Chapter 294 must sit

When Yanchuan and his cold eyes heard this, they were shocked and looked back at Dong Shaobao in surprise and said, "Brother, are you all right?"

Xiao Chen looked at Dong Shaobao's high fighting spirit, and was stunned at first. Then he smiled and said appreciatively, "Okay, it is worthy of being the heir of the overlord's martial arts. He is bold."

When Dong Shaobao heard that Master Xiao Chen supported him, he nodded more vigorously.

Yanchuan and coldly saw this scene, looked at each other strangely, and then shook their heads and said, "Crazy, they are simply crazy. I heard that the demon king is an eighth-level figure of King Wu, Shaobao, if you want to challenge him, I'm afraid..."

He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was obvious.

Yan suddenly asked coldly, "No, you see, his momentum is so strong that it seems that he is more than the eighth level of the King of Wu."

"You don't know anything about this. That's the martial arts of the demon master. The demon master has always despised the world. Of course, the momentum is strong, even with his martial arts. The momentum of the demon king practicing the martial arts of the demon god is of course far more than that of the martial arts king of the same level, which further illustrates the extraordinary martial arts of the martial arts of the god. He explained to him with cold eyes and insight.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen kept nodding and felt quite reasonable. Then he looked at Dong Shaobao and asked, "Well, do you still dare to challenge the Demon King?"

Dong Shaobao nod his head, and a sense of war soared. He said proudly, "Why don't you dare!"

The flames in both eyes are burning, and the air machine between heaven and earth shakes.

Domineering martial arts are also heroic and not afraid of any suffering.

The appearance of the demon king is unexpected by many people.

The battle of the black snake on the ring has stopped, and only the fire lion in the air is still entangled with the eighth-level martial king. Everyone looked at the sudden appearance of the white-haired demon king, which was really too powerful.

The demon king stood on the stage, with a cold breath, arrogant momentum, and cold eyes, all showing the martial arts temperament of the demon god.

In heaven and earth, I am the only one.

"It's noisy and annoying."

The demon master suddenly opened his mouth, and then suddenly took action and bombarded the eighth-level martial arts king who was fighting with the fire lion in the air.

The king of martial arts in the air did not expect someone to suddenly intervene, felt a frightened crisis, and now hurriedly waved a palm to resist.

This eight-level martial arts king used 80% of his strength in a hurry, guessing that even if he couldn't suppress his opponent, he could at least resist and buy himself time.

But he didn't expect that his palm was blown out and collided with the devil's palm. There was almost no pause. He was immediately pushed and pulled by the devil's big hand and continued to suppress it.

"Ah..." The eighth-level martial king was shocked and wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The demon king actually shook the eighth-level martial king out with one palm and fell out of the square far away.

Wow......

There was an uproar under the stage.

As soon as the demon king took action, he actually slapped the eighth-level martial arts king away with one move, which was completely crushed, and the battle ended with a no suspenseful palm.

"Wow, this is too horrible." Yanchuan and cold eyes grew up together.

The two of them were still like this, and the crowd around them was boiling.

"Is this the descendant of the Demon Lord? It's too strong."

"This man's strength is that King Wu's level 9 is not his opponent."

"The magic martial arts are too domineering. The legendary first god of war really lives up to its reputation."

"Is there going to be another demon on the mainland?"

The crowd in the square exploded for the appearance of a demon king and talked about it. After all, the identity of the heir of the demon lord is really shocking.

In the past, it has been rumored that there was no heir of the Demon Lord, which was very mysterious, but now, the descendants of the Demon Lord actually appeared strongly in the Holy Martial Arts Conference, which shocked the capital.

Xiao Chen frowned when he saw this scene and felt that all this seemed to be very simple.

Today's Shengwu Conference, the mysterious descendant of the Demon King appeared. Why is there no news about the descendant of the Demon King in previous years?

And Xiao Chen also noticed that the demon king's action just now seemed to have a target. The capture was not to catch the fire lion, but to the enemy of the competitive palace. What is the connection between this?

"Is it... Is the demon king from the competitive palace?!" Xiao Chen made a dark and bold guess.

As soon as this idea came out, Xiao Chen felt that it was very possible.

On the stage, the powerful means shown by the demon king's blow shocked the whole audience. The fire lion immediately fell from the air and looked at the demon king in a daze. The demon king's eyes swept over. Everyone felt an inexplicable pressure and hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to look at each other.

The demon king has already had a tendency to be a king.

Then, he stepped forward without saying a word, came to the first seat and sat down, holding the chair with both hands, with a faint momentum of reigning the world.

And no one objected to all this.

Strength is the king's way, and it is indeed a famous saying.

At this moment, under the pressure of the demon king, all of them dared not move and swept them one after another. Then Xuanshe, the competitive palace and others seemed to have received some orders, and then chose a seat and sat down. Unexpectedly, no one dared to sit next to the demon king. The third position.

The more you leave the demon king, the more you will be oppressed by the momentum of the demon king. Even the snake sitting in the fourth position is like a needle and needle.

The fire lion sat in the fifth position and glanced at the demon king with fear, but the latter sat in the first position, as if sitting on the throne, without paying attention to others at all.

The situation calmed down for a while after the Demon King appeared, and the chaotic situation ended, and the people below looked at each other in con's face.

However, there is a demon king, but no one has any objection.

After all, the reputation of the demon god of martial arts is too high.

The first person of the god of war doesn't know how terrible his martial arts are.

One after another, 50 martial arts stickers appeared, and the strength of the martial arts behind them should not be underestimated. In the previous battle, someone successfully grabbed the martial arts stickers and replaced the original owner.

Even in the competitive palace, three people have been replaced.

So now, in addition to Xiao Chen, there are six people in the arena.

Fire Lion and Xuanshe, together with the other five seven-level warriors, are still strong.

It's just that Xiao Chen can't decide whether the demon king is from the competitive palace or not.

Seeing the rise tomorrow, Xiao Chen guessed that the host messenger of Wanhuangmen might be coming soon, and there were only two seats left on the stage. Xiao Chen said more Dong Shaobao, "Shaobao, let's go up."

"Yes, Master." Dong Shaobao nodded.

With that, the two flew to the ring.

They finally went to the ring and suddenly attracted the attention of countless people.

Xiao Chen began to understand how it was so eye-catching, but then he understood after looking at the seat.

Because he and Dong Shaobao were the last to take the stage, the seats of 50 chairs are basically full now, leaving only two chairs next to the Demon King empty, and there is obviously no place to choose.

Seeing this scene, the fire lion and the black snake suddenly flashed a light in their eyes, and they laughed in their hearts.

"Let you be arrogant and make you crazy. Now let's see if you have the courage to sit next to the demon king."

Many people have this idea. They want to see if Xiao Chen and Dong Shaobao have the courage to sit next to the demon king. Some people even whispered under the stage, "I guess they absolutely dare not sit there."

"Why?"

"Did you see how domineering the demon king was just now? Not to mention whether the demon king will do it, but that momentum, no one sitting next to him will not be able to stand it." The man obviously looked down on Xiao Chen.

Other people suddenly felt polite and guessed that Xiao Chen did not dare to go there.

After Yanchuan and cold-eyed noticed this situation, they were also scared, and their backs were sweating coldly.

Yan Chuan whispered, "Do you think the master will sit over?"

"I don't know, but I know that if it were me, I would never sit there. That's the demon king, the descendant of the demon god of martial arts. I'd rather find a weak martial king to repair and grab a seat than provoke the demon king. His cold eyes trembled with fear, "That breath is really horrible."

Yanchuan looked at it, but suddenly said with interest, "But I really want the master to sit down and have a try."

"Why?" Cold-eyed.

"Because I want to see how strong the master is?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

Hearing the words, he was stunned and recalled that Xiao Chen had indeed not lost since he met Xiao Chen, and then he said thoughtfully, "I also suddenly want to see it."

Everyone's eyes are locked on the high platform, and many people have begun to bet secretly that Xiao Chen and Dong Shaobao dare to sit in the second and third chairs.

In the dark, on a high-rise building in the distance, a slim figure and an old man are looking at the stage from afar. These two are the hosts of today's Sanxiu Shengwu Conference and the special envoy of Wanhuangmen.

The two had planned to appear before, but when they saw Xiao Chen and Dong Shaobao on the stage, they stopped again after leaving two seats beside Mojun.

The old man brushed his beard, smiled faintly, and his eyes flashed. He said, "Hey, I also want to see if these two guys have the courage to sit next to the demon king. If they don't even have this courage, haha... Then I don't think they need to enter the Wanhuang Gate.

The woman's face was covered with a white veil, covering her whole face, with a sense of mystery. The woman's breath was like an empty mountain valley, just standing there, but it seemed to be the only color between heaven and earth.

But if she doesn't pay attention, it seems that she doesn't respect her.

And from her figure, it can be seen that a woman must be a beautiful woman.

She looked at the figure on the high platform and turned her eyes to the figure on the ring. Her red lips under the white veil opened gently and said faintly, "I bet he will dare to sit down."

"Oh? Why are you so sure?!"

The woman has been saying for a long time, like answering or saying to herself: "Because he has to sit down."