Hearing Lin Yuantang's words, everyone around was stunned, and then secretly wiped a cold sweat: I'm still talking wildly after all, are you really afraid that you won't lose badly enough later, and that Chu Yuange will not be able to humiliate you.
Are you?
"Hahahaha, I regret it. Do you think I will regret it? Forget it, I'm too lazy to show off my quarrel with you, so hurry up and take action. Remember, I only let you three moves, so don't do it afterwards
I'm blaming me for not being merciful." Chu Yuange laughed even more when he heard this, and was too lazy to say more to him, but he just said impatiently.
I was thinking before that, staying at the front line will make you meet in the future. Will you give Lin Yuantang some face? I didn’t expect that he would be so ungrateful. Chu Yuange made up his mind now that Lin Yuantang must be completely disgraced today, and no longer
Faceless to see people!
"Okay, since Mr. Chu's family said that, I'm disrespectful." Lin Yuantang bowed slightly, bowed, and then slapped out with a palm.
"It's good..." Chu Yuange shouted loudly, circulating the holy energy to protect his whole body.
Let someone make three moves, just say that you don’t take the initiative, rather than standing there without any precautions and letting others attack.
Of course, if the strength of both sides is similar, even if they are several levels higher than their opponents, it will be difficult to withstand the opponent's attacks if they stand still.
However, Chu Yuange is confident enough: the gap between Lin Yuantang and him is not as simple as a few levels, but it is a gap in the same realm.
Obviously, he was wrong, and he was very wrong.
The next moment, Lin Yuantang slapped out his palms, and the shadows of his palms were pressing against the top like dark clouds, surging like waves toward Chu Yuange. And two dazzling rainbows appeared between his eyebrows.
Hey, according to the information found by the disciples of the mansion, hasn't he been stagnating at the peak of the ninth rank of the Supreme Saint over the years? Why are there only two holy rainbows? Could it be that the news is wrong? But it doesn't make sense. Even if the Qingyuan Dao Mansion is in decline
No matter how poor he is, he will not be as poor as a dignified man. After practicing for so many years, how could Lin Yuantang be just the second level of the Supreme Saint?
Chu Yuange subconsciously felt a little confused in his heart.
Soon, he realized something was wrong: there was no holy bead between Lin Yuantang's eyebrows, only holy rainbow.
He was promoted to the second level of the Saint of Transformation!
How is this possible? You should know that although his Tianxin Taoist Mansion has not been able to recover to its peak, he has a great momentum of revival with the efforts of his ancestors and his strength is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary Taoist Mansions. But as the Lord of the Palace, he is a mansion.
He relied on his continuous cultivation resources to practice hard for most of his life, but he only reached the second level of Transformation Saint. How could Lin Yuantang have such cultivation?
Chu Yuange had no time to think about it anymore. The palm shadows were like waves under the storm, one wave higher than another, and they were overwhelming to his chest. In a hurry, he didn't even have time to stop it - he was talking too much,
He could not stop him, so he could only retreat in a hurry.
But it was too late. He completely underestimated Lin Yuantang's strength. He was caught off guard and couldn't even retreat.
"Boom!" With the loud noise, the palm shadows were already slamming into the chest one after another.
As the Saint of Transformation, even if the cultivation level is higher than the other party’s two or three levels, it is difficult to remain motionless like this and bear the opponent’s palm with all his strength, let alone the level level?
"Ka!" A crisp crack sound came from Chu Yuange's ears, and the protective shield broke, and the powerful force ruthlessly blasted into the internal organs of his chest.
Without any suspense, Chu Yuange flew up like a kite with broken strings. He was in mid-air and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell heavily to the ground.