The Son of the Blood God Sect actually accepted Chi Chongshan’s challenge?

"Gen, no matter how talented he is, he cannot compete with a ninth-level half-saint at the realm of a fifth-level half-saint. Isn't it too impulsive?"

"It is possible for a arrogant and arrogant person like Gu Linfeng to do anything."

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Many people showed a sarcastic look, thinking that Gu Linfeng's mind was too simple, but he lost his mind when he was stimulated by Chi Chongshan.

Such a person can actually become the Son of God of the Blood God Cult, which is quite strange.

Up the city tower.

Wanhuayu's eyes stared at Gu Linfeng, revealing a look of confusion.

Just now, she met Gu Linfeng and had a brief confrontation. It can be seen that although this person is lustful, he is not a completely mindless person.

How could he agree to Chi Chongshan’s challenge so easily?

"Does he have any trump card that is enough to block Chi Chongshan's attack?" Wanhua said.

In the courtyard, Chi Chongshan felt a little surprised and soon showed an ecstatic expression again, laughing and said, "I am worthy of being a son of the ancient sect, but I have some courage."

Chi Chongshan was afraid that Gu Linfeng would escape back to the house, so he couldn't wait to take action.

A pair of fists with flames made a slight sound, and a gentle movement immediately caused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to shake violently.

"Boom."

The red fire cloud spread out and condensed into a nine-meter-high red crow phantom, spreading its wings and suddenly surged forward.

Chi Chongshan's pair of iron fists overlapped with the phantom of the red crow.

Zhang Ruochen's face was reflected in golden red by the fire clouds, but he still seemed calm and calm, and smiled disdainfully: "With your ability, you dare to shout in front of this Son of God?"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arm, and suddenly, the bones and flesh and blood made a low roar. He didn't see any martial arts, and he slapped forward with a casual palm.

A blood-red handprint condensed and hit Chi Chongshan's head.

Only a "wave" sound was heard, and the huge palm print suppressed the hot fire cloud and Chi Chongshan's body at the same time.

"boom!"

Circles of energy ripples are transmitted outward.

The ground sinks downward, forming a large palm print pit that is more than ten meters long.

After Chi Chongshan only supported him for a while, a series of sounds of bone fractures came from his body, and his legs and cervical spine were broken at the same time.

The powerful palm power suppressed him so much that he knelt at the bottom of the palm print pit, and could not raise his head.

Not long ago, Chi Chongshan's legs were broken and he knelt in front of countless monks. However, he did not expect that his legs had not been connected for long and he repeated the same mistake.

"Gu... Linfeng... how could you... be so strong..."

Chi Chongshan felt a strong sense of humiliation in his heart, and he was very unwilling to accept it. Golden flames surged from his body, trying to break through the suppression of the other party's palm prints.

Zhang Ruochen just snorted coldly and increased his strength a little again.

On the ground, there was a loud noise, centered on Chi Chongshan's body, and it was several meters in a radius, all of which collapsed downwards.

"I promised to kneel down for ten days, but I dare to get up?" Zhang Ruochen scolded.

This sound wave had a powerful mental power, which almost shocked Chi Chongshan's holy soul out of his body.

Chi Chongshan's holy soul suffered trauma and became very depressed. He lowered his head and knelt on the ground, unable to resist any more.

There was a large sound of gasping in the entire Yingsha City, and no one was surprised.

A fifth-level half-saint suppressed a ninth-level half-saint kneeling on the ground just using a palm print?

Everything that happened in front of me was simply a bit dreamy and felt unbelievable.

"Gu Linfeng...How could he be so powerful? He is really just a fifth-level half-saint?" Some people suspected that Gu Linfeng had some kind of treasure on his body that could hide his cultivation.

Gu Linfeng's true cultivation level is likely to be far more than the fifth-level half-saint.

"Did he borrow external power? Could it be that the Blood God Sect Master passed on him a holy power?"

Wanhuayu's slender jade hand gently held his chin and thought about the reasons carefully. She was a little suspicious that the power that Gu Linfeng had just displayed was not his own power.

After all, before Wanhuayu came to Qinglongxu Realm, her father also gave her something. At the critical moment, she could borrow a holy power from her father to deal with powerful enemies.

I'm afraid only Shangguan Xianyan knew that Gu Linfeng had no hidden cultivation and did not borrow external forces.

Because when Gu Linfeng was in the Blood God Cult, he was only at the level of a fourth-level and a half-saint.

It is already a miracle to be able to break through to the fifth-level half-saint in just one or two months. How can one hide his cultivation?

The Blood God Sect Master did give him a holy power, but at that time, Gu Linfeng was not in the Blood God Sect at all.

Therefore, that holy power was in the hands of Shangguan Xianyan and had not been handed over to Gu Linfeng.

"Did Gu Linfeng suppress Chi Chongshan with his own strength?"

Shangguan Xianyan felt a biting chill from her vest, which made her breathing pause and her eyes became extremely solemn.

Gu Linfeng is a fifth-level half-saint, and he is so powerful that he can cultivate to the ninth-level half-saint. Who else is his opponent in the holy realm?

"Bold, don't let Chi Chongshan go immediately."

The other two commanders of the Canglong Army, Yuan Di and Situ Chaobei, rushed out at the same time, attacking Zhang Ruochen from mid-air and the ground at the same time.

On Yuan Di's back, there was a pair of metal wings, which were filled with light and shining with cold light. Each feather looked like a golden sword blade.

Situ Chaobei is a tall bald head with a blocked body, and every step he steps on the ground will make the earth tremble.

Their cultivation level is far better than Chi Chongshan, reaching the middle stage of the ninth-level half-saint and the late stage of the ninth-level half-saint respectively. They are definitely two powerful figures.

One is astonishingly fast, the other is extremely powerful.

Once they join forces, the two of them will be enough to compete with the top powerhouses of the ninth-level semi-saint.

Yuan Di arrived first, flipped his body, and his wide metal wings slashed down from the air and hit Zhang Ruochen's head.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen slapped out with a palm and collided with the metal wings.

Suddenly, a clamor sound rang, like metal rubbing, scattering a large area of ​​bright Mars.

The next moment, Yuan Di flew out, crashed through the wall of the courtyard, and then hit a translucent light cover.

With a bang, Yuan Di fell to the street, and the metal wings on his back had broken, his mouth full of blood.

Who would have thought that a powerful ninth-level half-saint could not stop Gu Linfeng's slap?

"Shen Shape Fist."

Seeing Yuan Di being slapped out with a palm, Situ Chaobei realized that Gu Linfeng was not easy to mess with, so he played a boxing technique that was unique.

The Divine Shape Fist can explode twenty-eight times the attack power, and the power of boxing is quite close to that of the holy art.

Situ Chaobei is already extremely powerful and can move mountains with bare hands. With the superposition of the power of the Divine Shape Fist, you can imagine how powerful this punch is?

"Yuan Di's attack power is already quite close to the peak of the ninth-level semi-saint. I don't believe Gu Linfeng can really stop it?"

Chi Yutang's hands tightened the armrests of the seat, showing a nervous look.

Just now, Gu Linfeng defeated Chi Chongshan and Yuan Di in a row, and was extremely strong, bringing a huge psychological impact to several leaders of Lingxiao Tianwang Mansion.

If Gu Linfeng could defeat Situ Chaobei, then who would dare to call himself a genius in front of him in the future?

Not only the leading figures of Lingxiao Tianwang Mansion, Shangguan Xianyan, Wei Longxing, Wanhuayu and others, were also wide open, wanting to see how Gu Linfeng should deal with it next?

At the same time, they also wanted to see clearly whether Gu Linfeng had borrowed external forces?

The huge fist, with a sharp gale of wind, had reached Zhang Ruochen. The powerful wind made a whimpering sound, making Zhang Ruochen's head and the corners of his clothes fly.

"Seven Orifices Blood Palm."

Zhang Ruochen raised his left hand, mobilized the holy energy, and injected it into the Seven Killing Fist Gloves.

At the same time, seven blood and energy vortexes condensed in the palm of the fist gloves.

The seven vortexes became larger and larger, sweeping Situ into the north.

A terrifying aura spreads out quickly with Zhang Ruochen's palm as the center.

The suffocating force fell on every monk nearby, and even if he stood a hundred feet away, he felt like the sky was falling and the earth was sinking.

It is conceivable how much pressure Situ Chaobei, who fought directly with Gu Linfeng, was under?

"Chichi."

The crimson blood energy condensed a nine-meter-high blood-red figure in front of Zhang Ruochen.

The figure had twelve blood wings, and a domineering aura that was bound to the world was emitting from the whole body.

"That's...that's the figure of Hades. Only by cultivating the seven-orbit blood palm to the seventh orifice can such a vision be triggered." A cultivator from the Blood God Sect exclaimed.

The Seven Orifices Blood Palm is a holy art created by the Pope.

As long as the monk practices palm techniques to an extremely high level, the power of the palm techniques can resonate with the breath of Pluto, thus condense into the shadow of Pluto.
To be continued...