Prehistoric: Good Fortune Tianzun

Chapter 70 The Battle of the City Lord’s Mansion

Hearing Chen Xuan’s compliment, Weng Zhao laughed: “Hahaha, Chen Xuan’s fellow daoist has been awarded. That Jian Yuanfang is a malignant tumor in my Xuancang city. This city lord could not have seen him long ago. This time he again If you have offended a fellow daoist, why don’t we work together to get rid of it and then quickly, fellow daoist, what do you think?”

Chen Xuan closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking, but in fact he was slandering in his heart: Heh, I said why I was invited to the city lord’s mansion so much, that’s how it is. After taking such a big bend with Pin Dao, the fox’s tail is finally revealed, and I want Pin Dao to be a gunman for you, but you are afraid that you haven’t woken up.

After thinking about it for a moment, Chen Xuan laughed and said, “Hehe, Lord City Lord can really value Poor Dao. However, Lord City Lord, your Weng family has a big business, and Wen Dao Palace will not take you easily. Poor Dao, a lonely and widowed person, is very scared. Besides, Lord City Lord is not afraid of the poor Dao who promises you here, and then he will go to the Wendao Palace? If you can’t say that you can’t be poor, you can make a small profit, and by the way, earn a good favor from the Wendao Palace.” Chen Xuan seemed to smile. He didn’t smile, and looked straight at Weng Zhao.

Weng Zhao didn’t care, and said: “Since the city lord dared to invite the fellow daoist over, he would not be afraid that the fellow daoist would be blackhanded. Once, I asked Dao Gong if he would fight against my Weng family for a small guest. , Secondly, this city lord also knows the character of fellow daoist, and he will definitely not do such repeated things.”

Chen Xuan’s heart was the same as Ming Jing’s: Weng Zhao’s words definitely had a lot of water. He said that he could not turn around and sent his own news to Wendao Palace. But Chen Xuan didn’t have a trace of fear. It was better than Xuan Huang Daozun in front of him, and he could face without changing his face, let alone a little Weng Zhao?

Chen Xuan gave a cupped fist and said, “Thank you, Lord City Lord, for looking up to it, but Poor Dao always likes to be at ease, so he won’t mix with City Lord’s plan and leave.”

“Chen Xuan fellow daoist, don’t you think that I, the city lord, came as you wanted, and left as long as you want?” Weng Zhao put away his smiling face and said.

Chen Xuan didn’t care, it was just Weng Zhao, he didn’t care. “Haha, City Lord Weng, you think the poor road wants to leave, can you stop it?”

Weng Zhao showed a sullen expression: “Huh, Chen Xuan, don’t think that you can do whatever you want by squeezing your abilities. This city lord can just move your fingers and you can be wiped out!”

“My Lord City Lord, anyone can speak big words. If you want to keep Poor Dao, it depends on whether you have this ability. Talking more is useless, do it, Poor Dao depends on how big you are, the City Lord of Xuancang City. Skill!” Chen Xuan said indifferently, a pressure of Heavenly Dao Sage early stage radiating from his body. This is not Chen Xuan’s current strength. In Chen Xuan’s view, it is enough to deal with Weng Zhao’s stuff.

“Heavenly Dao Sage early stage? It’s also a bit capable, but it’s just a little bit. If you want to deal with this city lord with this strength, you will die here!” Weng Zhao said disdainfully. As he said, he burst into the Heavenly Dao Sage middle stage breath, pressing towards Chen Xuan.

The huge coercion swept like a tsunami, and the various furnishings in the palace were creaked. However, Chen Xuan thought that the reef in the sea was like a rock in the sea. For Chen Xuan, this power was just a breeze blowing on his face, and he couldn’t even hurt his skin.

Weng Zhao’s face was ugly. He didn’t expect Chen Xuan to be so strong, with only the aura of Heavenly Dao Sage early stage, facing his Heavenly Dao Sage middle stage’s coercive face without changing his face and motionless, he couldn’t help but make him a little angry.

“Chen Xuan, you have some skill, but can you handle this trick of the city lord?” Weng Zhao shouted angrily, offering a sword of Xiantian supreme treasure level, the sword exuding astonishing murderous aura. “Chen Xuan, go and die! Swords that split the sky and the earth!” The sword turned into a gleam of light, and then killed Chen Xuan in a mysterious trajectory.

“Oh? Xiantian Supreme Treasure? It seems that the Blue Realm is really rich. Even the city lord of Xuancang City at the bottom of the 81 cities has a Xiantian Supreme Treasure. Is it possible that the top few city lords even have the Chaos Supreme Treasure? Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, “Well, this sword is fine, but the Cultivation Base who uses it is a bit short. Sure!”

Chen Xuan didn’t panic, and gently stretched out his finger, the spirit sword suddenly stopped in front of him, no matter how Weng Zhao controlled it, he couldn’t move forward.

“This… how is this possible…” Weng Zhao looked surprised, his face seemed to be unbelievable. “You…you are just a little Heavenly Dao Sage early stage, how could it be possible to catch the sword of this city lord so easily…it’s impossible…”

“Hehe, Heavenly Dao Sage early stage? Lord Sovereign, when did Poon Dao say that he was Heavenly Dao Sage early stage? Sovereign Lord, you guessed all this randomly.”

“Ah—” As Weng Zhao was reminiscing about Chen Xuan’s words, he suddenly felt a tearing pain in the soul, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. It was Chen Xuan who just swiped his hand and wiped out his primordial spirit in this Xiantian supreme-level spirit sword, and took the sword as his own.

“Hehe, Lord City Lord, how is it? Do you still have the confidence to eat the poor Dao now?” Chen Xuan played with this spirit sword and looked at Weng Zhao with a smile on his face. “Do you have any tricks for the Lord City Lord? If it doesn’t, Poor Dao is about to leave.”

Compared with Chen Xuan’s complacent spring breeze, Weng Zhao’s heart at this time is mixed. He hated himself for having eyes and no beads, and offended Chen Xuan at will. Now he not only lost his face, but even the sword he wore with him was taken by Chen Xuan.

When Chen Xuan saw this, he didn’t talk nonsense. He put away the spirit sword and walked out. Weng Zhao looked downcast, sitting on the ground at a loss, no longer half the mighty prestige of the city lord.

Chen Xuan walked in four directions, slowly strolling around the city lord’s mansion, and the guards in the city lord’s mansion did not dare to take care of it. The aura of the battle between Chen Xuan and City Lord Weng Zhao spread throughout the City Lord’s Mansion. Since Chen Xuanneng walked out swayingly without any injuries on his body, the Lord City Lord must have been defeated. Even the city lord couldn’t stop Chen Xuan, so what did they do not enter the holy way to stop them?

After a while, Chen Xuan swaggered out of the city lord’s mansion and continued to stroll around in Xuancang City. In the city lord’s mansion, Weng Zhao also recovered, thinking of his Xiantian treasures, Weng Zhao felt heartache. He knocked over everything in the palace to vent his inner anger.

“Come on!”

Weng Zhao shouted, and Mu Feng ran into the Great Hall quickly and tremblingly. “My Lord, what’s your order?”

“For the city lord to let out the wind to Wendao Palace, it is said that Daoist Chen Xuan killed Master Qingjian, the guest of Wendao Palace.” Weng Zhao confessed with a sullen face.