After seeing Changjuro dead on the ground, Wu Ting suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

This shows that his son is finally out of danger.

Looking at Changjuro who had lost all breath on the ground, Xiao Chen slightly smiled.

Then he turned around and walked to Wu Tiansheng, stretched out his hand and untied the black cloth covering his eyes and the rope binding his hands and feet.

When Wu Tiansheng saw Xiao Chen, his eyes showed a hint of excitement, but at this moment he didn't know what to say.

Wu Ting slowly stood up and walked to Xiao Chen. She weakly lowered her head.

"Mr. Xiao, I did something wrong before. I am sorry for you. If you have any resentment in your heart, you can come at me. My son is innocent."

Wu Tiansheng just listened to the conversation between Changjuro and Wu Ting and roughly understood some of the content.

Wu Tiansheng's eyes were also full of complexity, and he didn't know what attitude he should take to face Xiao Chen.

After all, his mother poisoned him, and Xiao Chen was kind to his family.

Wu Tiansheng lowered his head and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Brother Xiao, my mother did something wrong. As her son, I am naturally responsible for it."

Xiao Chen smiled calmly, took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Wu Ting.

Wu Ting's expression suddenly froze, and she didn't understand what Xiao Chen meant.

Xiao Chen said calmly: "There are five hundred thousand here, which should be enough for you and your mother to live. You may experience a lot of dangerous things these days. If you continue to stay, I'm afraid it will be dangerous."

When Wu Ting heard this, tears shone in her eyes. She did not hesitate to poison Xiao Chen for the sake of her son.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen not only ignored it, but also gave him a large severance package.

Wu Ting knelt down with a plop, and Xiao Chen quickly stretched out his hand to help Wu Ting up.

Unexpectedly, when Wu Tiansheng saw his mother kneeling down, he also knelt down along with her.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a little headache. He stroked his forehead helplessly and said with a smile: "What are you doing!!"

Wu Ting said solemnly: "Mr. Xiao, what I did was wrong. You repaid evil with kindness and you can withstand the worship of our mother and son."

After saying that, Wu Ting and Wu Tiansheng both kowtowed heavily to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen had no intention of stopping it at this moment, with a helpless smile on his face.

Xiao Chen left the warehouse without waiting for them to raise their heads to speak.

the next day.

The top of Tianyun Mountain.

At this moment, the entire mountain has been cleared of tourists.

A ring has already been built on the top of the mountain, with people standing on both sides of the ring.

On one side were Jiang Xiaobai, Huang Qiong and others headed by the Martial Arts Alliance.

On the other side, there were a small number of Shura Hall disciples holding the scene.

At the same time, the one in the middle is wearing Japanese warrior costumes and looks like a Japanese.

This peak battle will naturally attract big bosses from all walks of life to watch the battle.

Nan Zhentian jumped onto the ring first and glanced at the people below but did not find Xiao Chen.

Among them, the leaders of the Japanese raised a playful sneer.

"Isn't that guy Xiao Chen scared? He doesn't dare to come."

Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the Japanese, and asked calmly: "Who are you?"

The Japanese man slowly raised his head and said proudly: "I am the disciple of the Japanese Canglan Sword Master, Chang Jiulang."

Canglan Sword Master! After hearing this name, Jiang Xiaobai's eyes also had a trace of excitement.

Huang Qiong next to him lowered his head in confusion and asked: "Leader, what is the background of this Canglan Sword Master!"

Jiang Xiaobai took a breath of cold air and said calmly: "Canglan Sword Master is one of the top ten masters in Japan. Although he is ranked at the bottom, he is also a strong one."

After hearing Jiang Xiaobai's words, Huang Qiong's eyes also showed shock.

There is probably no one who is strong in transforming strength in the Demon City right now!

Soon, a strong wind blew, and a figure slowly walked up the stairs at the bottom of the mountain.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Chen.

In this way, he walked to the top of Tianyun Mountain under everyone's gaze.

Nan Zhentian put his hands behind him and looked at Xiao Chen arrogantly. He slowly raised his head.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!!"

Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at Jiang Xiaobai, casting a kind look.

Xiao Chen then looked at Nan Zhentian. He took a long step onto the ring and looked straight at Nan Zhentian.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time!" Xiao Chen said calmly.

Nan Zhentian immediately shook his shoulders, and his body immediately burst out with a powerful aura of late stage internal energy.

Xiao Chen was also not to be outdone. He stretched out his hand with his palm facing the sky, as if he was holding something heavy, and it slowly lifted up.

Immediately, from his body as the center of the circle, a strong gust of wind spread out, and the two momentums collided together.

The burst of momentum caused the arena to shake violently, and the faces of the people under the arena changed slightly.

Those who were watching the battle and who were weak in cultivation were even knocked to the ground by the strong wind.

Changkuro's expression changed slightly, and he forcibly improved his inner strength to resist.

The strong wind picked up his clothes, but could not blow his body.

Changkuro said coldly: "Grandstanding!"

Xiao Chen ignored Chang Jiulang, he and Nan Zhentian looked at each other.

The momentum of both of them has been raised to its peak, and what follows will be a life-and-death battle.

Nan Zhentian sneered and took the lead, moving so fast that he couldn't even see his shadow.

Xiao Chen raised his hand and punched the empty air on one side with a fierce punch.

Immediately, Nan Zhentian's figure appeared under Xiao Chen's fist.

Nan Zhentian's figure paused, and he immediately slipped out in embarrassment.

Nan Zhentian barely stabilized his figure, with a hint of surprise and amusement in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for so long, Xiao Chen's strength would have improved to such an extent that he could defeat him with one punch.

A faint smile slowly appeared on Xiao Chen's face, and he said calmly to Nan Zhentian: "We should treat each other with admiration after three days of separation, not to mention it has been so long."

"If you still underestimate me, I'm afraid you will die miserably."

Nan Zhentian retracted the contempt for Xiao Chen in his eyes.

Xiao Chen was right. If he dared to despise Xiao Chen again, he might die miserably.

Nan Zhentian exploded all his energy, and then slapped his palm on the ground of the arena.
Chapter completed!