The Great Elder of the Fishman tribe was so aggrieved, because Murong Chen bet that he lost. Even if he was willing to accept the loss, he was unwilling to accept it. However, one of his arms was slashed by the Longyuan Sword in Murong Chen's hand.

The elder felt very wronged. Fortunately, at this time, Wuqi, the chief of the Fishman tribe, stepped forward to stand up to him.

An even more surprising scene happened. The clan leader Wuqi slapped Murong Chen's chest with a palm. Not only did Murong Chen not suffer any damage, but also made Wuqi beg for mercy as if he was. This scene reversed too quickly, and everyone present sighed.

The Wuqi, the chief of the Fishman clan, is basically at the Xiaotian realm of cultivation. Murong Chen has not yet broken through his awakening, and his martial arts cultivation has reached the Silver Moon realm, even so.

The clan leader Wuqi's palm not only did not cause any damage, but Murong Chen caused the damage, but also caused Wuqi's own martial arts cultivation to decline. Only Wuqi himself knew this.

Murong Chen was a dragon-slaying body, and there was a faint body of Longlong's body. Two dragon horns grew on the head, which was simply a deaf person.

Wuqi was also sure in his heart that Murong Chen was not an ordinary human race, nor a monster race, but a legendary dragon race, and Murong Chen was also a weapon refining master.

Having a very good practice talent, Wuqi believes in the secret of Zhentian Tower.

Murong Chen can definitely solve the restrictions and spells on the Heavenly Tower. The Heavenly Tower is the supreme treasure left by the peerless dragon powerhouses.

Murong Chen should be the Dragon Clan, and Wuqi was secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't want to make this public.

Murong Chen has very good use value. Keeping Murong Chen in the fishman tribe is definitely beneficial without any harm.

The Great Elder of the Fishman tribe looked very ugly. The only arm left was covering his painful face. A red mark of his finger had appeared on his face. After a while, he was beaten and his face swollen directly, looking like a pig's head from a distance.

"Pooh!"

The great elder of the fishman tribe spitted, and the saliva was covered with blood and several teeth that he had been knocked out.

Unexpectedly, Wuqi, the chief of the clan, slapped himself in front of everyone for this Murong Chen. After the slap, he left. Instead, he took Murong Chen to the Sea God Palace of the Fishman tribe, on the stands.

What will be carried out next, according to the rules of the conventional weapon refining competition, is to carefully identify and recognize these refined weapons and magic weapons, whether they have reached the level of super magic weapons.

The Great Elder of the Fishman clan staggered and followed Murong Chen's figure. He finally rushed up and grabbed Wuqi's arm, "Captain, why did you treat me like this!"

The elder of the fishman tribe pointed at Murong Chen, and his whole body was trembling with hatred. He knew that Wuqi, the chief of the clan, slapped Murong Chen with a sternum, but Murong Chen was not hurt.

The elder of the fishman tribe did not believe that Wuqi's attack power could not hurt Murong Chen. It must be the leader of the great clan, Wuqi, who showed mercy and acted like a person, but he became a victim.

"Captain of the clan, Murong Chen should be killed. He slandered Wuyunshan and Urta, and chopped down one of my arms!"

The Great Elder of the Fishman tribe wanted to continue talking, and felt another pain on his swollen face.

With a bang! The slap was even heavier, and Wuqi vented all his resentment on the face of the Great Elder of the Fishman tribe, and the slap was almost exhausted.

The Great Elder of the Fishman race turned around a few times, without any sense of direction. He felt that his eyes were dark and purple, and his eyes were filled with stars. Before he could react, Wuqi cursed: "As the Great Elder of the Fishman race, he is willing to accept the loss. Do you still understand this truth?

It’s really embarrassing to us, get out of here!”

What?

!The Great Elder of the Fishman Clan was completely crazy. Unexpectedly, the Grand Clan Chief Wuqi was only a weapon refiner in the Yaoxing Realm who was the only weapon refiner in the Yaoxing Realm.

“What to look at?

Get out of here! Get Wuyunshan’s body back as soon as possible. If he can’t participate in the final of the weapon refining competition tomorrow, I will not only cut off your other arm, but also kill you!"

The eldest clan leader Wuqi glared at the elder, "Get out now!"

The elder of the Fishman tribe used his only remaining arm, my own face, which was red and swollen like a pig's head, and was full of tears. I didn't expect that such a thing would happen! The members and elders of the Fishman tribe were also shocked, although they didn't know what happened when the Fishman tribe, the eldest clan leader Wuqi, fought with Murong Chen?

But the only thing that is certain is that Wuqi cannot hurt the young man in front of him wearing white clothes, elegant and handsome, sword-browed and star-like appearance.

Moreover, judging from the attitude of the clan leader, he seemed to be very respectful to this young man. In a blink of an eye, Murong Chen became a fishman, big.

On the seat next to the patriarch Wuqi, the seat originally belonged to the leader of the human race.

"Mr. Murong! I just didn't know that you are a descendant of the Dragon Clan!"

Yunru's clan leader Wuqi made his own small calculations. If Murong Chen was a descendant of the dragon clan and had such a demonic leveling talent, then the Heaven-Shenzhen Tower was within easy reach. I believe the restrictions and spells on the Heaven-Shenzhen Tower could be easily solved.

Murong Chen smiled slightly, "I am just a very ordinary person. I come from the southern continent of Wuyang Continent, and the Murong family in the Dragon City! This time I came to participate in the weapon refining competition, it was entirely because of Wuen!"

Murong Chen continued: "Wuen is a very good person, but he has been having sex with Urta and Wuyun Mountain of the Fishman tribe. And there is one thing I have to remind you, what I said to you is right, and the facts have proved that this is true. There are many people coming to the demon tribe today. They participated in the weapon refining competition, so they must have had plans!"

"Hahaha, it's impossible!"

Wu Qi, the chief of the Fishman tribe, said with great certainty: "It is precisely because of this incident that we drove Wuen out of the Fishman tribe. No matter how evil words confuse the public, it is simply nonsense. My Fishman tribe and the Demon tribe have always had a good relationship. How can the demon tribe be? It is not good for me to do things that violate our mutual covenant!"

There is a covenant between the fishman and the demon clan, which means mutual help and support.

Especially in the West Sea Continent, Tianyin Temple dominates the area, while Tianyin Temple has been suppressing the demon clan. The demon clan is in danger and survives. This is why the fish-human clan has reached a covenant between the two clans! In order to show loyalty, the demon clan will hand over many Tianyuan Dans and some weapons and weapons every year like the fish-human clan to express their loyalty to the human clan.

The eldest tribe Wuqi felt that the eldest tribe's elder and Urta Wuyun Mountain colluded with the demons.

Although many demon generals have come to these demons who participated in the weapon refining competition today, these people are not their opponents at all. As long as the black flag raises his hands and feet, they can completely kill these demons.

The clan leader Wuqi said softly: "If Mr. Murong doesn't dislike him, can he choose to stay in my fish human race?

And if Mr. Murong is interested in the third princess of the Tiger Man tribe, I can also be a matchmaker for you and make you a marriage with the third princess, Tiger Girl!"

"The tiger human race, at least, will also sell the face of the fish human race, the eldest tribe, Wuqi?

How is it?

Mr. Murong can consider it!"

The leader of the clan Wuqi said: "When I come to my fish human race, you can directly be the apprentice of the elder of the flower robe. In the future, your weapon refining will definitely be more perfect!"

Murong Chen was simply enjoying it. The elder of the flower robe of the fishman tribe is at best a weapon refining master. His martial arts cultivation has just reached the Silver Moon Realm, and it is still far from the Haori Realm.

Not to mention such a person, even the Zixiao Zhenren of the Martial God Temple, Murong Chen didn't take it seriously at all. It took a lot of effort to enjoy being his disciple.

In Murong Chen's heart, the only one who can be his master is the old man in purple robe.

I don’t know where the old man is now and whether he has connections with his family.

"Thank you for your kindness in the clan leader. After participating in this weapon refining competition, I will go back to the Temple of the Martial God!"

Murong Chen sat directly beside the clan leader, so he was high above, giving Murong Chen enough face, but Murong Chen, you think this is not a place for him to stay for a long time. Besides, this fishman is not a place he should stay. He just wants to get the Sky-Shenzhen Tower rewarded by the weapon refining competition and the fragments of his own sword from the statue of the sea god worshipped in the Sea God Palace! After these two things are completed, Murong Chen will return to the Holy Temple to participate in the Wanxiang Competition of the disciples outside the Martial Sacred Temple! Urta looked at the great elder whose head was swollen like a pig's head, and he had one arm missing, and his eyes were very angry. He looked at Murong Chen sitting on the high platform and thought to cut Murong Chen into pieces.

"master!"

Urta looked at the very miserable elder, "Are you okay?"

!”

The Great Elder's broken arm can still be reborn, but the difficulty is already very great. In addition, his current martial arts cultivation is not particularly high, and it will take countless money and pills to reborn the broken arm.

“How is Wuyun Mountain?

!”

The Great Elder of the Fishman asked in a hoarse voice.

"The recovery is almost done. We both will participate in the final of the weapon refining competition tomorrow! At that time, we will definitely win this Murong Chen. No matter what, we can't let Murong Chen leave the fisherman alive!"

Urta gritted his teeth, and his arms and thighs were exerted, and a burst of pain came from the Shanghai area.

"There is also that Nangong Hongxiu. I want to ravage it to death to relieve my hatred!"

"And that Uen, I will use a knife to chop his body piece by piece!"

"As for that fat monk with big ears, I can let him live for the time being!"

Urta frowned and shivered with anger. He had never suffered such grievances before. Those who had caused him to be wronged would definitely have no good results.

The great elder of the fishman clan instructed: "Don't forget that we have something to do tomorrow! If I help the demon clan this time, I can obtain the demon clan's supreme cultivation technique, reaching the realm of half a human and half a demon, and breaking my arm can also grow again!"

Urta said respectfully: "The master is right, the disciple remember!"

The great elder of the Fishman tribe, with the support of several Fishman tribe members, slowly left, holding a grudge against Wuen in his heart and scolded Wuen countless times.

"I couldn't bear it! Since you treated me like this, don't blame me for being ruthless and unrighteous!"

The Great Elder of the Fishman tribe was silently reciting in his heart.

The elder of the flower robe looked at the weapons and weapons in front of him, and the endless, in front of the Sea God Palace, those.

Artifact Refiner.

"According to the rules of the competition, there is another chance, and the time is only one hour. If you all here want to try to refine it, a super-grade magic weapon, you can continue to refine it. This is the last chance, and it is related to whether you can participate in the final of tomorrow's weapon refining competition!"

The elder of the flower robe said.

As the elder of the flower robe spoke, he looked at the Dragon Abyss sword refined by Murong Chen, and he loved it so much.

"There is another chance, I'm going to give it a try!"

"If you use the kid in white to refine weapons, can you refine super-grade magic weapons?"

"My martial arts cultivation is much higher than that of the white-clothed boy Murong Chen. If he uses his weapon refining furnace and cauldron, he will definitely be able to refine super-grade divine weapons, and maybe he can also refine super-grade divine weapons!"

"Don't even compete with me. This guy in white has a refining furnace and cauldron belongs to me!"

"Get out of your way, I've long taken a fancy to this refining furnace and cauldron!"

Many weapon refiners started arguing with each other, and many even took action.

The demon clan also has two demon generals who have not refined the super magic weapon. They have long stood beside the weapon refining furnace and cauldron refined by Murong Chen, trying to take the weapon refining furnace and cauldron for themselves.

With this weapon refining furnace and cauldron, it must be very easy to refine weapons and magic weapons. Murong Chen used it very shortly! And they had enough time to be able to practice it! For a time, the scene of the weapon refining competition was in chaos. Many weapon refining masters fought desperately for the weapon refining furnace and cauldron refined by Murong Chen. The scene was out of control for a while, with sword lights and sword shadows, spiritual energy surged, and fist blades and palm winds everywhere.

There is no way to control these! The weapon refiner has a very simple idea. With Murong Chen’s weapon refining furnace, it will definitely be twice the result with half the effort! The sky is filled with the smell of blood.

The clan leader Wuqi did not stop him, but smiled slightly, "This is the weapon refining competition I want!"

Murong Chen moved the Ancestral Dragon Sword in his hand.

"It's definitely true!"

Murong Chen thought to himself: "In the Sea God Palace, there must be fragments of the Ancestral Dragon Sword in the statue of the Sea God worshipped!"

However, if you want to get this fragment of the broken sword, it is almost impossible to destroy the statue of the Sea God.
Chapter completed!