On the street, the surging crowd was like a torrent rushing towards the killing battlefield. It was very lively, no less than the scene of the competition between Xiao Huo and the Black Hell Madman that day.

Because many people want to see if Lin Chen, a cheap father, can avenge his cheap daughter?

The killing battlefield soon became overcrowded. Xiaohuo sat with the Goddess Muqing and the Luntian Divine Ancestor. She looked around and said bitterly:

"Why hasn't the big bad guy from the Black Prison come yet? Damn it, how dare you make my dad wait for him."

Lin Chen said: "What are you in a hurry? Sit down and stop causing trouble for me."

Xiao Huo retorted plausibly: "No, my daughter is the best."

Muqing Goddess, Lun Tian God Ancestor and others couldn't help laughing. Lin Chen glared at her and suddenly saw a coquettish red figure, which was the Scarlet Demon Witch.

As soon as this woman came in from the outside, her charming temperament and devilish figure attracted a lot of hot eyes.

Especially the demon geniuses were all jealous of Lin Chen and lamented the injustice of God.

This is the stunning beauty of their demon tribe. Why do they prefer a human kid?

no!

I must ask the Black Hell Madman to teach this self-righteous boy a lesson later.

Among all the people present, the one who was most jealous of Lin Chen was the Blood Nether Spear Ancestor. He clenched his fists fiercely and said bitterly: "Why hasn't the Black Prison Madman come yet?"

He wanted to watch Lin Chen lose to the mad devil in the black prison.

Soon, the Scarlet Witch came to Lin Chen and made a Wanfu gift, but before she could speak, Xiaohuo retorted: "You are not welcome here, leave quickly."

Chi Lian Witch smiled at her, and then said to Lin Chen: "Master Tianjian, Chi Lian knows that you will definitely win, so I came here in advance to say hello."

"Thank you." Lin Chen nodded.

"Chi Lian is over there to help you, take your leave."

The Scarlet Demon Witch raised her finger and pointed to a pavilion in the east, then smiled at Lin Chen, then turned around and flew away, leaving only a seductive figure behind.

Immediately afterwards, an angry and crazy voice came from behind Lin Chen: "Ah! Damn woman, how dare you ignore me, my aunt?"

Lin Chen turned around and saw Xiao Huo standing on the stone bench, shouting angrily with her hands on her hips. He immediately raised his hand to press her little head and pushed her back onto the bench:

"Sit tight for me."

Xiao Huo sat down angrily, but his two big eyes were still glaring at Chi Lian Witch, but she was ignored, and the little girl was so angry that she completely lost her temper.

Soon, Wanling Dragon Girl and Xuyun Huannu came. The former was like a noble hibiscus, while the latter was like an orchid in an empty valley. It can be said that each has its own merits.

After a while, Chitian Yanzu came.

I saw him as flamboyant and elegant as ever, wearing a fire-patterned robe that made a roar, laughing at Lin Chen, giving a thumbs up and saying:

"Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, there are not many people who dare to challenge the lunatic. You are one of them. I, Chi Tian, ​​admire you. If we have a chance, let's compare notes."

"Okay." Lin Chen responded readily.

Xiao Huo curled his lips and said: "My defeated general, you are not qualified to compete with my father."

Chitian Yanzu smiled and said: "Nine Yang Fire Boy, it's not you who have the final say whether I, Chitian, am qualified."

After saying that, he sat on the side of the half-orcs.

Xiao Huo just ignored Chi Lian Witch, and was simmering with anger in her heart. Now she was criticized by him again, and she shouted angrily: "Auntie, I will teach you a lesson again if I have a chance."

Chitian Yanzu laughed and said, "I, Chitian, will be waiting."

Even though he had been defeated by Xiao Huo before, he was still not afraid.

Xiaohuo was so angry that he went crazy: "Ah! I'm so angry with my aunt."

"Sit tight."

Lin Chen held her down.

Xiao Huo snorted reluctantly, suddenly looked towards the entrance, and shouted: "Dad, the big bad guy from the Black Prison is here."

"I saw it."

Lin Chen nodded calmly. In his sight, he saw that the Black Prison Madman was still dressed as he had been for ten years, with a tattered black robe and messy hair, looking like a beggar.

But with such an appearance, no one dared to look down upon him, including Lin Chen, because he defeated Xiao Huo upright.

At this moment, the demon cultivators became excited and bowed one after another and shouted: "Master Black Prison."

"quack."

The crazy devil from the Black Prison laughed, and turned his two dark eyeballs, scanning the whole place, and finally landed on Lin Chen, saying: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, you are a qualified father."

Lin Chen glanced at Xiao Huo and replied speechlessly: "She is not my daughter."

Xiaohuo was not happy anymore and shouted angrily: "Dad, isn't my daughter your little baby? Why do you fall out and stop recognizing others?"

"Hahaha……"

The whole audience burst into laughter, feeling that Lin Chen could only consider himself unlucky for having such a cheap daughter.

Lin Chen glared at Xiao Huo with a dumbfounded look, and then said to the Black Prison Madman: "Since you are here, let's get started."

"As a father, you want to avenge your daughter. If I don't help you, then wouldn't you become a madman?" the Black Prison Madman said sternly.

"Is this guy really crazy or fake?"

Lin Chen was a little speechless. He murmured in his heart, then said "please", then he rose up in the air, landed on the killing platform with a swish, and set off a sword light.

But I never expected that the crazy devil in the black prison did not move, but Chi Tianyanzu, who was watching the excitement, moved. He stepped on the fire cloud and walked to the opposite side of Lin Chen, the heat wave rolling.

"What's going on? What's Chitian Yanzu going up to do?"

Everyone was confused. Monk Zhang Er was confused.

Xiaohuo stepped on the stone bench and scolded: "Bad guy Chitian, my dad is competing with the big bad guy from Black Prison. Why are you joining in the fun? Get off now."

Chitian Yanzu laughed loudly and said: "Nine Yang Fire Boy, I just said that I would compete with you and me if I had the chance, and he agreed."

As he said that, he looked at Lin Chen with a fighting spirit and asked with a smile: "I think today is the best opportunity. Are you right, Heavenly Sword God Ancestor?"

Lin Chen's eyes narrowed and he said calmly: "If the crazy devil in the black prison has no objection, I don't care."

Chitian Yanzu immediately yelled at the Black Prison Madman: "Madman, what do you say?"

The mad devil from the Black Prison laughed strangely and said: "It's up to you. If he can't even defeat you, then I don't have to take action."

Many demon geniuses immediately echoed: "Master Black Prison is right, the Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor cannot defeat your Chitian Yan Ancestor, then he is not qualified to compete with us, Lord Black Prison."

Seeing this, the other cultivators from all races started making noises without thinking it was a big deal. Only Lun Tian Divine Ancestor and others looked unhappy, feeling that Chi Tian Yan Ancestor's move was a bit excessive.

Xiaohuo was furious, glared at Chitian Yanzu and shouted: "Chitian, you bad guy, my father will beat you to pieces."

After saying that, she clenched her fist and waved at the other party.

"That's not necessarily the case."

Ancestor Chitian Yan was flamboyant and arrogant, and he immediately said to Lin Chen with a smile: "Ancestor Tianjian, madman has no objection, everyone is also looking forward to our competition, what do you think?"

"please."

Lin Chen raised his hand and waved it, and a sword light appeared in his hand, turning into a dragon sword. The sharp sword tip spread out dazzling ripples of sword light.

Chitian Yanzu laughed, clasped his fists towards the east of the battle platform and said, "Referee, I'll drink later, come up and preside over the competition between this junior and the Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor."

"What are you urging me to do? Wait until this referee finishes drinking this sip."

A drunken voice came, and after a while, the gray-robed referee was seen slowly walking over, licking his wine belly and belching wine.

He rolled up his sleeves, wiped the taste of wine from his mouth, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Chitian Yan Ancestor, Heavenly Sword Ancestor, are you sure about this competition?"
Chapter completed!