"I still need to work harder to catch up with Canggu Saint Son." Chi Xiao clenched his fists and muttered to himself with a solemn expression. A fiery aura was emanating from his body, as if he was going to melt the sky.
"Saint Son of Canggu!" Li Wuji, who stood like an iron tower on the earth, and whose extremely strong body contained astonishing power, stood in the distance and stared at Saint Son of Canggu, Nanmen Zhige, his eyes full of
Fighting spirit.
However, the power of Canggu Saint Son's punch was very strong. Li Wuji was not sure of defeating the opponent, but his heart was filled with majestic fighting spirit, surging like a tidal wave.
Every one of the geniuses who saw Canggu Saint Son's punch were filled with ups and downs in their hearts and were greatly shocked.
They originally thought that after several years of hard work and hard work, their cultivation had greatly improved and their strength had greatly increased, and they could catch up with others. Unexpectedly, the Canggu Saint Son was still far ahead of them.
"Saint, the strength of Canggu Saint is indeed very strong." Tianlan Saint Su Huanqing exclaimed a woman next to her: "But compared to you, Saint, she is still a little inferior."
"Even I am not 100% sure that I can defeat him." Su Huanqing's voice was soft and ethereal.
If other people hear it, they will definitely be shocked, because Saint Son of Canggu is already very strong. What Saintess Tianlan means is that she is quite confident that she can defeat Saint Son of Canggu. How confident she is.
.
"If you see Chen Zong, tell him that I am waiting for him." Canggu Saint Son Nanmen Zhige lazily said to Taiyuan Tianzong.
"I'm afraid that after he knows the strength of Senior Brother Nanmen, he will be too scared to come forward." Dong Zhenlei said with a smile.
"What if I show up?" At this time, a dull voice sounded slowly and came from a distance.
"If he dares to come forward, I will show him how powerful he is." Dong Zhenlei said with a smile.
"Okay." After the voice sounded again, it was like a breeze blowing in the face, and immediately, a figure appeared in front of everyone.
"He is..."
"Chen Zong!"
"Chen Zong!"
"He's actually here too."
Several years have passed, but Chen Zong's appearance has not changed much. Therefore, people who have enough impressions of him can recognize him at a glance.
"It's Senior Brother Chen."
"It turns out that Senior Brother Chen is here too."
On the Taiyuan Tianzong side, a group of talented disciples became excited.
"What level of cultivation is Senior Brother Chen now?"
"I can't see through it. It's very mysterious."
"I can't see clearly, but I believe that Senior Brother Chen's talent, which is the best in the world, will definitely not be low."
"Junior Brother Chen." Yu Zhengxiao was also pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect to see Chen Zong here.
"Senior Brother Yu." Chen Zong said with a smile on his face, "Long time no see."
At this time, Fang Xingchen also came back to his senses and stared at Chen Zong with complicated eyes.
"Senior Brother Fang." Chen Zong greeted Fang Xingchen with a smile, but Fang Xingchen didn't speak and just nodded in response.
"Brothers and fellow apprentices." Chen Zong greeted other Taiyuan Tianzong disciples, and everyone responded in succession.
"Are you Chen Zong?" Dong Zhenlei also reacted, took a step forward, and his powerful aura surged directly onto Chen Zong's body, while shouting in a cold and stern tone.
"It's you, you want me to know how powerful you are, right?" Chen Zong asked.
"That's right." Dong Zhenlei's eyes were as sharp as thunder, falling on Chen Zong's face, as if he wanted to pierce Chen Zong.
"You take action." Chen Zong Buxu Buji said. With one glance, he could see through Dong Zhenlei's cultivation level. With such cultivation level, no matter how strong he is, he can't be much stronger.
"Junior brother, be careful, I couldn't block his attack just now." Yu Zhengxiao reminded, because he didn't know what Chen Zong's current strength was.
"Senior brother Yu was injured by his blow just now." A person next to him added.
"Oh." A cold light flashed in the depths of Chen Zong's eyes, which made Dong Zhenlei startled and felt a palpitation in his heart. However, this feeling disappeared very quickly, as if it was an illusion.
Dong Zhenlei raised 10% of his spiritual power, and the first level of the power of heaven and earth followed him. The power of his true intention was poured into his palms one after another. Shocking aura fluctuations spread out in an instant, repelling all the air around his palms.
, forming a vacuum.
Except for the secret technique, Dong Zhenlei has no reservations about his strength.
In any case, Chen Zong had defeated Saint Son of Canggu after all. His talent must be very strong. After a few years, he must have made considerable progress. In addition, the fleeting and illusion-like throbbing just now made him
Dong Zhenlei did not dare to have the slightest contempt.
Boom boom!
Both palms were like falling stars falling through the sky. With extremely tyrannical power, they streaked across the sky, completely repelling and shattering the air in front of them. It was as if everything under the palms had turned into powder, and they were fiercely blasted towards the sky.
Chen Zong.
The astonishing roaring sound is like a divine voice descending from the sky, so majestic that it makes people almost deaf.
The ultimate palms were extremely powerful. Fang Xingchen's pupils shrank slightly. The power of these palms was a bit stronger than when he fought against him before.
A whole body of power surged out like a torrent, and it was extremely refreshing. This feeling was so wonderful that Dong Zhenlei was intoxicated by it.
Others also stared with wide eyes.
Among his peers, Dong Zhenlei's strength is not weak. On the contrary, he is second only to those geniuses, and Chen Zong is undoubtedly included in the ranks of geniuses. However, people cannot see his cultivation and strength.
Whether Chen Zong can withstand Dong Zhenlei's double palm bombardment, many people think that it should be possible, but how will he resist it?
Or how to defeat Dong Zhenlei?
The laziness on Canggu Saint Son's body disappeared in an instant. He was tall and straight, with shining eyes, staring at Chen Zong, as if he could see through Chen Zong completely.
"It's indeed not bad." Chen Zong said secretly. The strength that was unleashed in this way was indeed not weak. No wonder he was so confident, but for his current self, it was not enough.
There is no need to draw the sword, because there is no need.
The three fingers are clasped together, the index finger and the middle finger are together like a sword, and they are swung out lightly, like a child scribbling.
In an instant, indescribable sword light erupted from between his two fingers, tearing the air in front of him, making him invincible.
The two powerful palm prints were like nothing under this dazzling sword light. They were cut through and penetrated in an instant. Just like the smoke dissipated in the wind, the sword light stretched and changed, and rushed forward rapidly.
Dong Zhenlei saw that his palms were instantly defeated with a full blow, but just when he was frightened, before he had time to make other reactions, the sword light struck instantly.
I only felt an incomparable terrifying power, which instantly struck my chest and exploded directly. The power was majestic, majestic and overbearing. It was sharp and unparalleled. It directly defeated the body-protecting spiritual power and engulfed the lower-grade spiritual weapons on my body.
Armor's protective power was also defeated.
With a bang, Dong Zhenlei flew out like a meteor. He stopped a thousand meters away and fell to the ground. He couldn't get up for a while, and his whole body was twitching continuously. It was a tyrannical force that invaded the body.
It was as if countless sword energies were constantly cutting into his body. Dong Zhenlei absolutely did not want to try this kind of pain again.
However, no one paid attention to Dong Zhenlei. Everyone stared at Chen Zong in horror and gasped.
"So strong!"
"It's so scary. He defeated Dong Zhenlei with just one finger. It was completely overwhelming."
"Have you noticed, what kind of cultivation level is Chen Zong?"
"I didn't see it, it was too fast."
In the distance, a group of king-level people also looked solemn, because they discovered that they did not accurately grasp Chen Zong's cultivation level, but only had a vague feeling, which was a bit fuzzy.
This shows that Chen Zong's mastery of himself is extremely profound and not inferior to them in the slightest, and the first condition for achieving the title of king is self-control.
In other words, even if Chen Zong is not at the King level now, he still has the qualifications to step into the King level.
You know, in terms of age, Chen Zong is younger than them all. The difference is at least ten years. A person who is ten years older than himself is already qualified to become a king. Thinking about it, it feels like
So incredible.
"Lin Churan, this Chen Zong of your Taiyuan Tianzong is too evil." A king-level man couldn't help but sigh.
Lin Churan didn't know what to say.
Although they are both secret disciples, Lin Churan is a secret disciple of the Taiyuan Mountain lineage, and is also the first among all secret disciples. To be able to achieve the title of king, there is no doubt that his talent is outstanding, and Fang Xingchen is the same as him.
Not to mention more concessions.
Fang Xingchen was stunned. Although he could defeat Dong Zhenlei with one blow with all his strength, he would never be as careless as Chen Zong showed.
A person who is defeated by the same blow may not be able to tell the difference in the eyes of those who are not at a high level. However, there are many people present who are at a high level and can see the difference naturally.
Like Chen Zong, he is understated and elusive, which makes people even more afraid.
Canggu Saint Son's eyes narrowed and his pupils shrank. For a moment, it was difficult for him to see the mystery contained in Chen Zong's sword.
It seems very common and simple, but if you think it is simple, you are a fool.
Saint Son Canggu paid for that sword on his own. If the strength was equal to his own, he wouldn't be sure to resist it.
"What a scary junior." The two middle-aged men in the Earth Spirit Realm looked horrified.
They are in the Earth Spirit Realm, and their cultivation and realm are much better than others. Naturally, they can see more mysteries, and it is precisely because they can see more thoroughly that they are even more horrified.
It is such a simple sword, but it does not seem like it can be executed by a young person with low cultivation. It feels like it has been immersed in the sword for hundreds of years.
Jiang Gushan clenched his fists with ten fingers, and powerful power surged in his hands. In his heart, the will to fight surged, but there was also an uneasiness suppressing him. He was not sure, not sure at all.
Even if he tried his best, he would probably be humiliating himself just like Dong Zhenlei.
In the distance, Saintess Tianlan's beautiful eyes widened in horror.
Back then, she was defeated by Chen Zong's sword, and she had thought about defeating Chen Zong the next time they met. But now it seems that it is not that simple, and she is not sure. If she takes action rashly, she may be defeated again like last time.