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Chapter 128 Come, kill me

With the emergence of Changsun Fengye's second personality, the situation has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Everyone was amazed and their expressions changed drastically.

Many people stood up immediately and were frightened.

Just at the early stage of Yuanying Realm, Changsun Fengye's strength was no weaker than that at the peak of Yuanying Stage.

If Changsun Fengye hadn't proposed a fight with the same realm, Chen Qingyuan would have definitely lost.

Everyone thought so, including the old family leader Song Wenxian who was hiding in the dark.

"It's incredible that someone actually learned the forbidden technique of Piaomiao Palace and can control it."

Song Wenxian knew how terrifying and strange this forbidden technique was, and was amazed by the talent and character of his eldest son Fengye.

"Even if Changsun Fengye suppresses his realm, I'm afraid Chen Xiaozi will lose."

Looking in the direction of the arena, Song Wenxian secretly thought.

"If you can't beat it, then admit defeat. Don't hold on for dear life."

Song Ningyan tightened her hands, worried that Chen Qingyuan would be injured in the battle, her eyes flashed with worry, and she whispered to herself.

Everyone thought that Chen Qingyuan was going to lose, but the next scene would break their expectations and make them deeply aware of Chen Qingyuan's abnormality.

"You're being serious, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Chen Qingyuan took a few more tricks from Changsun Fengye. His whole body was swollen and painful, and he grimaced in pain.

"Don't show mercy. If you can beat me to death, I will be very happy."

Changsun Fengye now looks like a madman, with a strange expression and a charming smile.

"I'm so happy to beat you to death. Your hobby is so perverted!"

Sooner or later, Chen Qingyuan would reveal some of his true abilities, so he simply stopped hiding it, and a golden elixir phenomenon appeared above his head.

A perfect golden ball, like a scorching sun, has countless laws flowing on it, and each ray of law represents a different path.

bass!

Seeing this golden elixir phenomenon, the old guys sitting high up couldn't keep calm and stood up one after another, looking shocked.

"Holy Golden Pill!"

The top executives of the two families stared in horror.

After being shocked for a moment, everyone quickly regained their composure. Although holy golden elixirs are not common, they are available in every era.

"No! This is not an ordinary holy elixir, but it has reached the point of perfection."

Golden elixirs are divided into low grade, medium grade, high grade, earth grade, heaven grade and holy grade.

Each level has some small divisions.

The perfect holy elixir can be regarded as the first example of this era in Beihuang.

"incredible."

Everyone carefully looked at Chen Qingyuan's golden elixir vision and found traces of the circulation of Ten Thousand Dao Laws. It was flawless. It was really flawless.

"It is really extraordinary to be accepted as a direct disciple by Vice President Yu."

Patriarch Song Xiufeng secretly thought to himself that he had an intuitive understanding of Chen Qingyuan's talent. If he thought that he could be in charge of the huge Song family, the foundation he had built when he was young was only a very good golden elixir, making it difficult for him to take half a step forward.

That half step was like a chasm that he could not cross no matter how hard he tried.

Song Wenxian did not tell anyone in the clan the true origin of Chen Qingyuan. This matter was too important to be disclosed for the time being. He secretly thought: "The perfect golden elixir foundation of the holy product, as long as it does not die prematurely, will definitely become the world's most important thing."

The strongest group exists."

The rumored dean of Daoyi Academy is the foundation of the holy golden elixir. One of his men, who swept across the Northern Wilderness with no rivals, has disappeared for more than five thousand years and his whereabouts are unknown.

"As expected of the person I like, I'm really excited!"

Changsun Fengye's smile was very weird, and the dense forbidden art patterns spread from the corners of his eyes to all parts of his face, making him look very ferocious and terrifying.

His voice was like the roar of a demon suppressed in the endless abyss, with a bit of ghostly laughter mixed in, which struck straight into the soul.

No wonder Chen Qingyuan smelled danger when he saw Changsun Fengye for the first time. This guy was not a normal person at all, he was a complete pervert.

"Hey! If you keep hitting me, I won't show any mercy."

Chen Qingyuan didn't want to expose too many of his trump cards to see if he could force Changsun Fengye to take a step back.

Hearing Chen Qingyuan's words, Changsun Fengye not only had no fear, but also became extremely excited, his pupils dilated: "Don't show mercy, come and beat me to death."

you......

This guy is a lunatic, why would he have such a perverted request?

Chen Qingyuan really couldn't understand the temperament of Changsun Fengye's second personality, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight again.

Under normal circumstances, the eldest grandson Fengye is so gentle and elegant, holding a folding fan in his hand and wearing white clothes, like an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world.

The other side of him is also extreme, bloodthirsty, not afraid of death, and even prays for someone among his peers to appear who can kill him.

"You asked for it."

Fighting in the same realm, Chen Qingyuan has never surrendered to anyone.

I think that when Chen Qingyuan was in the ancient pagoda of Daoyi Academy, he fought all the way up. First he was beaten, and then he consolidated every level of himself, and beat the opponent who evolved from the ancient pagoda law.

"Bang!"

The golden elixir vision instantly entered Chen Qingyuan's body, which meant that he was about to fight seriously.

As for using the power of visions of the holy golden elixir, it would only be used in a life and death battle, so it is not appropriate now.

Qiang——

The black sword in Chen Qingyuan's hand trembled, like a phoenix roaring in the sky, which shocked everyone present and their expressions changed drastically.

Immediately afterwards, something strange happened outside the ring. All the swordsmen's swords were out of the control of their original owners and flew to the edge of the ring, trembling non-stop.

Even those sword cultivators with strong cultivations found that their swords were experiencing abnormal law fluctuations. In order not to damage the sword's intelligence, the sword cultivators did not dare to suppress it forcefully and allowed the sword to do its instinctive actions.

Behavior.

In an instant, thousands of swords of different qualities were suspended in the void. The light of the swords soared into the sky and spread thousands of miles, almost lifting the roof of the front hall of the Song family.

"go!"

Chen Qingyuan stood on a high place and stabbed out a sword in the air.

Buzz——

A sword light containing the power of the golden elixir in Chen Qingyuan's body hit Changsun Fengye like a huge wave. Thousands of swords outside the ring also thrust out at the same time. Unfortunately, the power of the swords was all blocked by the barrier.

Couldn't get into it.

Even so, such a spectacular scene shocked everyone, and the expressions on their faces could not be concealed.

"Royal!"

Changsun Fengye's first personality was proficient in swordsmanship, but his second personality was not. He had already thrown the sword aside and charged forward with a pair of fists of flesh and blood.

Physical training!

This road is very difficult, and it is difficult for a true Mahayana practitioner to appear in every era. However, if one can become a Mahayana practitioner, his combat effectiveness will be even higher than that of a sword practitioner.

A body cultivator can forge every inch of skin on the body to be as hard as the best Taoist soldiers. Pulling off a hair is the sharpest killing weapon in the world.

Each punch can shatter a star, unleashing the purest power of the body.

"Boom"

There was a loud noise, and the ring collapsed and fell into pieces. Immediately, thick smoke billowed, flooding every corner of the ring, making it difficult for people outside the ring to see clearly.


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