Oh my god, ancestor, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?

This Chen Pingan from White Deer Academy actually threatened the Palace Master in public. Is he crazy?

In the main hall of the Emperor's Palace.

Everyone felt the cold air temperature around them and couldn't help but shiver.

The palace master is a saint.

In the entire wilderness, who dares to be rude to a saint?

"Chen Ping'an, you are so brave. What crime should you commit if you commit the following crime?"

The envoy shouted angrily and stopped in front of Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan stopped.

"I'm just asking for justice. Is it that serious?"

He smiled faintly and stared at the messenger calmly, showing no fear at all.

Forced by his eyes, the envoy became frightened and took a few steps back in vain.

"Let him come over."

Bai Wuyi was amazed when he saw all this. This Chen Ping'an was really a freak. His eyes were so firm that even the monks in the transcendent realm were afraid.

The messenger was dripping with cold sweat and stepped aside.

He wiped his sweat and watched Chen Pingan walking towards the palace master, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Just now, he felt a sense of death in Chen Pingan's eyes.

This is horrible.

Now that he had come to his senses, he couldn't understand why a mere young man from the Cave Heaven Realm could give him such a strong sense of mental oppression.

In the main hall.

Everyone else in the Emperor's Palace quietly stared at Chen Ping'an's steps to see how far he could go.

Chen Ping'an stopped when he was ten feet away from Bai Wuyi.

"Senior Brother Chen Ping'an."

Nan Qiao couldn't help shouting in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter, the Emperor's Palace is also a place for reasoning."

Chen Ping'an didn't turn around, just waved his hand.

"Senior Brother Chen, please come back."

Ning Yao sighed and said.

Chen Ping'an and her disciples came from the same sect, so Ning Yao did not want Chen Ping'an to put himself in danger and offend the palace master. In the least case, he would be thrown into prison, and in the worst case, he might be executed on the spot.

Chen Pingan shook his head.

He stared at Bai Wuyi with bright eyes: "Palace Master, can you give me a convincing reason?"

"The Confucian techniques you practice are too righteous and peaceful, and are not suitable for the immortal-killing sword technique of our Emperor's Palace."

Bai Wuyi said slowly.

His expression was as calm as ever, as if all the joys, anger, sorrows and joys in the world could not move the saint like him.

"Today's matter, I reiterate again, it's your business whether you pass it on or not. It's my freedom to learn or not. If you don't teach me the sword technique of killing immortals today, this matter will never be over!"

Chen Pingan said coldly.

His voice was filled with coldness, and the entire hall was like an ice cellar, and everyone felt a coldness pervading the hall.

"Senior Brother Chen, are you crazy?"

Nan Qiao glanced at Ning Yao and said via voice transmission.

"I don't know either." Ning Yao shook her head.

Chen Ping'an was so strange today that she couldn't believe it.

The Emperor's Palace is so powerful, and the three of them are just three newly crowned Sons of God. How can they be qualified to make conditions with the Lord of the Palace?

Isn't this courting death?

"Chen Pingan, who gave you the confidence to threaten this palace master?"

Bai Wuyi's face sank slightly, and an invisible pressure suddenly filled the entire hall.

"Palace Master, justice prevails in people's hearts, haven't you even heard this sentence? It seems that you, the Palace Master, are also a person with limited talents and low learning, and have low moral character. You are not suitable to be this Palace Master!"

Chen Pingan sneered.

When Bai Wuyi heard this, he stood up suddenly.

The robes on his body moved automatically without any wind, and powerful killing intent was brewing around his body without affecting the surroundings.

He is a saint after all.

The strength is so powerful that if a ray of breath is released, countless extraordinary people will die.

"court death!"

Bai Wuyi narrowed his eyelids and suddenly stretched out his hand to tap lightly. A round light spot, only the size of a fingernail, flew out gently and floated towards Chen Ping'an.

This light spot looks very slow, but is actually incredibly fast.

Chen Pingan raised his hand like lightning, and the light spot turned into tiny fragments of light, floating in the air.

He had already activated the Saint Realm experience card.

However, he did not let his cultivation aura leak out, so no one in the entire Emperor Palace noticed the changes in his cultivation.

"what?"

Bai Wuyi was stunned.

He thought he was dazzled, so he blinked continuously and stared at Chen Ping'an.

His seemingly casual blow was actually so powerful that even a monk at the tenth level of the Transcendent Realm could not withstand that small point of light.

However, this Chen Pingan broke his attack with a wave of his hand. How could this not shock Bai Wuyi?

What exactly is going on?

Everyone in the entire hall was shocked. No one dared to believe that Chen Pingan could break the saint's blow with just a wave of his hand.

call!

A powerful aura suddenly rose from Chen Pingan's body. In just a short moment, Chen Pingan rose to the fifth level of the Saint Realm.

At this time, Chen Ping'an went to look at Bai Wuyi again, and then discovered that the master of the Emperor's Palace was only at the fourth level of the Saint Realm, which was one level lower than what he had shown.

"What, the breath of a saint?"

Bai Wuyi's eyes widened and he looked at Chen Ping'an in shock, his heart trembling.

This Chen Ping'an turned out to be a saint.

Moreover, his cultivation level is a small level higher than his.

"The Immortal Killing Sword Technique of our Emperor's Palace is the strongest sword technique in the entire Xuantian Realm. It can be fought at a higher level. Chen Ping'an is definitely not my opponent..."

Bai Wuyi secretly encouraged himself.

The swordsmanship of killing immortals is indeed very powerful, and it is not difficult to fight beyond the level, so he has the confidence.

"Junior Sister Ning Yao, how did Senior Brother Chen become a saint?"

Nan Qiao asked confusedly.

"How do I know? It's like I'm dreaming..." Ning Yao smiled bitterly.

"Palace Master, I gave you a chance before, but you didn't know how to cherish it. Now that I've turned the table over, you have no room for maneuver."

Chen Pingan slowly drew his sword, his expression cold.

"Haha, Chen Ping'an, so what if you are on the fifth level of the Saint Realm? Today I will kill you like the master of the palace!"

Bai Wuyi laughed.

A ray of sword light suddenly bloomed from his hand.

The sword light was completely white and flashed through the air at an astonishing speed.

boom!

Chen Ping'an swung his sword and broke through this ray of snow-white sword light. In order not to hurt the two junior sisters, he deliberately dissipated the remaining power of this ray of sword light.

Followed by.

He moved and struck out with his sword.

This sword was faster than Bai Wuyi's Immortal Killing Sword Technique. Bai Wuyi didn't react at all before he was hit in the shoulder by the sword and cut off one of his arms.

"what!"

Bai Wuyi screamed and flew backwards, smashing the wall behind him with a bang, and his whole body was buried by the fallen wall.

There was deathly silence in the main hall.

All the monks in the extraordinary realm were trembling, covered in cold sweat, as if they had fallen into an endless hell, and a sense of despair arose in their hearts.

This Chen Ping'an not only surpassed the palace master in cultivation, but his combat power was also unbelievably powerful. He could kill half of the palace master's life with one sword.

this is too scary!

"Junior sister Ning Yao, am I dreaming?"

Nan Qiao rubbed his eyes and murmured in a confused voice, staring at Chen Ping'an's back.

"I didn't dream, he was the one who defeated the palace master."

Ning Yao said.

At this moment, Ning Yao suddenly became calm.

boom!

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and Bai Wuyi flew out from the ruins. An ancient token appeared in his one-armed hand. He looked a little scary. He looked at Ning Yao excitedly and knelt down with a pop.

"Please return the emperor's daughter to your throne!" (End of this chapter)