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Chapter 1433 The King¡¯s Style and the Beginning of Suspicions

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    Rebuilding Longmen?

    As soon as these words came out, all the noise came to an abrupt end.

    The Four Seas Dragon Palace, Tianfu Academy, and several martial emperors from the Huanggu family were stunned for a moment, then became excited and became furious.

    Whoosh whoosh!

    Several figures flashed and appeared on the ring, looking at Xiao Chen with murderous intent: "King Qinglong, are you confused?"

    "You know what you just said, rebuild Longmen, who gave you such a boldness!"

    "You, the quasi-emperor of Dzogchen, are worthy of rebuilding Longmen?"

    Xiao Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, was neither angry nor surprised. He put the Yueying Knife into the sheath and slowly stood up and said: "Why can't I rebuild the Dragon Gate? I have the Green Dragon Order and I have the direct bloodline of the Xiao family. I am justified."  Qinglong King, isn¡¯t it natural for me to rebuild the Dragon Gate?¡±

    "It's easy to say, what does it mean to go smoothly? You are going against the will of heaven. Longmen has been destroyed for ten thousand years and should not appear in history. Do you still want to be the second Qing Emperor?"

    The Martial Emperor of Xihai Dragon Palace, who had the most direct relationship with Tianlong City, roared uncontrollably, and the murderous aura on his body was terrifying.

    Seeing that the West Sea Dragon Palace has been surpassed by Tianlong City in terms of reputation in the western seas, if Longmen's brand name is established, in the long run, the West Sea Dragon Palace will definitely become a second-rate force.

    No matter what you say, Xiao Chen can't let Xiao Chen rebuild Longmen.

    Many other elders in the Holy Land are worried that Xiao Chen will become the second Qing Emperor. The Qing Emperor was so domineering back then that he suppressed many forces in the Tianxing Sea and could not hold their head high.

    How can we allow that situation to happen again? We must not allow Dragon Gate to be established. The word Dragon Gate is the default taboo of all forces.

    Among them, there are even some forces that participated in the siege of Longmen thousands of years ago, and they have a hatred of annihilating them.

    Xiao Chen looked at several people one by one. Facing the accusations and pressure from the seven Martial Emperors, his heart remained calm and as calm as water.

    ¡°Take back what you said, it¡¯s not too late to say it back now.¡±

    "That's right, take it back quickly, otherwise don't blame us for falling out!"

    "You kid, don't go too far. There is a tacit understanding, an agreement between the big shots, but once the line is crossed, those agreements may not be valid."

    "Don't think that just by killing Bai Feng, you can do whatever you want. Remember, you haven't become the emperor yet!"

    The atmosphere was tense, and it was about to turn into a big fight at any time. On the Qinglong Square, many warriors quietly retreated, trying to stay away from the coming storm.

    Today¡¯s events are really a test of one¡¯s heart endurance. First, he killed a Martial Emperor like a dream.

    Immediately afterwards, another shocking news was announced that was enough to shake the entire Kunlun world.

    Xiao Chen said lightly: "How can I take back what I said? Are you planning to join forces to kill me? But even if you kill me, you won't take back what you said."

    Wearing Jue Jue in white, holding a long sword in his hand, and his clear eyes as bright as stars and gems, he stood on the stage, carrying the momentum of seven Martial Emperors, but he was not busy at all.

    His graceful demeanor made many people who had left the square unwilling to look away.

    Someone had a fiery light in his eyes and said to himself: "If I can have one-tenth of the grace of the Azure Dragon King in my life, it will be considered worthwhile."

    "Calm, persistent, calm, and domineering, if it weren't for the demonic obstacle of becoming emperor in five years, Qinglong King's life would be perfect."

    "Even if the emperor fails, the grace of the Qinglong King must not be erased. I have never seen that young leader who can face the seven great Martial Emperors directly and still be so calm."

    The king's demeanor was suspicious, and many people were reluctant to leave completely. They looked at Xiao Chen in the field with full of admiration.

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    There were sounds of footsteps, but it was Mo Chen, Lan Shaobai and others who came behind Xiao Chen at the same time. At the critical moment, they chose to stand behind him.

    Even though he is not strong enough now, his inner thoughts are clearly revealed.

    "Are you going to fight to the end?" The old man in red from the West Sea Dragon Palace lowered his voice and said threateningly.

    Xiao Chen said calmly: "Why are you stubbornly resisting? I am simply reviving the sect of my ancestors. As the son of the Xiao family, everything I do is normal."

    "Seniors, there is no need to misunderstand. King Qinglong has absolutely no ambition to dominate the world when he rebuilds Dragon Gate. He just fulfills his responsibility to his ancestors."

    ? ?Shaobai wanted to lighten the atmosphere and explained.

    "It's your turn to speak?" The old man in red was burning with anger, and he couldn't find a way to vent his anger. When he saw Lan Shaobai speaking, he grabbed it with one claw indiscriminately.

    The mad dragon roared, and the clothes on its body shook violently, with a shocking force, and it grabbed it with one claw, as if a real dragon had stretched out its claws from the void, so terrifying.

    Whoops!

    There was a breeze blowing in the air. As soon as the old man in red took a step, he found a scabbard pressed against his throat.

    The person who took action was naturally Qinglong King Xiao Chen. He just raised his hand easily and casually, and silently broke the powerful blow of the old man in red.

    Let him block it, not daring to make any move.

    With a slight movement of his wrist, the Moon Shadow Knife rotated once and then retracted.  It was only then that the long hair of the old man in red, blown by the breeze, fell slightly.

    A trace of panic flashed unnaturally in his heart. The old man in red looked at Xiao Chen and took a step back quietly.

    "This guy can defeat Bai Feng easily, it's definitely not a matter of luck."

    The other six Martial Emperors had similar thoughts in their hearts at the same time, and they also took a step back without realizing it.  The previously strong momentum retreated with this step, and Xiao Chen was suddenly shorter than Xiao Chen.

    The so-called kingly style does not depend on who shouts the most fiercely, nor does it depend on who has the most momentum.

    There is something called aura, which is invisible and makes the opponent feel shorter without even realizing it.

    Where does the aura come from? Naturally, you have a good idea and a real skill.

    "If you don't put on airs and say a few words, you will be exposed by the masters and get trampled in the face."

    Seeing this scene, tens of thousands of people outside the venue suddenly realized why Xiao Chen was so calm.  Because he had never been afraid of these seven Martial Emperors. In their eyes, the lofty First Level Heavenly Martial Emperor was nothing to Xiao Chen from the beginning.

    The ants screamed at the elephant, how could the elephant lower himself and become angry with the ants?

    "On the twenty-eighth of this month, the Dragon Gate Ceremony will be held as scheduled. If the seniors have time, they will all give them the highest courtesy."

    The seven Martial Emperors retreated. Xiao Chen did not show any arrogance on his face, but calmly said with his hands raised.

    On certain occasions, when a person hands over his hand, the implication is that he is going to see off the guest.

    "Don't worry, Xihai Dragon Palace will definitely arrive on time and give you a big gift!" The old man in red said through gritted teeth and walked away, his anger beyond words.

    The momentum was greatly reduced, and the aura was completely suppressed. Although the Emperor Wu who was present was unwilling to do so, he had to admit that they were no longer qualified to speak to Xiao Chen on an equal footing.

    As for the superior situation, there is no need to think about it.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? One by one, they waved their hands and left, but the looks in their eyes were all lingering. It was obvious that this matter would not let go.

    In the distant attic in the city, the three emperor-level elders from the Moon Palace, the Island of Ten Thousand Demons, and the Yin-Yang Cave looked at this scene thoughtfully.

    The three of them were relatively neutral beings. They originally just wanted to watch a duel that shocked the entire Emperor Wu circle.

    Unexpectedly, what was really exciting was what Xiao Chen said after the duel.

    Compared with the news about the reconstruction of Longmen, the turmoil caused by that duel is really nothing.

    "The king's demeanor can be seen at a glance, and he has such aura at a young age. It is not easy to get other Holy Masters to ignore him and believe in his declaration."

    The great demon of Ten Thousand Demon Island shook his head and sighed.

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