Unparalleled Martial God

Although the aged voices and the many voices did not speak, their attitude seemed to be very clear. They were also very clear on what was going on and what was going on.    

    

It could be said that first the King of Chaos insulted him, then he was humiliated by others. There was no logic in that at all.    

    

The only difference was that he was still a noble king, while Chu Yang was just a commoner. The difference in status and identity was too great, so it wasn't impossible for him to kill Chu Yang.    

    

"Smoky Willow Locking Pond, Chu boy, do you have a better second half?"    

    

Among these people, some directly expressed their intentions through their actions, revealing their boundless interest in the "Smoky Willow Pond".    

    

"If there is such a wonderful second half, it would be as good as floating in the air!"    

    

"Kid Chu, do you have one?"    

    

Suddenly, three aged voices asked.    

    

Ka ka!    

    

The Fa Li in Chu Yang's body surged as his broken bones healed, restoring his internal organs. At the same time, he stood up and clasped his hands towards the sky, "This punk greets all the seniors!"    

    

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cursed in his heart. "Yes, of course! "I can say with certainty that I already have the second half. I just want to see how good the Central Region is."    

    

How arrogant, how arrogant!    

    

"Chu Tian, you really want to bully Central State. You think that not a single person in Central State can speak human words, right?"    

    

As soon as he heard these words, he knew that there was nothing he could do to save her. He would definitely become a laughingstock in the Central Plains.    

    

"That's a possibility!"    

    

After Chu Yang crossed the life and death tribulation, he did not cower but became even more presumptuous.    

    

He was extremely proud as he lifted his long hair before his forehead. After shaking his head narcissistically, he clasped his hands behind his back and paced around as he chanted, "The great river goes east, and the waves go away. On the east side of the base, the people said that the soul of the sky, Chu Lang, Zhong Zhou, was magnificent. Feathered fan towel, talking and laughing, the oars have been reduced to ashes. "    

    

His voice was also full of magnetism: "You should laugh at me for being sentimental. "Life is like a dream, a beautiful woman that swallows the river and shines the moon – Central State beauties, nice to meet you. Your husband will come, remember to wait for me!"    

    

In the end, he suddenly said this sentence, causing the void to seem as if it fell backwards. Those supreme characters also seemed to have completely collapsed, having been struck on the inside by his thunder.    

    

"…"    

    

Ye Bohun and Qiu Jian were also in a state of disarray. In their entire lives, they had never seen such a wondrous thing.    

    

"Why do I feel like this Chu Yang is a bit like Liu Xunhuan. It's just that this Chu Yang is even more unrestrained than Liu Xunhuan." As Ma KongQun looked at the narcissistic Chu Yang, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.    

    

Chu Yang's shamelessness caused a huge impact and it was only after a long while that he finally made a sound.    

    

"To the east of the great river, to the tides, to the people who have gone through the ages. Therefore, to the east, we shall say that it is fine if it's in front, but there seems to be something wrong with the soul of Chu Lang, in the back. "    

    

"More than that, he omitted a lot of sentences from the poem, which didn't correspond to the beginning and end of the poem."    

    

"Yes, indeed."    

    

The old voice paused for a moment before immediately lecturing, "Brat, a good poem has been made into a mess by you. Hurry up and bring out the original poem."    

    

Chu Yang rolled his eyes, how could he recite it? Do you know the Three Kingdoms knows about Red Cliff, Zhou Yu, and Zhuge Liang?    

    

If you don't know, then you won't understand it even if you recite it.    

    

He answered with incomparable haughtiness, "This is this marshal's opening remark. If it's a poem, then it's also a poem that this marshal introduced himself. It vividly depicts just how invincible this marshal is, and how lonely he is!"    

    

Then, he thought of something and knew that he could not avoid it. He said, "However, you seniors have really made good use of your eyesight to see through my weakness. Looks like I have to be more careful when I am around you, and can't bully you as if you are uncultured people — and if I change my appearance, I will definitely make you surrender to me with five bodies!"    

    

He carried his back as he paced back and forth. He was already prepared to escape, and he had caught all of them off guard.