I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 172
"Don't worry, we'll just wait. The Crown Prince has started losing his patience toward Yan Chenyu, so I'm guessing he'll soon use some dirty tricks on her. At that point of time, it will be difficult to stop things from happening."
Suddenly, a few gazes stopped at Jiang Chen, someone teasingly said, "Hey, young fellow, aren't you the one who wanted to defeat the Little Devil King? How come you're not joining the competition?"
After bidding farewell to Jian Chen, Huang Tianba immediately hurried towards the Huang Family. It left Jian Chen and Nubis floating lonesomely mid-air.
Everyone were shocked by what was happening. They all stared at the scene without even blinking their eyes, waiting for the collision between the gigantic golden finger and the Bloodthirsty Sword. With the speed of both attacks, it only took a fraction of a second for the impact to happen, but to all of these people, it felt like they had been waiting for a long time.
Jiang Chen said. This water curtain was incredibly beautiful, and it would be an ideal place to enter secluded cultivation.
As he entered, two more armored soldiers came running in as an attempt to block him. But because of the high status of the youth, the two soldiers didn't dare use violence in order to stop him.
The Lee family was too powerful, and by the way they behaved, they were not likely to give the Jiang family any chance of survival at all.
At this moment within a splendid palace, the emperor of Gesun Kingdom held a letter in the middle of his hands. Creasing together his eyebrows, he let out a long sigh before saying, "This Changyang Xiangtian is truly too impulsive, he has made a great mistake by cutting off the right arm of the Hua Yun Sect's Cheng Mingxiang. This type of situation is something the Changyang Clan cannot stand up against."
Jiang Chen said with an indifferent tone.
Seeing the sword come down towards his head, Jian Chen dodged to the side, and continued to thrust the iron rod towards Luo Jian's chest.
"Junior disciple Jiang is the most abnormal genius I've ever known, he is a man with heavenly fate, and no matter how serious a matter is, he will be able to easily solve it. I'm sure that goes for this time as well."
When staring at this handsome young man with a delicate face, the four people's fear had finally lessened.
Jian Chen now planned to refine the Ten Thousand Immunity. This was because the Silver Striped Golden Snake's blood had too strong of an odor, making it impossible for him to refine it in a city filled with people.
The king's Class 3 Golden Lion mount slowly moved forward to meet with the king of the Andreas Kingdom.
"The defenses of a warbeast are quite strong. Everyone put more strength into your attacks, combine them!" Hudolf cried out as his Saint Weapon materialized in his right hand. With an explosive shout, a large amount of Saint Force surged into his weapon as he slashed down onto the warbeast.
Taking the letter and opening it, the lord of Tianlong City began to read. As he read, his face grew darker and darker before slamming the table and standing up in anger. "Ridiculous! How utterly absurd this is! A tiny mercenary group has imprisoned the lord of a city? Where is their common sense? It is truly ridiculous! Men! Call out Katata, Katafei, and Yun Long to me!"
The sky was shaking. Followed by a loud explosion, Jiang Chen raised the Axe of Thunder high up, a bright stream of the axe's light turned into a golden pillar that shot high up into the skies. The next second, Jiang Chen swung it down with all of his strength.
I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 172 End!