Saint Ancestor of All Demons

After Xiang Jin died, streams of golden mist overflowed from the body, which was the dissipated true energy.

At this moment, the whole place was silent. Looking at the young man in white clothes stained with blood and feeling the strong murderous aura in him, the young men of the Xia family who had been targeting Xiang Chen all shut their mouths.

Looking at the young man's eyes, awe and fear appeared for the first time.

"Really, really killed Xiang Jin!"

"In the physical realm, killing the true martial monks in the divine treasure realm, is this possible?"

"It's unbelievable, Xiang Chen is so strong?" The young men of the Xia family were shocked.

At this moment, Xia Nan and other young men who were against Xiang Chen looked at the young man with fear in their eyes. A trace of cold air emerged from Xia Nan's back, and she broke into a cold sweat.

"OK!"

Xiang Heng held his hands and laughed, his eyes full of joy, as if he saw his elder brother defeating the geniuses of big businessmen when he was young.

"Gouzi is beautiful and has a long face. Some people's faces must be burning and painful at this moment, hahahaha..."

Xia Houwu laughed wildly, speaking without restraint, and looked sarcastically at Xiang Que, who had an extremely ugly face.

Xiang Que looked at Xiang Chen with an extremely cold expression, filled with murderous intent, wishing he could go out and kill Xiang Chen himself.

Princess Lin also looked extremely ugly.

Xia Fenghu looked at the young man with extremely deep eyes.

"King Xiang, did you deliberately release the news about Xiang Chen's trash to confuse others? This young man is really tolerant." Xia Fenghu thought to himself.

Mrs. Xia looked at Xiang Chen, narrowed her old eyes slightly, and didn't know what to think about.

Xiang Chen restrained his inner strength, and his swollen muscles returned to normal. He was one size smaller again. The white robe on his body was already in tatters and was a bit breathy. He lost his gentle demeanor before and was stained red with blood. A fierce killing.

"Brother, go on."

Xia Houwu swung Xiang Chen's fur coat, and Xiang Chen took it and put it on his body. He looked at Xiang Que coldly, with a sarcastic sneer on his lips.

"Brother, your people seem to be nothing more than this." Xiang Chen said lightly.

"Second brother, don't be complacent. Killing a small Xiang Jin is nothing. I can easily kill such a character." Xiang Que said coldly.

"That is, but one day when I am stronger, I will personally seek advice from my eldest brother. I hope that the person lying on the ground will be you, giving my eldest brother a long sleep." Xiang Chen sneered.

"Just for you, you would never have this possibility in your life." The two brothers, like life and death enemies, faced each other with murderous intent.

"Come here, take the body down and wipe away the blood on the ground."

Xia Fenghu said indifferently.

Two people came and carried away Xiang Jin's body. Looking at Xiang Jin's tattered body, the two guards who carried the body also looked at Xiang Chen in horror.

Xiang Chen picked up the sword on the ground. This low-grade sword was worth several hundred gold coins, but he gave it to Man He to play with.

"The fierce battle just now can be regarded as a classic battle among juniors. It was wonderful. Princess Lin, do you need to continue?" Xia Fenghu said lightly.

Princess Lin's face calmed down, she looked at Xiang Mu whose eyes were full of fear, and said with a smile: "No need, Xia family disciples are indeed very powerful, but although this Chen is also a scum driven out by our palace, The strength is indeed good.”

The meaning of her words is very interesting. She still means that your Xia family has no one, and you need a scum they drove out to stand up for the Xia family disciples.

How could Xia Fenghu not hear it? He said calmly: "That's why it's more interesting, isn't it? The person who was kicked out, the person who was called a waste by Prince Xiang's Mansion, actually crossed the realm and killed the younger generation of Prince Xiang's Mansion. Excellent disciple."

"Haha!" Princess Lin smiled coldly and said no more.

She glanced at Xiang Chen and said coldly: "A dog fostered in someone else's house won't bark for long."

After saying that, she stood up and said to the old lady: "Old lady, today I gave you the gift and drank the wine. We won't stay any longer. Let's take our leave."

"Send Princess Lin away." Mrs. Xia said with a faint smile.

Xiang Chen said at this time: "A bitch with a bad heart and a dog's heart will not be able to stand for long,"

Princess Lin's footsteps paused slightly, revealing a strong murderous aura, surrounded by powerful energy, but she still held back, snorted coldly, and walked away with her sleeves stroking.

"Second brother, the game between us has just begun."

Xiang Que coldly sneered.

"Go home and eat shit. This is a place to eat, not suitable for you." Xia Houwu stood next to Xiang Chen and said sarcastically.

"You...hum!" Xiang Que snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Such a powerful internal force. It seems that I, the second master, am not simple either. Either my physique is different from ordinary people, or my practice skills are special."

Chief Steward Qingfeng also looked at Xiang Chen again.

"Gouzi, is the injury on your body okay?" Xia Houwu asked Xiang Chen.

"It's okay. Look, he's already recovering." Xiang Chen said.

The sword wounds on his chest were actually scarred with blood, and were in the process of healing, as if they had been practicing for several days.

"What a perverted recovery ability."

Xia Houwu was somewhat envious of Xiang Chen's terrifying recovery ability.

Although this guy was very weak when he was a child, if he was beaten, any injury on him would take others ten and a half months to heal, but he would be fine in two or three days.

Xiang Chen looked at his third uncle. The uncle and nephew looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"Third uncle, I will definitely find a way to make the Xia family hand over your contract obediently." Xiang Chen said secretly.

No matter how humiliated he was in the Xia family, he could endure it without violating his bottom line, because his third uncle finally fought for it for him.

"Xiaochen, is your injury okay?" Mrs. Xia asked surprisingly proactively at this time.

"It's okay. Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Old Lady. I'm embarrassed to have killed someone at your birthday party." Xiang Chen said with a faint smile.

"Haha, it's not like you don't want to kill people. It doesn't matter. I didn't expect that your martial arts talent is so high. Today you have given face to our Xia family. From today on, I will allow you to enter the Xia family's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as a direct disciple. In the area you enter, you can freely learn the Xia family's martial arts, but you can't teach it to others."

Mrs. Xia smiled.

"Old lady, this..." Some elders of the Xia family felt that something was wrong. After all, Xiang Chen was an outsider. How could he be allowed into the Xia family's martial arts library?

"Haha, thank you so much, Chen'er, don't be stunned, thank the old lady quickly." Xiang Heng was overjoyed and said to Xiang Chen quickly. This is an excellent signal.

Mrs. Xia, accept Xiang Chen.

"Thank you, old lady." Xiang Chen also bowed slightly and saluted.

"Second Master, although our Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion is engaged in business, we still have martial arts collections that are not inferior to those of the Xia family. If you have nothing to do, go to our Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion for a stroll." At this time, Qingfeng, the chief steward, used his true energy to deal with the matter. Xiang Chen said via voice transmission.

This battle had a really great impact on Xiang Chen and changed many people's views.