237: C237 There Was a Smell in All Directions

C237 There Was a Smell in All Directions

The person from Huaxia challenged the number one person in Silla.

This news was spread through the Piao family in a short period of time.

In the Silla, some martial arts sects and even some aristocratic families could not help but hear about it.

After that, the entire Silla was shaken.

Piao Yuanxing was publicly acknowledged as the number one expert in the Silla. He had once dominated China and established Piao Yuanxing's prestige.

In fact, in the family of Silla, Piao Yuanxing's influence was even greater. In a word, Compared to the current head of state of Silla, the head of state had convinced all the families of Silla.

There was actually someone from Huaxia who challenged the number one expert of Silla.

Many people of Silla were loudly mocking Chen Yi for overestimating himself. They even thought that the outcome of the battle had already been decided.

Some people who knew about the power of Huaxia's martial arts couldn't help but start asking about Chen Yi's identity.

At the same time, in Huaxia.

On the Sixth Mountain, Lin Minghee also heard the news.

He looked to the northeast with his hands behind his back. There was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Looks like I'm really going to anger the Ancestor Chen this time."

"Silla, that's not right. I'm afraid that this time, it will shake the entire world!"

...

At the same time, in the west, in the Temple of Gods.

A golden-haired, blue-eyed woman in golden armor was sitting in a temple.

This temple... This shrine was unknown to the world within a mountain range.

"Piao Yuanxing and the people of Huaxia?"

In the western temple, the God of Wisdom, Yalanyi.

As the will of the twelve gods of the Temple of Gods, Yalanyi was one of the top three in the Temple of Gods.

Under his command, there were several large financial groups of the top hundred in the world, and they were the only people in the Temple of Gods who controlled so many world-class groups.

Not only that, according to rumors, the heads of state of several small countries under Yalanyi were all her backers.

With Yalanyi's appearance, she was also a goddess-like existence in the west.

She was so noble that she became the people behind the scenes envious of others.

"Respected God of Wisdom, Randy has already called."

"She is afraid that the people of China will secretly take action. She hopes that the Temple of Gods can send an upper god to help."

One of them was wearing a helmet. The beautiful woman at Membu's crotch bowed respectfully.

"Highgod?" Ya Lanyi smiled lightly. "In a battle of this level, should we send a Highgod?"

Her eyes were as green as the sky and seemed to have the intention of strategizing.

"The Piao family is still the key to our Shrines in Asia. Alright, go to the War God Palace and let Zuo Yimu go!"

Yalan Yi smiled gently, "As a reward, tell Zuo Yimu that if he can get rid of a certain Huaxia warrior, he can stay in my Wisdom God Palace for one night."

The beautiful woman looked up and said respectfully, "I will obey the god's words!"

In Europe, on a beast arena, a middle-aged man who still wore a fur coat during the hot summer was sitting majestically. He did not look like a human.

He was bored out of his mind as he watched the battle between the lions and tigers in the colosseum. He tilted his head.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed in a suit and shoes whispered into his ear.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, "The battle between Huaxia and Silla?"

"Your Excellency, Silla has already sent out a message. We hope that our great Monarch's Crown can send people to participate. Silla will definitely defeat Huaxia once."

As the crownless king of Monarch's Crown, the middle-aged man smiled slowly and said, "Huaxia has been peaceful for a long time."

He seemed to have thought of something, "Unfortunately, the vast territory can't recruit strong people for my crown."

"Send people over. Don't be angry and angry at China. There are existences we can't afford to offend inside."

These words stunned the man in the suit.

"Respected Crownless King, China, are there existences we can't afford to offend?"

The middle-aged man smiled and slowly stood up. "You have never experienced that era. However, father's words are always right."

He suddenly jumped and actually rushed towards the colosseum.

Lion Tiger was currently fighting, but it was facing a great enemy. They all retreated and raised their heads to look at the middle-aged man.

With a bang, the middle-aged man landed in the center of the colosseum.

Lion Tiger almost roared and pounced towards the man separately.

The man turned his fist into a fist and punched towards the tiger fang. With the other hand, he directly grabbed the exploding Lion King mane.

Boom!

With a punch, the tiger's head caved in.

The Lion King was easily pressed to the ground by the man.

The ground was sinking, and blood was flowing out of the Lion King's mouth. It looked like it was about to die.

His hands were stained with blood, and a thick murderous aura appeared in his eyes.

"It's called Ancestor Chen, right? The Huaxia people who once killed my Monarch's Crown and caused blood to flow like rivers!"

The fur coat slowly slid down, revealing this middle-aged man's burly body that did not look like a human.

Every muscle was clear. It could be seen that the muscles on his back did not exert all of their strength, but it seemed to have formed the outline of a certain crown.

The Crown of the Emperor had once been the gathering place of the strongest humans in Europe in the Middle Ages.

The leader of the Crown of the Emperor was the king of this group of humans. Every single one of them had a physique that almost reached the limits of humans.

This person had ascended the throne sixty years ago. Up until now, his status had not wavered in the slightest.

After suppressing the Tiger Continent for sixty years, even some ancient clans and countries did not dare to face him head on.2

On an island in the East Ocean Continent.

Within a palace, cherry blossoms slowly descended.

There was a white-haired old man playing chess with a woman in a kimono pouring tea.

The atmosphere was almost peaceful.

"God, Silla, do you want me to go to Dazheng Palace?"

The woman spoke in a gentle and gentle manner, looking at the person who was playing chess with her.

The old man's eyes were calm. "The Ninjutong Association and the village's family suffered heavy losses last time. Those stupid people became the blades in the hands of the Shrines."

The old man put away his chess piece and raised his eyes to look at the sky full of cherry blossoms.

"Although the cherry blossoms are beautiful, they have hidden killing intent. China has never been a weak and easily bullied person."

His eyes reflected the scene of the cherry blossoms flying.

In the next instant, the surrounding cherry blossoms were completely shattered, and every single one of them seemed to have been cut off.

At this moment, he discovered that there were traces of colorless threads in this courtyard.

Every single thread was formed by Qi. Originally, they were scattered in this world. However, with a single thought from the old man, they transformed into invisible blades that killed people.

Even if it was fine steel, it was like tofu under this strand of qi, and it could be easily cut apart.

The woman was accustomed to it, and she lowered her head and said: "We are in Silla this time. It's fine to go and take a look."

"Send someone to take a look. It has been a long time since a Huaxia warrior dared to go out and challenge us."

"If you are a genius, it would be better to die as soon as possible. The Sixth Mountain is enough to give people a headache. And the one from Jinling..."

The old man's eyes were filled with bitterness as he touched his empty legs.

His eyes were filled with hatred.

Three hundred years ago, a man had swept across the Hundred Lands. His legs had been crippled by the aftermath.

It was to the extent where that person didn't even look at him.

"Ancestor Chen!"

The old man's eyes were cold, "For you and me, we have lived for three hundred years!"

If the villagers were here, they would have been respectful when they saw the old man.

The founder of Dazheng Palace was known as someone who was comparable to a god in Japan.

The Great Righteous God!

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