"I can hand over it, but I'm afraid you can't afford it. I'll give you a chance now. Get out of here now, let's leave you and leave here alive, otherwise no one will live today."

Xiao Chen's eyes were stern and his sharpness was revealed.

There was no flow of immortal power on his body, and he stood quietly in place, looking at the heavy person in front of him, the little cutie and Fengliu stood beside Xiao Chen, with a silent expression.

On the other side, Yun Feiyang's eyes flashed.

There was disdain on his face.

Looking at Xiao Chen and the other two, they all looked mocking.

Xiao Chen hasn't seen the situation clearly at this moment? They can't even leave without handing over the treasure, and he still let them go, otherwise no one would survive.

Who are you scaring?

Who was scared?!

Soon, the number of people behind Yun Feiyang increased, and Kowloon Temple and others stepped forward. At this time, the crowd was crowded, and a team of nearly a hundred people surrounded Xiao Chen and the other two.

The monk from Kowloon Temple stood beside Yun Feiyang.

His eyes flashed and his hands clasped. He heard Yun Feiyang's message saying that Xiao Chen and the other two had inherited the inheritance and rushed over immediately. Each of them had their own ulterior motives. Even the famous Taoist monks and Buddhist monks were no exception.

At this time, Xiao Chen and the other two stood quietly.

Looking at the people in front of him, Xiao Chen felt no response and even wanted to laugh.

"Master, you are a monk who has been practicing Buddhism for many years and has reached the realm of transformation. Why do you want to seize the inheritance of the younger generation now?" Xiao Chen spoke at the monks of Jiulong Temple.

The monks in Kowloon Temple looked a little unnatural.

This is really not good to say.

After all, who can't covet the inheritance of the powerful?

They are naturally no exception.

The monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha Buddha, Xiao Chen, the donor of the ancient sage, the capable ones will live there. You can follow the inheritance, but the inheritance may not be yours."

In other words, although you get it, you can't hold on, so you'd better hand it over, otherwise your end today won't be very good.

There is a high probability that he will die.

Xiao Chen looked at the powerful people of the Demon Cloud Sect with his eyes and said, "It is said that the powerful people of the Demon Cloud Sect are all noble people. Now they are going to take this muddy water, which will ruin a thousand-year reputation?"

The eyes of the powerful man from the Demon Cloud Sect flashed.

"Since this is the ruins of the ancient saint, there should be a struggle and casualties will be inevitable. How can we talk about tarnishing the reputation of my Demon Cloud Sect?"

Xiao Chen sneered.

"If you, the Demon Cloud Sect, stood up alone and took my inheritance, I, Xiao Chen, had nothing to say, but you have nearly 100 people surrounded us, and you threatened you with words and said it was an open battle?"

In a word, the strong man of the Demon Cloud Sect was silent.

They had nothing to say about Xiao Chen, but for the future of the Demon Cloud Sect, they had to sacrifice their best today and could not care about so much. They just wanted to pass on the inheritance.

There are many aristocratic sects present, all of whom are silent.

But their figures never gave in, which shows their attitude. If Xiao Chen and the other two did not hand over the inheritance they obtained today, they would not want to leave here alive.

They gave Xiao Chen another chance.

"You old dogs all call themselves famous and upright families and claim to be noble, but what are you doing now? Holding the strong and bullying the weak, bullying the small with the big, what about your face?" The little cutie said, as if slapping them in the face, and the sound of a slap.

This made many forces look embarrassed.

Since he has broken up, he doesn't care.

If you seize the inheritance and kill them, no one will know about this. Heaven and earth know and they know, and they know it. In the fifth third party, you will know it.

So, they all looked cold.

"Xiao Chen, you should know that your strength cannot be maintained by the inheritance, and two fists cannot match four hands. I advise you to hand over the inheritance by yourself, and we can let you go, otherwise no one can save you today." The ones who spoke were the strong men of the Yu family and the Gu family.

And everyone in the Dao Sect ignores all this.

Xiao Chen, Xiao Keai and Feng Liu are both saints of the Dao Sect, and there is even a Dao Sect saint, but they are still indifferent.

Even the person who planned this game was from the Dao Sect.

Holy Son, the clouds are flying.

How ridiculous you said all this.

If they had a good relationship with Xiao Chen and would not have made things difficult for them to be the genius of the Dao Sect Temple at the same time, and shouldered the hope of the future of the Dao Sect, would Xiao Chen bear to see them fall behind one by one?

Of course not.

But they didn't, and they targeted Xiao Chen and the other two everywhere.

Now, we have colluded with many powerful people to besiege the three of them, wanting to seize his inheritance and to punish them to death.

Xiao Chen wants to repay kindness and revenge.

This is his character.

Now that Yun Feiyang does this, he has touched Xiao Chen's bottom line. Xiao Chen cannot forgive him. If a war starts, others may spare them because of their identity as a fellow disciple, but Yun Feiyang must die!

Because he cannot forgive!

"Xiao Chen, I am giving you a chance to hand over the inheritance, otherwise today this will be your burial place. If you don't want to die, then give your answer."

The eyes of the powerful men looked at Xiao Chen and the other two.

Xiao Chen and the other two looked at each other and smiled. The little cutie and Feng Liu were naturally fearless because they knew Xiao Chen’s trump card and didn’t even have to do anything, they would die without a burial place.

"I will say it again. Those who want to survive will leave now. I will not blame you for the past, but this is also the last chance. When I take action, you will not have another chance." Xiao Chen's eyes were solemn, and there was a fairy power flying above his body.

The middle stage of the fourth level of the Tao realm.

One person stood up to fight against the strong men of nearly a hundred people.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and they sneered in their hearts. This guy was afraid that he was not a lunatic. He was just a fourth-level realm of the Dao Realm. How could he compete with the strong men of nearly a hundred of them?

Today, the three of them will die.

"Xiao Chen, you have no chance. Today we want our inheritance, and we want your life too!" The immortal power of the powerful men was blooming, extremely dazzling, and their strength was even comparable to that of the strong men at the peak level of the Dao Realm.

The rolling pressure hits my face.

Xiao Chen was not afraid of his cold clothes at all. His previous hesitation turned into murderous intent.

"Okay, no one left, so don't blame me. Don't you want my inheritance? I'll give it to you now, you can take it." As Xiao Chen threw out the Zhulong Divine Sword, and suddenly many forces robbed him.

Among them, the monk from Jiulong Temple was more skilled and got the Zhulong Divine Sword. His face was extremely excited. He could feel the power of the sword and his full strength.

He was about to put it away, but suddenly, the Zhulong Divine Sword shook.

The monk was stunned.

Before he could react, his head was bitten down, and blood was dripping from the ground. The original Zhulong Divine Sword turned into a terrifying Zhulong entrenched in the void, his eyes flashing, extremely terrifying.
Chapter completed!