Before the three of them could react, the giant palm of spiritual power had already slapped them hard.

Bang!

The three of them were instantly shot and flew backwards, falling to the ground one by one like building blocks that had been knocked apart.

"Ouch!"

Zhang Long was half lying on the ground, struggling to stand up.

However, as soon as he made a move, he suddenly spurted blood out of his mouth, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"This, how is this possible?"

"I was seriously injured by this kid's palm!"

"Still using the Three Talents Formation!"

The condition of the other two people was not much better. They were also vomiting blood and lying on the ground with a weak breath, as if they were seriously injured. Their eyes were full of horror.

I simply can't believe that Ning Chen can seriously hurt them with one palm!

Simply incredible!

Not far away, when Tang Zongkui saw this scene, he was immediately shocked and angry.

"Where does this kid come from? Can he defeat three half-step saints with one palm?"

"Could it be that he is the legendary Holy Realm? Is there such a young Holy Realm in the world?"

"Or maybe this kid is actually some kind of old antique, but he was rejuvenated by the power of the Holy Realm?"

"But it doesn't look like it."

Ning Chen retracted his right hand, dusted his sleeves in a decent manner, and said casually: "Your three-talent formation is not good at all. You fell down before I even exerted my strength."

Hearing this, looks of shame and anger flashed across the faces of Zhang Long and the other three people.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant!"

"You really think we can't do anything to you?"

"Today I will show you what real power is!"

As worshipers of the Tang family, it's not that they can't accept failure.

But he couldn't accept being defeated by a young man in such an easy way!

The three of them looked at each other and nodded slightly, as if they had made up their minds.

Zhang Long struggled to sit up cross-legged, folding his hands in front of him, and an inner energy flowed through his body in a strange way.

After a moment, his eyes suddenly widened and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Boy! Take your life!"

He stood up suddenly, and the aura on his body became stronger by several percent.

boom!

boom!

The same powerful aura also erupted from Zhao Hu and Liu Bao respectively.

The three of them actually used secret techniques at the same time, consuming their essence and blood, and forcibly revealing power that did not belong to them!

Zhang Hu stared at Ning Chen coldly, sweeping away the previous sluggishness, with an abnormal flush on his face: "Boy, you can actually force us to use secret techniques and overdraw our power! You deserved to die!"

Ning Chen tilted his head and said with a faint smile: "Why do you think I will definitely lose?"

"Hmph, you were able to seriously injure us before, but now we are 30% stronger. What can you do to defeat us?"

Zhang Hu suddenly rose into the air, his powerful inner energy faintly tending to transform into true energy, condensing into a pair of huge fists.

"Tian Shuang Fist!"

Zhao Hu's whole body was like a sharp arrow, rushing out suddenly, his legs were wrapped with almost true energy, and he kicked Ning Chen's chest straight.

"Ranfeng legs!"

Liu Bao folded his palms in front of him, condensed two huge palm prints, and slapped them violently.

"Luoyun Palm!"

The three of them each used their own killing moves, draining almost all the energy from their bodies, and all blasted towards Ning Chen.

Zhang Hu looked ferocious, gritted his teeth and yelled: "Boy, I don't believe you can still block it like this!"
Chapter completed!