A heroic man wearing a black dragon robe strode forward and looked down at the disciples from the East Campus who were lying on the ground coughing up blood, with a look of arrogance on his face.

"Isn't your martial arts academy a place to cultivate elites? Why are they all trash now!"

"Xi Chu is really getting worse every year. The so-called geniuses in the middle school are as weak as ants."

"It seems that apart from Mu Jingchen, there is no one left in Xichu!"

The men in black clothes following the man in black dragon robe were equally domineering and looked down upon the Kingdom of Chu.

"A few years ago, you, Beiyan, were defeated by our great Chu, who wiped out a hundred thousand troops in a single battle. Have you forgotten it?"

Hong Tiandu struggled to get up and roared.

boom!

The man in black dragon robe stepped on his head and snorted coldly: "That's just Mu Jingchen's effort alone. What does it have to do with you bunch of trash?"

"Let's capture him without any hesitation! Take us to that war-torn place honestly, otherwise we will die!"

Another Northern Yan warrior said sternly.

"You want us to be cannon fodder and open the way for you, no way!"

Hong Tiandu, whose mouth was full of blood, roared angrily.

"Hmph! You wastes like this are just a waste of spiritual energy in this world."

"It's your blessing to have us as cannon fodder! Maybe when the country is destroyed in the future, your family will be able to survive."

"Mu Jingchen is not here, no one can save you, don't want to die, think carefully before answering! This is the last chance."

Those Beiyan warriors all sneered, and their disdain for Chu was revealed in every word.

"Although Da Chu is weak, we still have the backbone and would rather die than surrender!"

"Kill us, our senior brother will not let you go, and you will be buried with him soon!"

These East Campus disciples all showed their unyielding strength when facing enemy warriors.

"Elder brother? That guy named Su Chen is nothing! If he dares to be an enemy of this prince, he will be driven to pieces!"

Prince Beiyan, who was wearing a black dragon robe, had a cold look in his eyes and raised his foot to crush Hong Tiandu's head, shocking the others.

"Are you a fool again?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind them.

"who?"

Those Beiyan warriors all changed their colors suddenly, turned around suddenly, and saw a golden light rushing towards them like a tyrannosaurus, as fast as lightning.

"Big brother!"

Hong Tiandu raised his head and screamed in surprise.

Other disciples in the East Campus were also shocked and thought they were in a dream.

However, the figure appeared in front of them in an instant, with long hair flying, eyes like stars, and a powerful aura wave all over his body, like a young master.

"Are you Su Chen?"

Prince Beiyan turned around in surprise, but after taking a look at Su Chen, his expression turned contemptuous again.

The third level of Xuanwu Realm is not as good as Hong Tiandu.

"I am your ancestor!"

Su Chen said in a cold tone.

"presumptuous!"

"Be bold!"

"How dare you insult the third prince? You are tired of living!"

Several Beiyan warriors were furious and released powerful zhenqi fluctuations one after another, attacking Su Chen.

"Don't kill him directly, I will slowly kill him!"

Prince Beiyan said with sinister eyes.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, suppressing him can only happen in a matter of seconds."

One of the Beiyan warriors who rushed forward first stretched out a big hand, as if it was carrying a rolling wave, and the oppressive void twisted and cracked.

With cultivation at the eighth level of the Xuanwu Realm, he is capable of heaven-level martial arts once he makes a move, and his power is indeed astonishing.

"roll!"

However, Su Chen just shouted angrily, and it seemed as if a black sun rose up inside his body. The runes surged, releasing extremely violent and destructive power, instantly shattering the rolling waves of handprints.

It still hit the Beiyan warrior with undiminished power.

boom!
Chapter completed!