Chapter 443: The Dragon Emerges from the Abyss, a Great Poem

"A king!"

"You are not a stranger. Is this the most powerful person hidden in my Kyushu?"

"So powerful! For a normal king to kill so many half-kings, it would take a lot of effort!"

"This guy is taking it too easy. With each step he takes, the Kunlong River seems to come alive, transforming into his soldier, slaughtering everything..."

Everyone was shocked by Jiang Chen's methods, the look of indifference towards all living beings, the hands behind his back, the unstoppable aura of "who else but me will die" and the domineering aura.

It all explains it.

This is an extremely powerful person with a cold and hard heart!

Every disciple of Shangqing Sect and Wu Sect, as well as powerful men from the underworld, showed expressions of reverence.

Among them, some people had very strange expressions, more shocked than anyone else, some even had their jaws dropped in shock.

It was Jiang Hongyu, Zhao Daniu and other young disciples who had participated in the battle of Qishan Village.

When I saw that man standing under the dark sky, stepping on the huge waves, his indifferent eyes swept over the mortal world like a god.

They could not connect it with the man who had dragged them to the grave of a female ghost halfway up the mountain in Qishan Village to show off his ancestral treasure, and the man who had drawn his gun and composed poetry in the wind by the water in Qishan Village.

"Is it really him?"

"They probably just look alike, but that hammer looks a bit similar too..."

“This, this, this…”

The group of people were extremely anxious. On the one hand, they were extremely curious, but on the other hand, they didn't dare to ask.

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly: "A gentleman hides his talents within himself, waiting for the right time to act. When he does, he is like a latent dragon emerging from the abyss, stirring up the heavens and the earth, without a trace of dusk or dawn!"

"Junior Brother Zheng Yuan, you..." Someone on the side was puzzled.

Zheng Yuan was one of the disciples who went halfway up the mountain.

The others didn't understand what it meant, but since they had been to Qishan Village before, their eyes lit up and they all focused their attention.

To their surprise, yes.

The strong man actually looked over, blinked his right eye at them, and smiled slightly.

The group of people were dead silent at first, and then they were filled with surprise.

"Oh my god! Is it really Brother Jiang?"

"6 Ah, I once carried out a mission with a king! I can brag about it forever!"

"Be bold! We even displayed our ancestral treasures together. This is enough to be passed down to future generations..."

"Oh my god, when I was recording, I also filmed a part of Brother Jiang. Senior Sister, do you want it?" As soon as a disciple finished saying this, he was slapped to the ground.

Jiang Hongyu looked up into the air at the figure being watched by everyone, pursed her lips, wondering what she was thinking.

Hearing their words, the others also looked over.

Elder Wuzong couldn't help but ask, "That person glanced over here. Is it true, as you say, that you know each other?"

"It's our Grandmaster!" someone admitted.

"This person might be living in seclusion, disguised as a young man. We were fortunate enough to carry out a mission together."

Hearing this, the old man Wuzong's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay."

"That's nothing. The eldest sister even gave this guy a challenge."

"This..." The old man was shocked: "Is it true, Hong Yu Nizi?"

Jiang Hongyu stammered, unable to speak, her pretty face flushed red.

It is too presumptuous to deliver a letter of challenge to a king.

"It's okay, my uncle-master has agreed to this marriage!" The old man laughed heartily, very happy.

"Uncle-master, please don't talk nonsense. It's not the agreed date yet and the outcome is still undecided!" Jiang Hongyu muttered.