Supreme Battle King

Chiang Zhan still had a carefree look on his face. Although he could tell that silk-clothed elder had already reached the True God Stage Peak of Third Layer, and his overall strength had reached the peak of the True God Stage, he didn't really care about it.    

The reason was very simple. There wasn't only one top True God Stage expert in Wind Cloud Pavilion, so it wasn't worth making a fuss about.    

"Young master Feihong has accumulated a lot of experience, and has grown up late. It seems like another genius is going to appear in the Mo family." silk-clothed elder, who was called Manager Ge, had a flash of divine light in his eyes. Obviously, he had seen through Mo Feihong's strength. However, just as he praised Mo Feihong, he suddenly shifted his attention to Chiang Zhan.    

Surprise, shock, disbelief?    

Manager Ge felt a strong sense of danger from Chiang Zhan's body. This was a sign that only evenly matched experts would encounter each other.    

He was only a First Layer of Heavenly God Stage, but his strength was comparable to a peak True God Stage expert. No one in the nearby five cities could match such a monstrous genius, let alone Gold City.    

Manager Ge was shocked. He hastily cupped his fists at Chiang Zhan and said in a clear voice, "This young hero looks unfamiliar. I didn't know that he was the genius of Mo Family. I apologize for my negligence just now."    

Before he finished his words, the crowd was in an uproar.    

When all the experts in the Wind Cloud Pavilion heard Manager Ge's words, their eyes were filled with shock.    

Manager Ge was a peak True God Stage expert, and he had a strong foundation. He was very powerful, and there were very few people who could match him in terms of strength. How could such an existence attach so much importance to a Heavenly God Stage ant? It was truly incomprehensible.    

Although they couldn't understand Chiang Zhan's strength, judging from Manager Ge's words, most of them could tell that this young man wasn't simple.    

As for the few peak True God Stage warriors, all of them were staring at Chiang Zhan with amazement.    

"This kid isn't simple."    

A peak True God Stage warrior murmured. As his voice was heard, everyone felt that Chiang Zhan was becoming more and more unfathomable.    

"Mo Nichang, you're really early..."    

Right at this moment, a voice that was as cold as ice but also like the sound of nature rang out.    

Including Chiang Zhan and the others, all the guests in Wind Cloud Pavilion had their eyes fixed on a peerless beauty.    

This was a woman as beautiful as Mo Nichang, about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was wearing a long white dress, and no one knew what material it was made of. It looked soft and smooth, and it was spotlessly clean. Moreover, it continuously emitted a heavy and vast pressure. It was also a low-grade divine artifact.    

This woman's beautiful hair fluttered in the air, and her facial features were exquisite. Her eyebrows were like swords, and her gaze was sharp. Her entire person was like a sharp sword that had been sheathed from its sheath. She was also like an icy snow lotus, and her coldness revealed an inviolable dignity. She was valiant and valiant, and her aura was unparalleled.    

"Xuanyuan Qingcheng..." Mo Nichang smiled coldly. Her starry eyes stared at the beauty in the white dress. It was obvious that she was ready to fight.    

Mo Feihong raised his eyebrows. Although there was no expression on his handsome face, his bright eyes were filled with disdain.    

"An ordinary True God Stage warrior!"    

A blazing light flashed across Chiang Zhan's eyes. He could see that the beauty in the white dress was very powerful. Under his senses, the vigorous and overbearing energy in her body was like a surging river, surging and surging.    

She was indeed worthy of being one of the seven heroes of Gold City. Xuanyuan Qingcheng, this girl's strength had far surpassed Mo Nichang's. Even now, the two of them were equally matched.    

"Niching, Qingcheng, you are all here. Where are the others?"    

Another exciting voice was heard. After Xuanyuan Qingcheng appeared, a black-clothed youth strode into Wind Cloud Pavilion.    

The man was tall and straight like a mountain. His long eyebrows reached his temples, and his eyes were like the blazing sun. Although he walked very calmly, he gave people the feeling of Mount Tai pressing down on him.    

He didn't release any of his strength. This was a kind of momentum that was naturally formed.    

"Zhao Tiangang..."    

Gasps came from the crowd. It was as if the person who had come had a great reputation and everyone present knew who he was.    

Chiang Zhan had never seen black-clothed youth before, but he knew that this person must be one of the seven heroes of Gold City. Furthermore, he found out that this person was stronger than Mo Nichang and Xuanyuan Qingcheng, even though the gap between them wasn't huge. However, if a battle broke out, Mo Nichang and Xuanyuan Qingcheng would undoubtedly lose.    

"The seven heroes of Gold City are finally going to reunite. This time, we have to decide who is stronger."    

Boom!    

A shocking battle intent swept across the entire Wind Cloud Pavilion like a tornado. After that, a purple-clothed youth stepped forward. He was laughing loudly, and his sonorous voice was like the roar of a tiger or a dragon. It shook the soul and shook the entire place.    

"Brother Sheng is right. I've been looking forward to this battle for a long time."    

"Although the seven heroes of the Gold City are on par with each other and are renowned throughout the entire city, their individual strengths and weaknesses are still different. Today is the perfect time to test them out."    

Behind the purple-clothed youth were two other young men. Each of them was an ordinary True God Stage warrior, and one of them was wearing a blood-red robe. He was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, as if he could be blown away by the wind at any moment. However, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, and his facial expression was cold. His pair of ice-blade-like eyes were shining with a sharp light. No one dared to look him in the eye.    

The second young man wore a silver long robe. His body was thin and his flesh was condensed. His facial features were like chopping axes and axes. His resoluteness revealed a powerful majesty that could not be resisted.    

"Mo Nichang, Xuanyuan Qingcheng, Zhao Tiangang, Sheng Ming and Fenghua. It's a pity that Xiao Yi didn't show up. Otherwise, the seven heroes of Gold City would have gathered today..."    

Everyone became excited. Many of them recognized black-clothed youth, the purple-clothed young man, red-robed youth, and the silver-clothed young man.    

Among the young generation of the Gold City, six of the seven heroes had appeared. It was truly a gathering of heroes, each with their own style. Could it be that they were going to have a showdown in Wind Cloud Pavilion?    

Everyone was excited and puzzled. Everyone was looking forward to the arrival of the last genius of the seven heroes of the Gold City.    

Rumble!    

As if he had sensed everyone's anticipation, a force that could shake the earth and the mountains surged from outside. Immediately after, a young man in a blue robe put his hands behind his back and slowly walked into Wind Cloud Pavilion.