Supreme Saint Of World

C22 Genial



C22 Genial

3The gourd shone with a brilliant light as a thousand auspicious colors rushed towards Chen Fan like a fiery cloud.    

    

"Hahaha, little bastard Chen Fan, I want to see how you're going to die this time!" Chu Huaiyuan looked in the direction Zhou Desheng had gone, and a vicious smile appeared on his face.    

    

Zhou Desheng sped along the precious light phenomenon caused the soldiers below to raise their heads and discuss what had just happened.    

    

"That person was covered in fiery clouds. Could he be the legendary Immortal from Korea …?"    

    

"I've heard that the Immortal has a bad temper. Did you see that fire gourd? I heard that a mortal had once provoked him. He had even refined the entire city!"    

    

"Then what should we do? Could it be that the Immortal Han came here to cause trouble for our Second Young Master?    

    

The soldiers of the Zhen Yuan Army were all worried. The joy of winning the war had been washed away.    

    

This Zhou Desheng was a veteran immortal. His reputation was illustrious and he also had a magical equipment on him, causing them to not think highly of their own young master, who had just advanced into the Xiantian realm.    

    

Chen Fan was originally chatting with his father when he suddenly felt the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy. He quickly turned his head and saw an old man riding a fire gourd with a long face aggressively flying towards him.    

    

Chen Fan felt a chill run down his spine. His eyes narrowed as he secretly gathered his Qi and blood. His body began to emit a faint energy wave.    

    

"Father and Uncle Guo, please hide at the side for now." Chen Fan instructed his father and the advisor as he stepped on the green flying sword and transformed into a ball of light as he charged forward.    

    

"Fan'er, be careful!" Chen Tiexin watched as Chen Fan flew up into the sky. He knew Chen Fan didn't want him to be implicated. Immediately, he felt both moved and worried.    

    

"You're Chen Fan?" When the red-robed old man saw Chen Fan approaching, his expression changed drastically. His white beard was trembling as he asked excitedly.    

    

"So what if I am!?" If you are here to seek revenge, then cut the crap and make your move! "    

    

Chen Fan's face turned cold and a cold light shot out from his eyes. The power of a Xiantian realm master burst out from his body, causing Zhou Desheng's pupils to shrink slightly.    

    

"Haha, little bastard, you still dare to fight with Zhou Xian Chang?! You really don't know your place!"    

    

Chu Huaiyuan looked at Chen Fan, who was taking out his flying sword, and laughed maniacally. From his point of view, Chen Fan was definitely going to die.    

    

"What a pity for such a peerless genius. He actually dared to act so arrogantly to Old Man Zhou, already dying at such a young age. However, he's a genius of Chu, it's good that he died!" Han Feng looked at Chen Fan and could not help but shake his head.    

    

"Young master, you're being unwise. You should run at this time. We're not a match for you!"    

    

"If we can keep them alive, we won't have to worry about not having enough firewood to burn!" The second young master is already an immortal at such a young age. His future achievements are limitless.    

    

"Second young master, quickly run …"    

    

Below, the soldiers of Chen were secretly observing the two men in the sky and crying out in anxiety. They were worried for the second young master of the family, who had just saved their lives.    

    

"Haha!" Our country's immortal has come to help us! "    

    

"Immortal Zhou, please kill this immortal of Chu!"    

    

"Slaughter the Immortals! Slaughter immortals! "Slaughter immortals!"    

    

On the other hand, when the remaining Korean soldiers within the city saw that their country's immortal had arrived, their morale was boosted. They all shouted with bloodshot eyes, as if they wanted to vent out all their resentment.    

    

"Great!" You are here for revenge! " Chen Fan's face turned cold when he heard the soldiers' shouts. He controlled the flying sword beneath his feet as he prepared to launch an attack.    

    

"Wait! Little friend, do not attack, this old man has no ill intentions! " Seeing that Chen Fan was about to attack, Zhou Desheng quickly waved his hand.    

    

Chen Fan stopped in his tracks, looking at the red-robed old man vigilantly. He had no idea what this old man was trying to do.    

    

"I am Zhou Desheng, the immortal that lives in Korea. After hearing about my friend's talent in the Heaven Spiritual Root, I specially came to make friends with him." Little friend, to be able to reach the Innate Realm at such a young age, you are truly a dragon among men! "    

    

The old man in red robe had a friendly smile on his face as he spoke in a friendly manner.    

    

These words were really shocking. Not only was Chen Fan dumbstruck, even the soldiers were also dumbstruck as they stared at the sky!    

    

"Is it possible that my son knows this immortal elder?" Chen Tiexin was still nervous at first, but seeing this scene, he immediately relaxed his tightly clenched fists.    

    

"Could it be that Immortal Han and our second young master are old acquaintances …?"    

    

"That's great! Second Young Master and this Immortal know each other. If we can't fight, then we've worried for nothing!"    

    

The soldiers of the Zhen Yuan Army looked at the sky and felt relieved. At the same time, they felt proud.    

    

Although the second young master of our family's general had just advanced to the Xiantian realm, even the Immortal of Korea knew him and was still treated with courtesy. They also felt honored!    

    

"..."    

    

"How can this be! "Why didn't you make a move, Elder Zhou …"    

    

"Zhou Xian Zhang!" "Please avenge our fallen soldiers!"    

    

"Slaughter the Immortals! "If not, we soldiers will not be able to die in peace!"    

    

On the other hand, when the Korean army saw Zhou Desheng in the sky chatting amicably with Chen Fan, their eyes were all red as they lamented.    

    

"So noisy!"    

    

Zhou DeSheng heard the discussions of his army and his face turned dark. He turned around to glare at them and let out a cold snort. The gourd in his hand immediately lit up.    

    

A scorching and powerful fire cloud floated out from the gourd with a strong wave of energy. It quickly reached the top of Azure Sky City and enveloped the top of the handicapped army's head.    

    

This fire cloud was only the size of a fist when it first started flying. As it absorbed heaven and earth origin energy, by the time it reached the top of the Korean army's heads, it had already covered an area of a few hundred meters.    

    

"This is the fire cloud of the Immortal!" Zhou Xian Zhang had once used this to massacre a city! "    

    

"Please spare me!" "We don't dare …"    

    

"We know we're wrong! Please accept your divine abilities, Immortal Elder! "    

    

All of the Korean soldiers looked at the frightening red cloud above them. As they felt its terrifying fluctuations, their hearts trembled.    

    

They kneeled on the ground one by one, almost peeing in fear. They kneeled on the ground and kowtowed. Their minds were already filled with fear, how could they dare to show any dissatisfaction.    

    

The fiery cloud enveloped the palaces of the Azure Sky City. Under its terrifying might, even the False Xiantian experts had pale faces and lowered their heads, not daring to utter a single word.    

    

Chu Huaiyuan's face was pale as a sheet as he held onto the wall. His legs felt weak and he could not stand up straight. He raised his head to look at the fiery cloud in the sky with fear on his face and looked at the two people in the sky with bloodshot eyes.    

    

"Why didn't Elder Zhou kill that little bastard? On the contrary, they were defending him like this. Could it be that there was some relationship between the two of them? "Damn it!"    

    

Chu Huaiyuan was already gnashing his teeth, his heart was filled with regret and doubt. He had thought that Zhou Desheng's killing of Chen Fan would be a foregone conclusion, but things had gone beyond his imagination.    

    

"What's going on? Why is Old Man Zhou being so courteous to Chen Fan from Chu? Could it be that the two of them really know each other? " Han Feng also looked at Zhou Desheng with reverence, his heart full of doubts.    

    

Zhou DeSheng nodded in satisfaction as he saw everyone's fearful reactions. With a wave of his hand, the cloud of fire that filled the sky was withdrawn back into the gourd. He turned around and looked at Chen Fan with a smiling face.    

    


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