As Xue Wuqing passed by Xu Chuan, he said in a low voice, "Xu Chuan, just you wait, I will defeat you!"
With that, he left directly.
"Your Highness, you must be careful of this person. He seems to have great animosity towards you!" Elder Gu Zhen reminded him.
He did not know the past grievances between Xu Chuan and Xue Wuqing, but he keenly sensed the fleeting killing intent and hatred emanating from the other party. Although he was certain that Xue Wuqing was no match for Xu Chuan, as the leader of this group, he would not neglect his duty to remind.
"It's nothing. Just a defeated opponent. He can't stir up any big waves," Xu Chuan calmly shook his head and said. Xu Chuan did not take Xue Wuqing's provocation seriously at all. When he defeated the four of them back then, he had already said it. Those who were defeated by him would never be able to catch up to his footsteps! This statement, both then and now, was equally applicable! He, Xu Chuan, was that confident. He was merely a clown, and couldn't even pique his interest. With a little strength, he lost his mind, completely seeking his own death! This time, having truly encountered this Xue Wuqing, Xu Chuan absolutely would not hold back anymore. It wasn't just because of his provocation, but more so because in the Emperor's Tomb, people from the Yaoshan Sword Sect, in league with other forces, wanted to encircle and kill him. The Yaoshan Sword Sect had long been on Xu Chuan's kill list! This time, he would kill Xue Wuqing first to collect some interest! Following closely behind the Yaoshan Sword Sect were people from the Taixu Holy Land. However, the leader was not Wu Tian, the Taixu Holy Son from before. Instead, it was a young man who bore an eighty percent resemblance to Wu Tian in appearance. As soon as this person appeared, he was full of hostility towards Xu Chuan. It was as if he had seen his sworn enemy.
"Senior Brother Cui, do you know this person?" Xu Chuan pointed to the young man from the Taixu Holy Land. To be honest, he was not very familiar with the prodigies from the various forces in the Eastern Region. One reason was that he didn't have much time to learn about these things. Another was that knowing these people was meaningless! Anyone who dared to attack him would only have one outcome! That was to become a soul under his sword!
"Do you still remember Wu Tian, who was defeated by you before?" "This is his elder brother, Wu Fa, another Holy Son of the Taixu Holy Land!" "Ever since Wu Tian was defeated by you, he has been dejected, his martial heart shattered, and his cultivation has even dropped by several levels, completely becoming a cripple." "This Wu Fa might want to avenge you, after all, they are brothers born of the same mother!" "Junior Brother Xu, you must be careful," Cui Jiang said sternly. The Five Regions Grand Competition had not even begun, and Xu Chuan already had two enemies. If this continued, on the day of the competition, wouldn't he be besieged by a crowd? Although Xu Chuan was powerful, he was still just one person! Cui Jiang also knew that with his strength, it was difficult to provide any substantial help to Xu Chuan. He might even be eliminated at the very beginning of the competition. All he could do was remind Xu Chuan.
"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother Cui. I, Xu Chuan, will face whatever comes my way!" Xu Chuan said this with a smile, full of heroism! Just then. A sound of tearing through the air suddenly rang out from the sky. Immediately after, everyone in Xuanyuan City witnessed a terrifying scene. They saw a war chariot rolling in, enveloped by a terrifying aura and divine might. And its target was where Xu Chuan and his group were! This war chariot, at first glance, was clearly an Emperor Armament. Moreover, it was an Emperor Armament that had fought its way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood! The endless killing aura surged like a massive wave, causing the martial artists present to gasp in unison.
"Isn't this the Xuanyuan War Chariot? What is it doing here?" "Are you stupid? Don't you see where this is? Isn't it normal for the Xuanyuan War Chariot to appear here?" "Since the Xuanyuan War Chariot has appeared, I wonder what the identity of the person standing on it is?" "I heard that the Xuanyuan Holy Lord had long gifted the Xuanyuan War Chariot to the Third Holy Son. It should be the Third Holy Son who has arrived!" "I wonder what the Third Holy Son is here for?" "I hope it's not trouble!" Countless martial artists looked at the luxurious war chariot with shock on their faces. The Xuanyuan War Chariot was an Emperor Armament that the Xuanyuan Holy Land had been famous for for a long time. Normally, ordinary martial artists like them would never have the chance to see it. To think that today they would get to witness its true form! How could they not be excited! In the blink of an eye, the terrifying Xuanyuan War Chariot arrived in front of Xu Chuan and his entourage. Then, a young man with a powerful aura, dressed in fine robes, filled with fighting spirit, like a god of war, walked out of the war chariot and approached Xu Chuan.
"You are Xu Chuan, right?" "My junior brother, Li Qinghou, died by your hands?" "And you also shattered the Silver Dragon Sword?" The young man came up with three consecutive questions about death, very domineeringly. He acted completely like a superior facing a subordinate. His demeanor made Xu Chuan somewhat displeased, and he frowned slightly.
"That's right, everything you said was done by me. What do you intend to do about it?" Xu Chuan retorted without politeness. He would not indulge the other party. For a moment, the place became terrifyingly silent, filled with palpable tension. At this time, some martial artists had already gathered around, ready to watch the commotion. Xu Chuan was from the Eastern Region, and few people here recognized him. These onlookers were amazed that someone dared to speak to the Third Holy Son of Xuanyuan in such a manner.
"And who is this? He doesn't show any respect to the Third Holy Son at all?" "I don't know, but his identity must be extraordinary. Not someone you or I can afford to offend!" "I know, he is Xu Chuan, the Holy Son of Taiyi Holy Land, the top force in the Eastern Region. The Fifth Holy Son of Xuanyuan, Li Qinghou, was killed by him!" "Moreover, it is rumored that the Holy Son of Sanyang Holy Land in the Southern Region, Yang Ding Tian, also died by his hands!" Whoosh! As soon as this was said, everyone present gasped in disbelief and looked at Xu Chuan in shock. This person was a ruthless man! From the start, he targeted Holy Sons, and moreover, they were Holy Sons of top forces. How did he dare!
"It seems the Third Holy Son is here to avenge the Fifth Holy Son!" "Do you even need to ask? The Third Holy Son and the Fifth Holy Son are fellow disciples, and they are usually as close as real brothers!" "Now that the person who killed the Fifth Holy Son has appeared, how can the Third Holy Son not take action?" After understanding the reason, the gossiping crowd immediately began to discuss heatedly. And the Third Holy Son's face darkened as soon as he heard Xu Chuan's words. He did not expect that Xu Chuan would dare to be so arrogant within the territory of the Xuanyuan Holy Land.
"Good, very good!" The Third Holy Son gritted his teeth and said, indicating his anger. Suppressing his anger, he spoke to Xu Chuan, "I am Jiang Ming, the Third Holy Son of the Xuanyuan Holy Land!" "I hope you remember this name, because I will kill you at the Grand Competition to console the soul of my deceased junior brother!" "At that time, I hope your strength is as strong as your words!"