Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

There are not many people who know Huadong Taidou. Those dramatists and actors have never seen or heard of Huadong Taidou.

But in the martial arts world, Huadong Taidou is a name that I dare not mention, it is an existence that everyone must admire, because Huadong Taidou represents the top of East China, the most shining and powerful master.

Huadong Taidou Mochen is only in his forties, but he has been a master for many years. Now he is only one step away from reaching the later stage of the master. He has been in Eastern China for more than ten years, and no one dares to commit.

Wang Lao, Zhang Lao and even Qian Lao are nothing but ants in front of the East China Taidou Mo Chen. The powerhouses at the peak of the grandmaster's mid-term are actually comparable to those of the grandmaster's early days.

These heroes are like hermits, not as high-profile as Yu Tiandou, otherwise they must be on the list.

Now it seems that the local rankings are nothing more than an entertainment statistics, and they do not represent the true strength of various places.

This is what many masters think so, but the top ten in the rankings are different from this. The ten people are beyond imagination and are said to be respected by the world. No one dares to challenge their majesty.

Mo Chen's face was frosty. As the leader of East China, he naturally wanted to protect and maintain the safety of East China. This was his responsibility.

"I don't care what happens, and I don't care who is right or wrong. You are not from East China. You dare to come to my East China to make trouble. Is there me in your eyes? Have you got my permission!"

Mo Chen looked at Su Yan coldly, with great pressure, as if a monster was about to emerge behind him.

Facing the coercion of Mo Chen, Su Yan's face was flat, and his whole body was not taut. Even if Mo Chen was the mid-term peak of the Grandmaster, what was the difference between him and the old Zhang and others in his eyes.

"Do you still need your permission for what Brother Su wants to do in your society?"

The ink dust was even more cold, and the killing intent was permeated, and the orange spiritual power burst out from all over his body, and everyone around him changed color and retreated.

They didn't retreat voluntarily, but were pushed away by that powerful coercion. Mo Chen just didn't want to hurt others.

"Very well, I haven't seen anyone touch me in more than ten years."

Mo Chen's eyebrows moved slightly, and a majestic spiritual force directly blasted towards Su Yan. This was an angry blow from the peak powerhouse in the mid-master stage.

Su Yan's bangs flicked, and those bright eyes were hidden by the bangs, but they couldn't stop his killing intent.

With a wave of his hand, the ink dust's attack turned into nothingness, and the entire shooting location suddenly returned to calm.

"Why is this son so strong, Mo Chen Taidou's blow was easily resisted by him!"

Wang Lao's eyes widened, and his heart was incomparably shocked, thinking that if the ink dust hadn't arrived, the few of them would be meatloaf now.

"This son must not be an unknown person. When did such a powerful young man appear in Jiangbei?"

"I have never heard of it. We rarely contact Jiangbei Land."

"I have heard people say that there have been major incidents in Jiangbei, and the martial arts world has shaken?"

"What's the big deal?"

"I heard that Jiangbei changed the dean!"

"Could it be that this person is the dean of Jiangbei?!"

"It is very possible, but not sure."

There are people who know someone in Jiangbei, but he also knows a little bit, but that person doesn't know much, and what is passed to him is very small.

Heroic air appeared between Mo Chen's eyebrows, and his previous blow was nothing but a test, and Su Yan was now facing him squarely.

"At a young age, with such cultivation skills, it's no wonder that you are rebellious and domineering."

Su Yan was full of coldness and said angrily: "I am unruly, I think you are blind!"

He also didn't want to explain anything. The vain fight is an expression of incompetence, a cowardly existence, and only a fist is the last word.

Su Yan rushed towards the ink dust, his fists fell like rain, pure power combined with spiritual power, every punch has the ability to collapse the mountain.

Mo Chen's face became colder, his orange spiritual power was exhausted, and he was not weak at all. He clenched his fists with both hands and directly confronted Su Yan.

The sky was full of brilliance, and countless ripples shook, and it felt like this sky was going to be burst by their energy, and the entire shooting location had long been in ruins.

How can ordinary people accept this kind of battle? Isn't this the picture they often see in movies, and it is more powerful.

Everyone was shocked, and the contest between the masters was bound to be the result of **** wind and destruction of a place, and no one could calmly kill the opponent.

"Social brother in Jiangbei, how can I believe it!"

Mo Chen's eyes were full of deep killing intent, and Su Yan had completely faced it in his heart. In his opinion, he was completely on the same level as him. He thought that Su Yan was very likely to be the dean of Jiangbei.

"You don't take a **** and take pictures of yourself, I need you to believe it?"

Su Yan sneered, and a group of light waves of spiritual power that dazzled like a blazing sun directly blasted towards the ink dust.

He didn't wait for the result. He deceived his body and displayed the shattering style of the 16th Shaking Sky. Naturally, he wanted to kill the East China deity with one blow.

Not only that, Su Yan also displayed "Sunset Collapsing", and the streamer shot towards the ink dust, and the power was shocking.

With the two strong skills, even if Mo Chen is the peak of the mid-term master, his complexion at this moment has suddenly changed, and his heart is uneasy.

He felt an inexplicable fluctuation, which shook the sky and the earth. It was an existence that he could hardly resist. At this moment, he knew Su Yan's power.

But the offensive is out, and Mo Chen can only fight for it, and the victory or defeat is here.

He knotted his hands, a violent wave filled the entire photographic site, and orange spiritual power swept over, surging towards Su Yan's offensive.

"broken!"

Su Yan roared, and the orange spiritual power was broken directly as if it were not to be ruined. The "Sunset Collapse" continued, and the fragmentation directly rushed to the ink dust, which was bound to turn him into residue.

Mo Chen's pupils tightened, his own Xeon's resistance was broken so easily, he now knew that Su Yan was actually the late Grandmaster.

Not to mention the later period of the grandmaster, that is, Su Yan only has the middle stage of the grandmaster, so he can abuse him casually. You must know that in the middle of the grandmaster Su Yan's battle with Dan for a long time is exhausted, not a loss.

Su Yan’s offensive directly fell on Mo Chen, blasting his chest to **** flesh, and his spiritual power dissipated. At this moment, he was seriously injured and could no longer resist Su Yan.

At this moment, the arrogant Mo Chen's eyes were full of silence, and more of it was fear. Looking at Su Yan, there was no such disdain.

Naturally, Su Yan would not keep him, because the ink dust came indiscriminately and insisted on killing him, so how could he be merciful.

The spiritual power in Su Yan's hand surged, and he attacked with a punch, and his strength reached nearly 80%. With this punch, Mo Chen would definitely die.

However, a helicopter hovered over the ruins, and an old man in military uniform jumped directly from a height of more than 100 meters without protection, and stood steadily on Su Yan's reluctance.

He directly held Su Yan's fist with his palm, his extremely vicissitudes face was not angered and majestic, and his eyes that showed extremely majesty looked straight at Su Yan.