God

Chapter 1739
Chi Dongjue's face was dull, his fiery emotions were instantly extinguished by the coldness all over the ground.

Wei Wei was stunned on the spot, with his hands hanging in the air, like sticking to his throat, staring blankly at Duanmu Xiaoman like a piece of wood.

Duanmu Xiaoman's moonlight robe trembled slightly, and her slender, white legs were looming, making people linger on them and find it hard to extricate themselves.

"Forgive me for offending, Palace Master Duanmu, Dong Jue is indeed too impatient! Wanwang forgive me!"

Everyone present was extremely shocked, seeing that the Supreme Elder of Fuyaomen, the core of the top sect in Youzhou, was so submissive to Duanmu Xiaoman.

He couldn't help but gasp, Gu Yue, Long Poshan and the others also had black lines on their faces.

In terms of seniority, Chidongjue is still far above them.

I didn't expect that when I met Duanmu Xiaoman, she would be so flattering and courteous, which really lacked a bit of top sect style.

And Su Yi had already scolded this old man with red body and fiery red hair in his heart.

"This old man is too shameless. After all, he is the Supreme Elder, and he is so unreserved! What is the demon gate, the same smoky atmosphere!"

Moving his eyes to Duanmu Xiaoman, he found that his eyes were also cold, as if he didn't know Chi Dongjue at all.

Duanmu Xiaoman didn't look at Su Yi seriously all the way, but now she looked directly at Su Yi, blinked twice,

The sudden closeness in the air made the corners of Su Yi's mouth slightly raised, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Then two or two eyes fell on Chi Dongjue's body, showing a bit of disgust.

"What are you going to do?" In just five words, Duanmu Xiaoman's voice was like silk and silk, gently brushing everyone's heart.

As if Chi Dongjue had received a response, the fire of love in his eyes burned again.

Taking a step forward, he retreated hurriedly because of the sharp piercing ice pick, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

The old man's beard was shaking up and down, his eyes were shining, and he didn't care about the strange eyes of everyone.

"Today, I heard from the head of the sect, Bao'er, that the goddess of controlling the sky, the palace lord Duanmu, is coming, so I rushed here. Fortunately, I caught up and was the first to greet the palace lord!"

Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes were slightly impatient, and when he turned around and was about to leave, he repeated again: "What are you going to do!"

Seeing that the momentum was about to leave, Chi Dongjue was a little anxious, and said behind him: "The Tianfeng Ranking has not yet started, please honor the Lord Duanmu and stay at the Fuyao Gate, everyone in the gate will definitely greet each other and raise the gate to celebrate!"

"No need!" With a flick of his sleeve robe, his graceful and delicate face was unparalleled.

The raised hands were gradually lowered, and Chi Dongjue's face was full of loneliness.

The shadow in his eyes gradually disappeared, and Chi Dongjue was like a child who had lost hope and love,

At this time, the entire street was blocked to the brim, and the crowd who hadn't paid attention to it had already gathered around. Many of them were fighters from the top three factions in each continent.

And those top forces have already moved into Nether City, because even if there is excitement in the grandmaster style, they will not come out at will.

Guyue, Long Poshan and other palace lords who accompanied him were even more embarrassed, they nodded apologetically towards Chi Dongjue, turned around and followed Duanmu Xiaoman.

The bustling crowd, all their eyes were on Duanmu Xiaoman, and he must be the focus of the crowd wherever he went.

"Her popularity is a bit scary!" Su Yi was speechless inwardly.

Thinking of the beautiful scenery those few times in my heart, a rush of blood rushed to my brow.

Immediately, there was a burst of secret joy in my heart.

"Hey!"

Outside the crowd, only Chi Dongjue's lonely figure was left, and in an instant, a strange laughter resounded from behind.

"Haha! Is the old man from Fuyao Sect stupid? People in their old age want to pick up girls! Is the sunset red?"

Immediately there was a monstrous fluctuation behind him, and with a loud shout, a palm print brought out a huge and powerful force.

A man with a strong figure, a burly appearance, and a whole body in snow-white iron armor came quickly with a round object in his right hand.

As the figure broke through the wind, terrifying strong wind ripples rushed out.

The power of terror is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, instantly blowing back and spreading the dense crowd.

The soul can clearly perceive that the coercion enveloping the man is like a beast coming out of the mountain, and the phantom of a white tiger is looming behind him.

Under the crushing pressure of absolute power, it shook the hearts of everyone present extremely powerfully.

The wide street was instantly destroyed by the recent aftermath of the energy, like a landslide, the ground cracked until it reached Duanmu Xiaoman's feet, and then barely stopped.

"Who dares to fully display high-level martial arts in Nether City?"

All the people who were shocked back showed horror in their eyes, and looked ahead in astonishment.

I saw the man with short hair and short hair, and his bulging muscles glowed with snow-white luster. Although he was strong, his complexion was extremely fair.

The cheekbones are raised high, and a pair of pupils look like the eyes of a beast, releasing the desire for bloody violence.

Throwing the things in his hands lightly, the round things rolled to the feet of everyone.

Immediately, the crowd of onlookers gasped.

"It's the heads of those warriors who spoke foul words just now!"

The seven orifices are still glowing with fresh blood, and several warriors opened their eyes, as if they had already died before they could clearly see what happened!
Duanmu Xiaoman kept her back to her body, and soul prying could also know what happened behind her. In an instant, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a cold light flashed in the corner of her eyes.

Looking at the shattered streets, all of a sudden, sand and rocks flew, and smoke filled the sky and the earth. Many onlookers were affected by the aftermath and wailed endlessly.

"Shangguan Shenzhuo!"

I saw Long Poshan and several sub-masters of Yutian Palace gasped, looking sideways at the young man in front of him with blood-red eyes.

"Who is Shangguan Shenzhuo?" Su Yi was puzzled.

"Not good, the young sect masters of the Shenhu Sect from the Shenhu Continent are here!" The martial artist beside him groaned in pain and said softly.

Su Yi couldn't help frowning slightly, it turned out that the person who came was actually the Young Sect Master of Shenhu Sect, no wonder there were no rules.

Insanely insolent, bloody and brutal fanaticism was revealed on his unruly face, it was the first time that Su Yi felt that someone could be so bloody.

"This person is very strong! But he is also very annoying!" The corners of Su Yi's eyes sank slightly.

Everyone in Yutian Palace couldn't help moving closer, their eyes trembling slightly, they looked directly at Shangguan Shenzhuo.

"Shangguan Shenzhuo, you are so courageous, do you think this is your god Humen? How dare you do this in Nether City! Is this what your father taught you?"

And Shangguan Shenzhuo glanced lazily at Chi Dongjue, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he ignored it.

A white wind-attribute energy in his hand trembled again, sweeping away the cold air of the ice cone stuck on the ground, leaving only the icy and bright sharp blade.

(End of this chapter)