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Chapter 911 Who will remember who left the name?

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    Who dares to refute him in public after Emperor Wuque became as famous as the emperor?

    Everyone curiously looked for the source of the sound, and saw a warrior in a black cloak among the human team, separated from the crowd and walked out.

    The person who came was naturally Xiao Chen. He came to the St. Mark Monument mainly for the treasures in the monument and to see who the real elite geniuses of each race were.

    There is not much pursuit of who has a higher name and who has a lower name.

    Many years ago, Emperor Lei had his name engraved alongside that of Emperor Qing.  But so what, to this day, whose name shines brighter, you can tell at a glance.

    The height engraved on the Stigma Monument is more of a symbolic meaning. For warriors, its only substantive role is just a ticket to enter the St. Mark Monument.

    Even now, when all the geniuses of all races are competing to chase this so-called height, Xiao Chen's point of view has not changed and he will not fight for this false reputation.

    At this time, who's name is still on this after thousands of years, who's light is even more dazzling, and their own descendants will judge.

    It¡¯s just that this Emperor Wuque should not be like this. It is his turn to continue the legend of Qing Emperor. There are some things he must say.

    Under the cloak, Xiao Chen's face could not be seen, and everyone was guessing about this person's identity.

    "When our Son of God talks, is it your turn to interrupt?"

    Emperor Wuque had his name equal to that of Qing Emperor. Such a glorious thing was actually teased by a cat and dog who came from nowhere.  Two divine warriors on the scene immediately jumped out and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

    The warriors who came here to leave their names had the lowest cultivation level of a low-grade martial saint. The two warriors from the God Clan who jumped out looked like middle-aged men.

    The cultivation level has reached the mid-level realm of low-grade martial saints, and the spiritual martial arts of the gods used by each of them went straight into Xiao Chen's sea of ??consciousness.

    In the blink of an eye, the two of them had reached the front, and their original spiritual power had long since turned into a vicious god, escaping into Xiao Chen's sea of ??consciousness and carrying out predatory destruction.

    If you can't quickly eliminate the mental power of the two people who came in, and kill the two people in front of you, you can seriously injure Xiao Chen immediately with one punch.

    The physical body and true energy of the gods are not much worse than those of ordinary human warriors. Mental martial arts are just their innate abilities.

    " Xiao Chen sneered. He poured his spiritual power into his consciousness in such a domineering manner. These two people wanted to become idiots and be destroyed directly.

    But is Xiao Chen¡¯s sea of ??consciousness really that easy to advance?

    The two fierce gods escaped into the sea of ??consciousness. Before they could take action, they saw a floating purple talisman. In a flash of purple light, the two fierce gods were cut in half.

    The light of thunder and lightning exploded, and the fierce god split into two halves, without the slightest ability to resist, was blown into nothingness.

    The fierce gods who gathered the origin of their spiritual power were wiped out by Xiao Chen even if they had the chance to withdraw.

    The two warriors from the God Clan who flew forward suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood when they were one meter away from Xiao Chen, and their faces turned extremely pale.

    "Thunder Will, retreat quickly, the source of our spiritual power has been obliterated by him."

    The eyes of the two of them were full of horror, and their intestines turned green with regret. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen actually understood the will, and it was the thunderous will that was the most destructive to mental power.

    "If he knew it, he would definitely not boldly use his original spiritual power to penetrate into Xiao Chen's sea of ??consciousness to destroy it. This is undoubtedly suicide.

    "I want to run now, but it's too late!"

    The two men brutally attacked him, and Xiao Chen naturally showed no mercy. The three Heavenly Saint Laws in his body poured into the palm of his hand. With a move of his hand, a strong wind sucked the two men in.

    The Heavenly Saint Law circulates in the body, and the Kunpeng Divine Fist inherited from King Kunpeng is quickly deployed.

    A huge shadow rose behind Xiao Chen. It was the legendary divine bird Kunpeng. It spread its wings and blocked out the brilliance of the bright sun.

    At this moment, all the Heavenly Saint Laws were exerted, and the power was countless times greater than before. The huge shadow covered the entire mountainside.

    Hearing the sound of spreading wings and soaring, the strong wind suddenly rose and the dust was swirling. Everyone involuntarily closed their eyes until they opened their eyes again.

    The Kunpeng, which was derived from the Heavenly Saint Law, flew to an unknown direction in the sky, and two divine warriors prepared to beat Xiao Chen into an idiot.  It turned directly into blood, shattered into pieces, and died without a complete body.

    He actually killed two warriors from the God Clan. The silent scene was completely silent, and everyone's expressions looked condensed.Get up.

    Killing the people of the God Clan in front of Di Wuque, in this era when the God Clan is strong and unstoppable, even the older generation of warriors do not dare to do this.

    Looking at Di Wuque on the colorful arch bridge, everyone's heart sank, they were in big trouble.

    Di Wuque looked uncertain, looked at the mysterious cloaked man below, and said coldly: "Your Excellency, your attack may have been too harsh."

    Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were like autumn water, and he said calmly: "A heavy strike? If I didn't have the skills, my mind would be wiped out, and I would be an idiot at this time."

    "If you want to reason, I will reason with you. If you want to take action, I will accompany you to the end. I am not afraid of others being afraid of you, Emperor Wuque."

    With a flick of his hand, Xiao Chen took off his cloak and wore white clothes, fluttering in the wind. He raised his head and stared at Di Wuque, his heart calm and indifferent.

    "It's the white-robed swordsman Xiao Chen, he has become a saint!"

    Xiao Chen revealed his true appearance and immediately caused everyone to exclaim. The news of the descendants of the Qing Emperor had spread from the Tianwu Domain to the entire Kunlun.

    When the Stigmata Monument appeared, many people were speculating whether Xiao Chen could rush there. After all, the time he had spent to become a Half-Saint was too short, even if he was a descendant of the Qing Emperor.

    Not many people were optimistic that he would become a saint in such a short period of time. His appearance now is really a big surprise.

    "No wonder he is so angry. What Di Wuque said earlier really touched his nerves."

    "Those two warriors from the God Clan are worthy of their death. To touch their brows at this time is not to seek death."

    "But at this time, it's like Di Wuque's teasing is too irrational. Di Wuque had already become a saint a year ago. And no one has ever seen him really attack with all his strength. Xiao Chen has just become a saint, so I'm afraid he is no match for him.  "

    There were endless discussions, but no one thought that the name-writing incident that was supposed to end here would actually take such a turn.

    After seeing Xiao Chen's face in the air, Di Wuque's expression relaxed, as if he was waiting for him, and he smiled and said: "As expected, you have indeed become a saint. Do you dare to leave your name for me to see?"  Let¡¯s take a look at the strength of Qing Emperor¡¯s descendants.¡±

    "Look at you and me, who can continue the legend of the Qing Emperor?"

    Xiao Chen's heart has always been calm. Even if Di Wuque repeatedly provoked him, he didn't get very angry.  As the saying goes, who's light will be more dazzling thousands of years from now will be judged by future generations.

    The reason why he stood up was just to express his attitude and continue the myth of Qing Emperor. It was really not his turn to say this.

    On the colorful arch bridge, Di Wuque was full of confidence, as long as Xiao Chen dared to compete with him.  The backup plan he left behind could ruin Xiao Chen's reputation, and he couldn't even carve his name on it in front of everyone in the world.

    When the time comes, it will not only suppress all Xiao Chen¡¯s energy, but also make him unable to recover.  The so-called Qing Emperor's story ends at the end, and he will continue the myth.

    Now that Xiao Chen was aroused by his words, half of the plan had been achieved, and the remaining half was just waiting for Xiao Chen to take the bait.

    "Di Wuque, it is really not your turn to continue the myth and glory of my ancestors. No matter how high you carve your name, it has nothing to do with Qing Emperor, nor does it have anything to do with me, Xiao. I am not Qing Emperor, I am  Xiao Chen."

    "But since you want to fight, then I will fight with you."

    Xiao Chen said softly, and with a leap, he came to the St. Mark Monument. The bottom ten meters of the St. Mark Monument were blank.

    No one would carve their name here. Even if they were in trouble, they would fly thirty or forty meters away to carve their own name.

    But they don¡¯t know that these years are long and ruthless. The names engraved on the stone tablets are disappearing. After disappearing, others will be engraved on them.

    Tens of thousands of years later, no matter how high you carve your name, no one will remember you without your name.  Even if you become a king and emperor, how many people will take a serious look at your dim light in front of rows of dazzling golden writing.

    Xiao Chen stood under the Stigma Monument. Under the gaze of everyone and the incredible eyes, he stood in front of the St. Mark Monument and engraved his name on the lowest part of the St. Mark Monument.

    Each stroke is carved with great care. He is Xiao Chen, not the Thunder Emperor, nor the Qing Emperor.

    "You want to fight for a while, and I will fight with you for a lifetime. Let's see who shines brighter after thousands of years. Let's see who will remember the name left by who after thousands of reincarnations." (Remember the website address: www  .hlnovel.com
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