Chapter 154 To blame, the mysterious Su Chen! [Please follow up! 】
"Hiss..."
"Beating a strong man in the middle of Nirvana with one punch, is the Taixuan Shengzi so terrifying?"
"The Tianjiao of the Nine-Layer Nirvana Tribulation is really terrifying!"
"This son must not stay!"
"Cut, kill him if you have the ability! He is already in the Nirvana state, and even a strong man in the quasi-sacred state may not be able to take him down."
"Not to mention that there is a strong saint-level man behind him. Since he dares to come, he must be sure to leave alive."
"..."
Just when everyone was talking about it.
not far away.
On a restaurant.
Marquis Wu'an and Marquis Changping sat opposite each other.
The two of them came here today to see Su Chen's demeanor.
I never thought of it.
It's just that I haven't seen him for half a year, but Su Chen's strength is already so terrifying.
Just one blow completely shocked the two of them.
"Marquis Wu'an, what do you think?"
Hou Changping was silent for a moment, and said solemnly.
"Unfathomable!"
"Looking at the entire Great Shang Dynasty, almost no one is his opponent!"
Hearing the words, Marquis Changping shook his head lightly, with a rather emotional expression on his face, and said:
"When the two of us first saw him on the border of Qingzhou, he was only at the beginning of the Divine Sea Realm."
"But who would have thought that he could reach such a level in such a short period of time!"
"Then Chang Ping Hou thinks, if the Champion Hou fights against Taixuan Shengzi again, what are the chances of winning?"
"Less than 10%!"
Chang Ping Hou said in a deep voice.
"Then what if you add those friends of Champion Hou?"
Marquis Wu An asked again.
Champion Hou spent a lot of money to deal with Su Chen in the past six months.
He invited many powerful people from several first-class forces around him, many of whom were holy sons and saintesses, and even a few arrogances of the monster clan!
"Let's open 55..."
Chang Pinghou said lightly.
In his opinion.
The strength of those holy sons and saints is not even as good as the champion.
If they really confront Su Chen, there is almost no other way for them to choose except to die.
Only when they go up together can they play some containment effect and ensure that they don't die so quickly.
"At the end of the day, Duke Qi was too anxious. Champion Hou's plan should have been to wait for Su Chen to get a high-grade Taoist soldier before acting."
"But that little Duke of Qi pretends to be smart, and wants to give Su Chen a blow here."
"At this moment, it is his own fault for his fate."
After Changping, he took a sip of tea, and said neither salty nor weak.
He has lived for hundreds of years, and he has already memorized all the twists and turns.
Champion Hou's mind can't be fooled by an old fox like him.
after all.
The value of high-grade Taoist soldiers is obvious to all.
If it is placed in a second-rate force, it is completely the treasure of the sect, the kind that will not appear in the life and death crisis of the sect.
Not to mention the strong Nirvana state.
Even quasi-holy realm powerhouses don't have many high-grade Taoist soldiers!
Some of the sage-level powerhouses who can't mix well even use top-rank Taoist soldiers.
And Su Chen is about to get a high-grade Taoist soldier, who wouldn't want to **** it halfway?
"correct…"
Chang Pinghou seemed to have thought of something, put down the teacup in his hand, responded carefully for a moment, and said thoughtfully:
"Did you notice Su Chen's strength just now?"
"Isn't it the initial stage of Nirvana?"
Marquis Wu'an didn't take it seriously.
"No!"
Chang Pinghou kept recalling everything he discovered just now in his mind, and murmured in a low voice:
"Something is wrong! Something seems wrong, I seem to have overlooked something..."
"No matter how you say it, the little Duke of Qi is a strong man who has survived the six stages of Nirvana, and he is still in the middle of Nirvana!"
"How could he defeat Su Chen with just one punch?"
"Hiss..."
"This joke is not funny!"
Wu Anhou heard the words, his expression gradually became dignified, and he said in a deep voice.
…
In a quarter of an hour.
The blond **** stopped in front of a mansion.
He slightly cupped his hands towards the golden chariot behind him, and said with a smile:
"Little friend Su Chen, this is your residence today. If there is anything you need, you can just ask, and there are servants in the mansion who will take care of it for you."
"I don't need servants."
Su Chen sat on the chariot, looked up and down the mansion, and continued:
"Remove them all."
"good."
The blond **** nodded slightly when he heard the words.
um...
next moment.
In an instant, someone appeared around, walked into the mansion and brought out all the servants inside.
After all the servants left, the blond **** continued:
"Little friend Su Chen, are you satisfied now?"
"Um."
Su Chen responded indifferently, then looked at him, and said lightly:
"I used to behead the high-grade Taoist soldiers that Fahui deserved. I wonder when the Great Shang Dynasty plans to hand them over to me?"
"Tomorrow night at the latest!"
The blond **** seemed not at all surprised by Su Chen's question, and almost blurted it out.
Say it.
He looked at Su Chen again, and continued to speak:
"I don't know if little friend Su Chen has any other orders?"
"Gone."
Su Chen drove the black jade unicorn in front of the chariot, walked slowly into the mansion.
Watching Su Chen enter the mansion.
The blond eunuch's face darkened instantly.
This Su Chen is too mysterious...
He didn't even show his face from the beginning to the end, and stayed in the chariot all the time.
So much so that he has no judgment on Su Chen's real strength.
Let’s not talk about the defense of the golden chariot.
But its effect in isolating the prying eyes of the divine sense is absolutely full. Even the spiritual sense of ordinary quasi-sacred realm powerhouses cannot penetrate the golden chariot.
"What the **** are you hiding?"
The blond **** narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, staring at the mansion in front of him.
After a long time, he turned and left.
…
"The Great Shang Dynasty is no less than a dragon's pool and a tiger's den to me. How can I not guard against you?"
Su Chen turned his head to look in the direction where the blond **** left, chuckled lightly, and said.
After saying that, he waved his hand to close the gate of the mansion, and then strode out from the golden chariot.
He stood alone, standing in the center of the mansion, looking around the surrounding environment.
He is still very satisfied with the environment in the mansion.
At least.
A formation was arranged above the mansion.
This formation also has the effect of isolating the spiritual consciousness. Although it can't stop the saint, it is more than enough to block the prying eyes of the quasi-sacred strong.
He didn't expect to be able to hide it from the entire Great Shang Dynasty.
But as long as you can hide from the person you want to hide, that's enough.
"The sages, emperors, and all the princes of the Great Shang Dynasty shouldn't have the leisure and elegance to spy on my cultivation?"
Su Chen murmured in a low voice.
However.
Just when he dared to finish speaking, an old voice sounded from behind him:
"Not always…"
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