"You?" Chen Yu glanced at the man, then shook his head and said, "You can't do it. You can't beat me. If you really want to fight, then let's fight together."
"Mr. Liang, this kid is too arrogant. I want to teach him a lesson. It is disrespectful to do it in the Liang Mansion. Please forgive me, Mr. Liang." Some people couldn't hold back anymore and they wanted to teach Chen Yu a lesson.
"That's right, Mr. Liang. He is the leader of the Martial Alliance. He comes to our territory in Jinling to show off his power. This is humiliating us. If we don't teach him a lesson, where will the face of our twelve sects be?"
A group of people looked at Chen Yu angrily. They wanted to take action, but because this place was the Liang Mansion, they couldn't do anything casually.
So they had no choice but to ask Mr. Liang for instructions, hoping that Mr. Liang would let them teach Chen Yu a lesson.
"Haha, don't get angry, everyone. If you want to have a discussion, that's not impossible, but everyone must remember that peace is the most important thing and don't be too harsh."
"Don't worry, Mr. Liang, I will be measured. I promise I won't beat this kid to death." A man sneered, shouted loudly, jumped up, clenched his right fist, and punched Chen Yu.
go.
The strength of this sect leader is at the pinnacle of Zhenwu, and he is about to become a figure in the Wuzong. Moreover, he is not very old, in his thirties.
In martial arts, those who can reach his level in their thirties are already considered to be people with good foundation.
Unfortunately, as soon as this guy took a stance in mid-air, Chen Yu raised his right hand in the air and pointed.
Poof, a touch of finger power turned into a transparent light trail, hitting the door master in mid-air.
The door's body stagnated, and then with a violent shock, he fell backwards and flew out. He hit a pillar with a plop, and fainted without even making a sound.
The room became quiet again, and everyone looked at Chen Yu in disbelief. Chen Yu definitely didn't look like a master, but he knocked away a martial arts master with one finger in the air. This made everyone
Everyone feels incredible.
They began to look at Chen Yu, and several sect leaders stood up. One of them said solemnly: "As expected of the leader of the Martial Alliance, he still has some real skills in his hands. Let us ask Leader Chen for some advice."
These few are also at the peak of Zhenwu. To be honest, Chen Yu feels like bullying when fighting against people like them.
With a palm attack, the three of them were slapped away by him. Chen Yu smiled slightly and said: "You'd better invite experts, or come together, otherwise, I will feel that there is no one in Xuanwu Pavilion."
"Arrogant." An old man was furious. He slammed the table and stood up: "I, Wu Yuanfeng, the head of the Wu family, would like to ask Alliance Leader Chen for advice."
This old man is a master of the Wuzong realm. Seeing that he finally appeared on the high ground, everyone's spirits were lifted.
"Mr. Wu, you are old, so let me call you senior." Chen Yu smiled slightly and said: "But with all due respect, you are no match for me. I also advise you to face it seriously. If the Twelve Gates are defeated by me here,
One person defeated.”
"If this spreads out, it won't be very good for your Xuanwu Pavilion's reputation."
"Leader Chen, please don't be careless." Wu Yuanfeng snorted coldly. He shouted, and with a move of his right hand, several leaves from the green plant suddenly flew into his hand.
He held a leaf in one hand and released his true energy, then shouted loudly, and the three leaves in his hand were stimulated by the energy and suddenly attacked Chen Yu.
It is common for masters in the Wuzong realm to pick leaves and hurt people, and the old man named Wu's skills are not weak. Three leaves drew transparent light trails in the air, which was extraordinary.
Chen Yu smiled slightly, grabbed the air with his right hand, and picked a few leaves into his hand. He condensed his energy and urged the leaves to fight back.
Puff puff, six leaves collided in mid-air, with a snap, Wu Yuanfeng's leaves were shattered into powder, while the three leaves in Chen Yu's hand continued to attack him in the face.
The old man surnamed Wu was taken aback. He shouted loudly, his anger sank, and he pushed back with both palms.
Boom... The three leaves turned into powder, but powerful energy roared out. The old man surnamed Wu took three steps back. With a bang, his back hit the pillar behind him heavily. His expression changed.
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
What happened in front of them was so sudden that no one could react. This was Mr. Wu from the Twelve Sects. He had reached the level of Wuzong Realm twenty years ago.
And Chen Yu looks like he is only in his early thirties. How strong can he be? Can he defeat Mr. Wu, who is the strongest among the twelve sects, and vomit blood?
"Who else?" Chen Yu looked around and said with a calm smile: "Mr. Liang invited me here today because he wanted to suppress the prestige of our martial alliance, right?"
"If I lose here today, there will be rumors in the world tomorrow that Chen Yu, the new leader of the Martial League, was defeated by the Twelve Sects. In this way, the status of you twenty-sixth will be further improved, right?"
"Alliance Leader Chen is joking, I didn't mean it." Liang Jinsheng smiled slightly and said, "I also said just now that we are just competing, so please don't do it on the spot, Alliance Leader Chen."
"Haha, let's compare?" Chen Yu smiled: "Then let's continue. Today I will put it here. If you are among the twelve sects, whether it is a wheel battle or a swarm, I, Chen Yu, will never frown."
Liang Jinsheng's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at the old men on the left.
The three old men on the left have extremely powerful positions among the twelve sects, and they are also at the pinnacle of the martial arts sect.
If Chen Yu is not given some color today, the Twelve Sects will really fail. Tomorrow there will be rumors in the world that Chen Yu will attend the meeting alone and resist the Twelve Sects of Jinling on his own.
The three old men immediately understood. They nodded slightly, took a few steps forward, and stood in front of Chen Yu.
The auras exuded by the three major martial arts sects are naturally extraordinary, and the three old men are all at the peak of the martial arts sects, and the aura they exude is very powerful.
"Okay, are you planning to swarm us?" Chen Yu said with a smile, "Then, junior, you're welcome."
"Alliance Leader Chen, the three of us have bullied the small ones, so Alliance Leader Chen must not show mercy." One of the old men said solemnly.
"Three of you, please." Chen Yu clasped his hands behind his back, and only three martial arts masters could make him look at him squarely.
After all, the cultivation of the Yuan Qi realm has transcended the scope of martial arts. Even if these three old men reach the realm at the same time, they are just humiliating themselves.
The three old men shouted, fisted or palmed, and the three of them stood together, and the three Gang Qi condensed into a ball, covering them.
The three of them stepped forward together, and the three strands of true energy condensed into one body and suddenly attacked Chen Yu.
Chen Yu pushed his right foot on the ground, and with a click, the floor beneath his feet shattered, and he flashed forward to meet the three old men.