decision you have ever made in your life. I will become the nightmare of your life and will never go away."

Chen Qingyuan's tone was very cold, and what he said was outrageous.

The strange thing is that everyone couldn't express the slightest hint of ridicule when they heard it, and there was an inexplicable panic and a trace of fear deep in their hearts.

"I look forward to it."

Fu Dongliu smiled, not mocking, but serious.

"Ten years later, outside the territory of the ancient star Yanchang, the winner will be determined in a single battle."

Chen Qingyuan set a specific date for the fight.

"Okay." Fu Dongliu nodded.

The four eyes met, and the air was filled with a strong sense of killing.

The Baimai Feast is about to usher in a new climax. The battle between Xijiang No.1 and Chen Qingyuan was like a bomb exploding, and the storm swept across the ancient world.

Ten years is not too long for monks, and many people have already begun to wait.