Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

Zhang Bencheng ridiculed. In his eyes, Luo Chen was a first-class stranger. Seeing such a terrifying battle, there would be fear in his heart. In fact, it was excusable, after all, even he was a little scared in his heart.

But I was so scared that I didn't dare to look up, but I was a bit too timid.

The Han Jiaren on the side also felt that Luo Chen had made some fuss. Does a man of seven feet even have the courage to raise his head?

Fortunately, she didn't insist on choosing to go with Luo Chen before, otherwise she would feel ashamed now.

For the sake of face, Han Jiaren laughed dryly, and then spoke.

"Mr. Luo, it's okay, isn't it a pity not to watch such a wonderful battle?"

"It's because this battle is too boring, and it doesn't interest me, so I don't want to watch it." Luo Chen replied flatly.

But these words not only caused Zhang Bencheng to sneer again and again, but even some other people around him also sneered.

"Oh, from your point of view, brother, what kind of battle is exciting?"

"What kind of battle can you get into your eyes?" Zhang Bencheng sarcastically said.

Even Han Jiaren is not willing to help Luo Chen speak this time.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Luo Chen is obviously afraid, but he refuses to admit it for the sake of face. Instead, he said that this level of battle is not worth watching?

The more Han Jiaren looked at Luo Chen, the more disappointed she became, and she even felt that she didn't even have to make ordinary friends.

This level of battle, although it is in the sky, is really scary, and even some of the masters below are a little scared.

You are a first-level stranger who generously admits that you are afraid, but no one really laughs at you.

But you said it was because you didn't like this level of battle, that would be ridiculous.

Many people looked at Luo Chen and shook their heads. No one spoke, but when they looked at Luo Chen, they inevitably got a little bit more disdain in their eyes.

At this time, the battle overhead was over.

A man with long hair like a waterfall, his eyes bursting with divine light, slowly falling in the sky like a **** king.

He is in white clothes like snow, with outstanding aura!

Even if it is a hostile relationship, many people at this moment feel that this man is worthy of respect.

Especially his right arm, now covered by golden dragon scales, looks very terrifying.

"It's so handsome!" Han Jiaren exclaimed sincerely, men should be like this!

Sneaking at Luo Chen, and then at the man who was slowly falling, Han Jiaren shook her head. There is really a big difference between people.

Even Zhang Bencheng, who is holding her pretty waist at this moment, seems to be much better than Luo Chen.

At this moment, Han Jiaren felt that her choice at the gate of the city at that time was simply too right.

And the man who slowly fell was not someone else, but the green mansions of Qingcheng Mountain!

At this moment, he is sweeping, planning to overthrow the city.

Falling to a similar height, Qing Mang spoke proudly.

"Where is the Lord of Infinite City?"

"Dare to fight?"

These words were deafening, and many masters exclaimed.

But Jin Zaizhong stood up with a gloomy expression. After all, he is the Lord of Infinite City. At this moment, whether he wants to or not, he has to stand up!

"Five-level alien?"

"That's a pity, you don't deserve to be my opponent!" Qing Mang slowly said, with a wave of disdain in his eyes.

"It's not ashamed to say it!" Jin Zaizhong said. After all, he is a slaughter of thousands. Has anyone ever despised him like this?

"Say you can't, just can't!" Qing Mang shouted violently, making people tremble.

"Can the City Lord win?" Although Han Jiaren likes Qing Mang, she is opposite after all. She still hopes that Jin Jae-jong can win.

"The lord of the city is known as the massacre of thousands of people, and he can naturally win!" Zhang Bencheng opened his arms and said.

"Yes, even if it is a Chinese practitioner, I believe that the city owner should not lose." Many people cheered.

Only Luo Chen shook his head, and said nothing.

"Oh, it looks like, do you think the city lord can't win?" Zhang Bencheng sensed Luo Chen's movements out of the corner of his eyes.

"He has already lost, and relying on him, he won't be able to live another hundred years." Luo Chen said.

That Qingmang was already at the awakening level, and although Jin Zaizhong was a fifth-level alien, but he had dark injuries in his body, even if he lived for another hundred years, he would definitely not be Qingmang's opponent.

After all, Luo Chen could see that Qingmang's strength was absolutely extraordinary, otherwise he would not dare to challenge him that day.

But these words caused dissatisfaction among many people around him in an instant.

"Huh, I'm not ashamed of my young age!"

"Do you even dare to make a claim for a first-level alien?"

"Can you figure out the realm of Jincheng Lord?"

"Brother, you better apologize immediately!" Zhang Bencheng sneered.

Only the voices of him and those around him had just landed.

There was a bang from a distance!

Kim Jae-jong flew out and fell directly to the ground without getting up for a long time.

Qing Mang is just a flick!

At the fingertips, the second master of Korea, 10,000 people, was beaten and flew out!

There was silence, and the gap in strength was too great.

Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief.

The expressions of the few people around Luo Chen suddenly looked extremely embarrassed, after all, they just made Luo Chen apologize.

In the end, the words were still cold, and the facts had slapped them a few times.

The original text snorted and pretended not to see it.

At this time, an extremely powerful pressure was immediately overwhelming.

In the distant sky, a huge lotus flower appeared!

An old man stood by the light of the Buddha, stepped on the white lotus, and walked over like a god.

This is not a buddhist disciple, this is an alien!

"God, the **** finally appeared!"

Even Qing Mang's eyes showed sharp glow, and he became cautious and cautious.

This is a master!

Master Nanchan, an eighth-level alien!

He is also the master of the East Asian Boxing God!

Even Luo Chen couldn't help but look up.

And as the Master Nanchan got closer, the dragon scale arm in Qingmang's hand began to tremble.

Luo Chen glanced at Master Nanchan, then at Qing Mang, and then shook his head again, this Qing Mang was afraid that he was about to fall back.

I haven't noticed it yet!

Indeed, all the strangers in the entire Infinite City were afraid that only Luo Chen had noticed. This Master Nan Chan had hidden his breath.

Finally, Qing Mang realized that something was wrong. This was not a master he could deal with. As a practitioner, he could easily perceive the breath of others.

Unless it is deliberately hidden, such as Luo Chen.

Otherwise, he will be sensed to judge whether he can match the opponent?

At this moment, he finally noticed, Qing Mang immediately turned around and planned to fly out. "Haha, it's late!" Master Nan Chan had already walked very close, with a sullen smile on his face.