Chapter 235: The Silver Spear Is Born, Shocking Everyone
A silver spear fell into his hand.
An indescribable force of time spread across the void. A force that had experienced vicissitudes of life erupted from the gun body, overwhelming the sky and sweeping everything.
The silver spear appeared, overwhelming Fu Dongliu's pressure.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Qingyuan held the silver spear tightly with both hands and stabbed forward fiercely.
The tip of the spear touched the palm, and the two sides were in a slight stalemate. A huge eye of the storm formed in the center, which was very terrifying.
After a few breaths, the palm light broke, and the force of the spear tip penetrated the nine days, shattering Fu Dongliu's momentum, and the momentum he had accumulated for many days was instantly wiped out.
Everything happened so suddenly, and everyone's facial expressions still looked unfavorable to Chen Qingyuan. Unexpectedly, Chen Qingyuan destroyed Fu Dongliu's momentum with a head-on confrontation. He was as motionless as a mountain, dressed in white like an immortal, standing with a gun, how amazing it was.
After a short moment, everyone came to their senses. They were extremely shocked and speechless, not knowing how to express their surprise: "This..."
The moment his momentum was broken, Fu Dongliu's pupils shrank rapidly, his mouth opened slightly, and there was an unconcealable look of shock on his stern face.
I never expected that Chen Qingyuan would break the situation in this way.
"The opponent I like should have this look."
Fu Dongliu was surprised for a while, then slowly came back to his senses, with a hint of excitement on his face, and murmured to himself.
If I don't even have this level of ability, then my wait will be in vain.
Only when you defeat the strong can you achieve inner success and make this battle meaningful.
"Isn't Chen Qingyuan a swordsman? Why do you know how to use a spear?"
Regarding this question, no one can answer it, and there is a lot of doubt.
"Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on."
Changsun Fengye felt many eyes asking for explanation and said with a complicated mood.
In the eyes of everyone, Changsun Fengye and Chen Qingyuan are good friends, and they should know this.
In fact, Changsun Fengye knew nothing.
"He is proficient in the art of swordsmanship and can comprehend half a step without a sword. It should be impossible for him to achieve anything in the art of spears!"
Many people swallowed their saliva, hoping that this was not possible, otherwise Chen Qingyuan would be too perverted.
All sentient beings in the world cannot reach the level of entry in one path, but Chen Qingyuan can achieve success in many paths. Just thinking about it makes me feel numb.
"As a brother, I don't know anything."
Changsun Fengye was dumbfounded and wanted to give Chen Qingyuan a beating and ask him to understand.
After Chen Qingyuan broke through, everyone became very interested in this battle. They concentrated their attention and did not want to look away, for fear that they would not see any exciting scenes.
"Aren't you a swordsman?"
Fu Dongliu asked for everyone.
"That's right." Chen Qingyuan held a gun in his right hand and walked forward.
"Are you still proficient in the art of spearing?"
Fu Dongliu and many monsters could see that the silver gun in Chen Qingyuan's hand was particularly extraordinary, with traces of time engraved on it, and it must be an extremely ancient weapon.
"I know a little bit about it."
Chen Qingyuan looked indifferent and never stopped moving forward.
"interesting."
It turns out you hid it so deeply.
Fu Dongliu smiled because he had not encountered such a strong and interesting opponent for many years.
The blood in the body began to boil.
Swish——
Chen Qingyuan suddenly took the initiative to attack, sweeping across with his spear, splitting the void wherever he passed, and waved out a light of law that was hundreds of miles long, moved around his waist, and arrived in front of Fu Dongliu in the blink of an eye.
Fu Dongliu's eyes condensed, he raised his left hand, and a picture of the power of yin and yang appeared in his palm.
Immediately, Fu Dongliu slapped his left hand forward, and dozens or hundreds of law barriers appeared to defend him.
"Rumble..."
In an instant, Chen Qingyuan's sweeping light of law penetrated more than fifty protective barriers, and the speed behind it began to slow down.
Seeing that the protective barrier was about to be completely broken, Fu Dongliu used the defensive method again, stretched out his hands, and pushed forward.
"tear--"
The gun light flashed across and the barrier exploded.
Although Fu Dongliu blocked the blow, a slight sting hit him.
When he looked down, he saw that there was a shallow mark on the palm of his right hand, and a few drops of blood spilled from the wound.
"It's so sharp!"
Fu Dongliu had not been injured in the competition between his peers for hundreds of years. He looked at the wound on his palm, and there was no anger, but only more excitement and expectation.
The strength shown by Chen Qingyuan made Fu Dongliu particularly happy, like an unexpected surprise.
"The way of the spear has reached its peak!"
As Chen Qingyuan used this move, all the monsters saw the realm of his spear skills. They were shocked, their emotions fluctuated greatly, and waves of terror arose in their hearts.
"Is he still human?"
In the Yuanying period, he had a head-to-head confrontation with Fu Dongliu without losing. His swordsmanship has reached a state of half-step without a sword, and his spearmanship has reached its peak. In addition, he also has the foundation of the Double Pill Saint Grade and has mastered many Taoist techniques.
Supernatural powers.
After thinking about it carefully, everyone discovered that Chen Qingyuan was so perverted that he was no longer human.
"He seems to have never said that his strongest skill is swordsmanship."
After trying hard to think back, the geniuses from the Northern Wilderness trembled with fear on their faces. It was only today that they truly understood how evil Chen Qingyuan was. They were glad that they did not enmity with him, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.
"Yes! He never claimed to the public that he was just a swordsman."
The geniuses were stunned. No matter how hard they tried, they could not connect the playful and sinister Chen Qingyuan from the past to the stunning, arrogant and cold Chen Qingyuan now.
"Boss...is injured."
When the monks from the Eighteen Meridians of Western Xinjiang saw the little blood in Fu Dongliu's palm, he could no longer sit still. He stood up and screamed, his eyes widening as big as a copper bell, unable to suppress the shock deep in his heart.
In the eyes of people in Western Xinjiang, Fu Dongliu is a god among his peers. It can be said that he is undefeated among his peers, standing at the top and overlooking the world.
However, Chen Qingyuan injured Fu Dongliu. Even a slight wound caused a huge impact on the hearts of the people in Xijiang, and they could not regain their composure for a long time.
"Your skin is very tough."
In the sky, Chen Qingyuan's face was expressionless and his eyes were cold and arrogant.
"So, you have to work harder and don't let me down."
Fu Dongliu waved his sleeves, and a high-grade spiritual vein appeared at his side. As he quickly formed a seal with his hands, the spiritual vein dried up instantly, leaving not a single spiritual stone.
What Taoist technique can consume an entire high-grade spiritual vein in an instant?
Chen Qingyuan pursed her lips tightly, narrowed her eyes slightly, and was extremely vigilant.
"Boss is serious."
Below, everyone in Xijiang clenched their hands subconsciously, and their hearts trembled slightly.