Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

Chen Chufan said slowly,

"I am."

"Holy!"

Chen Chufan said calmly, and the Chen clan disciples around him

also gave him face, saying one after another,

"We greet the Holy King."

At this moment, anyone with keen eyes could see that the expression on Kong Jing's face froze.

His eyes were full of disbelief, in his heart.

Among the Chen clan, the title of King is something that at least requires being a Gold Core genius.

So, what is going on with him?

The other party is too young.

He shook his head again, "Forget it, I won't bully the young."

"Earlier, you deliberately criticized my Chen clan behind my back, I heard it clearly."

"I came here for one thing."

"If you win, I won't hold it against you, if you lose, I won't hold it against you either."

Chen Chufan said lightly, his meaning was clear.

If you fight with me, I won't hold you accountable for anything you say.

If you don't fight, then it's dangerous.

"I was actually threatened by a little kid?"

Kong Jing opened his mouth and smiled.

Kong Huan, who had visited the True Phoenix Nest before,

quickly recognized that Chen Chufan was one of the two who obtained the inheritance.

"Are you Chen Chufan?"

He looked at the young man who was crowned as a saint by Chen Feng, somewhat uncertain.

Although it was four years later, the other party's cultivation progress

was truly too monstrous.

Late Foundation Building stage?

Jumping over a major stage.

Simply monstrous.

"That's right."

"If I remember correctly, you were also outside the True Phoenix Nest at that time."

Chen Chufan looked at him and said calmly.

His memory was incredibly powerful, not to mention that at that time, he also used his eye power.

He remembered the aura of everyone present very clearly.

"You have good eyesight, young friend."

"But, the Chen clan is a big family, and it's not right for me to speak ill of others behind my grandson's back, but I came here."

"I came here specifically to witness the ceremony, I came here by invitation, isn't this inappropriate?"

Chen Chufan couldn't be bothered to say more, and said lightly,

"If I win, I will privately pass on the True Phoenix inheritance to you..."

As soon as his words fell, the eyes of the two members of the Kong family met.

"Let's do it!"

Kong Jing rubbed his hands together.

Suddenly, the look in Chen Chufan's eyes became friendly.

Isn't this giving him the inheritance?

"You have to swear that you won't hold us accountable afterwards, everything is your own choice."

"Senior Chen Feng also said that the Chen clan's system of kings and nobles has great power, and you can help with this."

"I promise you."

Seeing the other party agree, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then please."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Kong Jing's mood became somewhat cheerful.

Chen Chufan's actions were exactly what he wanted to see.

"Enough nonsense."

The two of them arrived in an empty space, surrounded by Chen clan descendants.

They were sensible enough to give way and form a ring.

Without saying a word, Chen Chufan threw a punch.

Golden light flickered, and a powerful and sacred mana reverberated in the space.

"Emperor's Fist!"

With a flash of golden light, Chen Chufan seemed like a deity, throwing a punch.

Ripples appeared in the air, and even the surrounding cultivators felt immense pressure.

Their bodies felt heavy.

"Hmm..."

After the battle between Chen Chuhao and the two began,

Lan Yu noticed that in another empty space,

another battle broke out.

It was also in the late Foundation Building stage, challenging the Gold Core stage.

"Impulsive."

Lan Yu shook her head, this was like crossing the distance between heaven and earth.

In her heart, she didn't have much confidence in Chen Chufan.

After all, the difference in their cultivation was too great.

No matter how monstrous he was, he couldn't bridge such a huge gap.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a flash of golden light.

In the air, blood mist exploded.

Countless people were stunned.

One strike.

Just one strike.

"Mmm."

On the seat above the sky, Chen Feng silently nodded.

His gaze turned to the battlefield where Chen Chuhao was.

Chen Chufan's battle was nothing more than an appetizer before a meal.

Facing a Gold Core genius from a Soul Formation family with the ability to reincarnate, it was like using an anti-aircraft gun to shoot a mosquito.

It was resolved casually, and the members of the Kong family felt as if they had eaten a fly.

They didn't have the face to stay, nor did they dare to seek revenge.

Even though they were extremely angry.

They glanced at Chen Chufan with annoyance, then looked at Chen Feng, who was smiling in mid-air.

After forcing out a stiff smile, they left dejectedly.

It was different for Chen Chuhao.

Lan Cang was indeed of the royal bloodline of the Blue Universe Empire, with strong power.

His talent was impeccable.

"Powerful!"

Chen Chuhao swung his heavy sword and chopped towards the opponent's forehead.

Mighty mana, roaring like a tsunami.

Like a daytime tiger, tearing and biting.

The sky was dyed red.

Lan Cang was like a blue dragon, piercing the sky with a long spear.

Roaring, he collided with the daytime tiger.

For a while, the collision of mana created ripples that spread like waves.

The intense battle between the two, with white and red light intertwining.

It was satisfying to watch, witnessing the battle between geniuses up close.

"How do you compare to He Yao?"

Chen Chuhao shook off the opponent's counterattack and recalled in his mind.

That young man who carried a long sword like a wanderer.

"He Yao?"

Lan Cang changed his grip on the spear and said in a deep voice,

"I have never fought him, but I have defeated the person who made him lose."

"Are you stronger than him?"

"No, about the same."

Lan Cang said lightly, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and blue light flashed in his eyes.

His whole body turned into a flying dragon, spinning the spear and bringing along a gust of wind.

Transforming into a blue dragon, he locked onto Chen Chuhao's weakness and stabbed.

"Come again."

Chen Chuhao also became interested. He had spent four years on the deserted island.

He had been accompanied by a demon lord and his strength had improved.

But no one had been able to spar with him.

Now, in a regular battle, he unexpectedly found a strong opponent.

"A sword without a blade, the king of the wasteland does not attack!"

"Shake!"

"Boom!"

Chen Chuhao raised his heavy sword and stabbed it into the ground.

The illusion of mountains collapsing and the ground splitting appeared, and the fluctuation of mana spread layer by layer like waves.

Howling.

The blue dragon was shaken away, roaring and swinging its claws, opening its dragon teeth to bite.

A battle between dragons in the wilderness!

The two clashed dozens of times.

The powerful momentum made the spectators involuntarily retreat several miles.

"A sword without a blade?"

On the side of the Heavenly Saint Sect.

A disciple beside the accompanying elder placed the heavy sword he was carrying on his back in front of him.

"I want to have a blade, I want to attack!"

He said in a deep voice, staring at Chen Chuhao intently.

This opponent was to his liking, making his body tremble with excitement.

"Song Dong!"

The accompanying elder looked at him and said in a deep voice.

"I think you want to challenge the king of the wasteland below, right?"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the heavy sword seemed to sense its owner's state of mind, trembling slowly.

"You want to compete with Chen Ruoxi and test her abilities for the Holy Maiden once again!"

The accompanying elder said in a deep voice.

"Hahaha, if the king of the wasteland hadn't appeared, I would have wanted to fight the person who is half a step ahead of the Holy Maiden."

"And, why do you think you have the right to order me?!"

"Hahaha!"

Song Dong burst into laughter, and a surge of demonic energy enveloped his body.

"Lord High Priest, I want to self-proclaim my cultivation level and fight the king of the wasteland!"