Unparalleled Martial God

The Nine Spirit King and the others were sure that the brat in front of them was Chu Yang. This was mostly because of the humiliation that Chu Yang had given them. It was too unforgettable.    

    

However, Chu Yang had yet to admit it. Everyone's eyes were focused on him – could it be that this little brat was the infamous Chu Feng?    

    

But how could that be possible? Chu Feng was only eight or nine years old, and his appearance was not caused by some sort of transformation technique.    

    

Many people were also waiting for the answer. Only Cao Zhi sighed deeply in his heart, "It was exposed in the end!"    

    

At this time, Silver Wolf and Jin Duo also widened their eyes, wishing that their eyes could rest on Chu Yang.    

    

"Chu Yang, their savage nephew is Chu Yang!"    

    

They were sweating. What the heck, this was fine.    

    

At this moment, they finally understood why this rotten child had Chu Yang's appearance and why they called him a nephew.    

    

The Five Elements Sect disciples were also dumbfounded at this moment. Chu Yang, who caused such chaos in the Five Elements Sect and stirred up the Eastern Wasteland, was actually right beside them.    

    

The parrot's eyes swept over the crowd and finally confirmed one fact: The so-called Chu Yang was definitely going to be too awesome. Otherwise, the crowd wouldn't have such a reaction.    

    

Also, it had confirmed the fact that the little kid wasn't actually a little kid at all. This thing was obviously a big wicked person, but it had miraculously turned him from a big wicked person into a small wicked person.    

    

"F * ck you, God. Don't you think this wicked thing is too strong? This Divine Bird was killed by you."    

    

When the parrot saw Chu Yang's small body again, it was horrified. It had thought of a great fortune, and the Chu Yang in front of it seemed to have obtained such a great fortune.    

    

"What, you want revenge?"    

    

Chu Yang's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the little golden peng, the Nine Spirit King, and the Winged Tiger King. All of their spirits were shaken, as if they were about to break apart.    

    

"It really is that bastard, that wicked bastard!"    

    

Even though they were certain that it was Chu Yang, they were still shocked when Chu Yang admitted it himself.    

    

They had heard too much about this person before and felt too deeply about him. They had imagined him as their enemy countless times before, but they never would have thought that he would look like this when he saw Chu Yang.    

    

Moreover, this Chu Yang had been walking in front of them for who knows how long, toying with them while they were still fooled.    

    

They were sure that Chu Yang already laughed them to death and he also looked down on them because they were really too inferior.    

    

Boom!    

    

The horde of demons trembled, and their minds were completely shaken. Upon learning that the little kid in front of them was a human, many demonic beasts were so terrified that they all retreated in unison, feeling extremely terrified.    

    

Besieging Chu Yang, besieging this great demon king Chu, this great b * stard, was seeking death.    

    

The Demon King Chu had chosen the Soul Devouring Sect and the Thousand Devil Sect, two of the most powerful sects in the Eastern Wastelands. At that time, wasn't there a lot of people ganging up to beat up the Demon King Chu?    

    

Also, the little Golden Roc King, Nine Spirit King, Winged Tiger King, Little Three Eyes King, and Princess Fox that they revered were all ruthlessly humiliated by the great bastard Chu. They stripped naked and hung up to dry.    

    

If the Demon King Chu wanted to kill the little golden peng and the others, it would be a matter of minutes.    

    

How could they not be shocked? How could they not be afraid. After all, Chu Yang was a man of his words.    

    

"Ha ha!" Chu Yang laughed out loud and then looked at the monsters, "Since you know you're scared, why aren't you kneeling down to apologize and shout the slogan of a great genius!"    

    

"There is no need to fear him!"    

    

Suddenly, the voice was ice-cold, hard as metal, without a shred of emotion — Little Gold Roc King.