"Oh, what's so special about this that I can't sit still?"

Jiang Chen picked up the spiritual wine on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He randomly picked up a juicy and delicious spiritual fruit with an unknown name and started to nibble on it.

"Whether you can sit still or not depends on your own ability!"

The unruly Golden-winged Xiaopeng King on the side snorted and said, feeling aggrieved that Yan Ruyu had found a human consort.

If he hadn't been in seclusion in recent years, he would have been the consort of the demon clan!

"Why, does defeating you at the same level make you qualified to sit here?"

Jiang Chen glanced at the Golden-winged Little Peng King provocatively. If this guy continues to be mean-mouthed, he wouldn't mind letting him experience a big defeat before Ye Fan!

"you!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King smashed the table in front of him with a bang, his body filled with demonic aura, and he glared at Jiang Chen angrily.

"King Xiaopeng, give me some face and don't hurt your harmony!"

The Prince of Daxia on the side suddenly spoke to persuade him, this is Zuixian Palace, the territory of their Daxia Dynasty. After hearing what he said, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King slowly calmed down.

"Hmph, I will spare your life today, but next time I meet you, I will have to taste the blood of a human king!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King said sternly like a demon lord.

"That's right, I haven't eaten bird wings for a long time!"

Jiang Chen didn't show any weakness and said. For a moment, the atmosphere on the second floor of Zuixian Tower was a little cold.

"The Holy Son of Nine Heavens has arrived!"

At this moment, a boy, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

Some people suddenly looked at Jiang Chen strangely, their eyes full of amusement.

The golden clouds rose into the sky, and a familiar figure walked into the Zuixian Tower. The Holy Son of the Nine Heavens led a group of Jiuxiao Holy Land disciples to the second floor of the Zuixian Tower.

When he saw that his seat was occupied, he was suddenly startled, and when he saw that the person was Jiang Chen, his face turned a little livid.

Just when everyone thought that Holy Son Jiuxiao was about to get angry, Holy Son Jiuxiao directly led his brothers to sit on the second step.

This scene shocked many people!

What happened? I originally thought there would be a fight between dragons and tigers, but I saw with my own eyes the duel between the body of the human king and the holy son of the holy land.

But who would have thought that it was the Holy Son of Jiuxiao who gave up in the end, and the brothers behind him, although they were aggrieved, did not say anything.

Anyone who has noticed this scene will already know that these two people have probably fought against each other in advance.

The Prince of Daxia, the Saint of Yaochi, and the Golden-winged Little Peng King all looked at Jiang Chen with some differences.

If Jiang Chen had a draw with Holy Son Yaoguang in Donghuang, Ji Haoyue could be mistaken for exaggerating, but Holy Son Jiuxiao and the others are very familiar with him, and this guy is also very proud, being able to demote people without saying a word.

This shows that he really failed.

"Brother Jiang really deserves his reputation!"

The prince of Daxia, Xia Yiming, picked up the wine glass and said to Jiang Chen with a smile.

Jiang Chen also wanted to be more reserved and retaliate, but found that he drank all the wine on his table in one gulp. Finally, under the shocked eyes of everyone, Jiang Chen reached out to the table of the Yaochi Saint.

The Saintess of Yaochi narrowed her eyes, naturally she would not let Jiang Chen succeed, she gently turned her hand and blocked Jiang Chen's arm.

Jiang Chen's hands burst into black and white divine light and touched the lotus-rooted arm of the Yaochi Saint. Although the aftermath was restricted to the two of them, the wine bottle on the table still exploded with a bang.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Jiang Chen picked up half of the wine in an instant and dropped it into his own bottle.

"Brother Jiang, what's the point of snatching the wine from my glass like this?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Yaochi Saint, and white clouds surrounded her body.

"Fairy, don't worry, I'll give it back to you in the worst case!"

Jiang Chen quickly waved his hand, pretending to pour the wine in his hand back into the bottle of the Yaochi Saint.

The Yaochi Saint looked at him quietly, and then suddenly smiled again.

"As long as Brother Jiang doesn't dislike me for using it!"

"How can it be!"

Jiang Chen signaled to the Prince of Daxia, and then drank the spiritual wine snatched from the hands of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi in one gulp.

Um?

Suddenly, Jiang Chen's eyes widened and he almost spit out the wine he drank. There is something wrong with this wine!

As soon as he drank it, he felt that the spiritual wine instantly turned into a stream of essence. Originally, this was normal, but he found that instead of nourishing his body, these essences were burning the divine power in his body. Jiang Chen knew

, I have been fooled by this bitch, the Saint of Yaochi.

However, with so many people watching, Jiang Chen couldn't spit out the wine. He could only swallow it all without mercy, and activated the Tai Chi Sea of ​​Bitterness. The waves swept over it, wrapping the essence and releasing it from his pores.

He sat back in his seat without changing his expression, with a smile on his face and his mother-in-law feeling in his heart.
Chapter completed!