After all, for ordinary practitioners, the strong are out of reach, and for them, it is simply the level they have always dreamed of. However, most people have no hope for life.

For example, young talents like Chen Hao and Zheng Yufei are outstanding and talented. They are just in the realm of a knowledgeable mansion. It is difficult to enter the fusion of the soul.

The Fengming Valley disciple in the field is about the same age as him, but has become a strong man. Isn’t it shocking? I can’t believe my eyes and feel it’s too incredible.

Even Chen Yulin, who is called Fengyun Sword, was shocked and incredible. He panickedly defended and tried all his strength.

As his arm waved, the blue edge spread out and turned into more than a dozen thick tortoise shells, like many shields surrounding them, forming a strong defense.

There was a continuous bang sound, and the golden scales and green tortoise shells burst constantly. The powerful force also forced Chen Yulin to retreat, staggered, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

How old is the young man opposite, his skills are even deeper than him. How could it be? It's so weird! What's even more terrifying is that the opponent's attack made him feel weak afterwards and obviously lack confidence. His left arm was swept through the scales, and he was bleeding. He shivered in pain, and he held back and didn't scream, and his face turned pale.

Seeing the blood splattering, the famous Fengyun Sword Chen Yulin was actually injured. Everyone was in an uproar and even doubted whether they had seen it well.

"Oh my God, Mr. Chen is injured. Is this kid so powerful?"

"Even Mr. Chen suffered a loss, it was absolutely amazing."

Chen Hao shouted anxiously, "Father, it doesn't matter, right?"

Chen Yulin, who was in the eyes of everyone, had a blue face and almost solidified blood. He had been out of the world for half his life, and had never met an opponent and was famous.

Now he was defeated by a young boy, and the other party only used one move to put his old face to the point where he was so ashamed.

If you just forget about it, wouldn’t it be a shameful face? If you can’t do it, you must win a game back.

With such thoughts in his mind, he said viciously: "It's not over yet. Let you try my sword technique again."

As his wrist flipped, a sword appeared, flashing with a cold light, pointing to the boy opposite.

This move made people around him cheer. After all, watching the fun is not a big deal, and the showdown between the strong is really rare. Especially Chen Yulin is famous for his swordsmanship, which makes them feel full of expectations.

As for his behavior, Ji Tianjiao's eyes appeared in his eyes and scoffed: "You dare to use weapons, but you are asking for trouble."

Lin Yang smiled slightly and said leisurely: "It doesn't matter. You have to give someone a chance to convince him if he loses."

When he stretched forward with his right hand, a pitch-black skull knife appeared, emitting a strange light, which made people feel terrifying.

"Boy, you still dare to be arrogant. Let's see how I greet you with my sword!"

With the roar, Chen Yulin suddenly drew his sword, and the silver light then surged, like lightning bolts crisscrossing forward, indeed having extremely strong attack power.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim when they saw it, and some people couldn't help cheering, "Okay!"

However, in Lin Yang's eyes, it's not a big deal. After all, there is a big gap in level. How can the other party compete with him at the primary level of Rongpo?

The skeleton sword swept away, and the black edge suddenly flashed, turning into a surging cloud, blocking the opponent's attack.

"Peng!"

The explosion sounded, and the sharpness sensationalized. A black giant python emerged from the dark clouds, spreading its bloody mouth and swallowing Chen Yulin, looking extremely ferocious.

"Ah..." Everyone's screams came from around, and the women were even more disgraceful. They were so scared that they hurriedly covered their eyes and did not dare to look again.

Chen Yulin was even more panicked and shouted: "I'll fight with you!"

At this point, I could only use all my strength to wield the sword, and the silver light turned into a giant tiger head, blocking it in front of me, trying to block the opponent's attack.

"boom!"

A shocking sound came out, Chen Yulin's sword was flying out of his hand, his right arm was even more broken, and he screamed in pain, and he couldn't help but retreat.

"Wow!"

Everyone was even more uproared and completely shocked.

Lin Yang stopped, stood in the court, and said coldly: "I thought I was so capable, but I was vulnerable. Let's substitute people, and another old guy, hurry up and go on the field."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zheng Qianli, but saw that the other party's face was white and blue, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes, and he felt a little embarrassed.

After all, Lin Yang's great skills shocked him. If he fought with him, he would have no confidence in winning.

In desperation, Zheng Qianli said angrily: "Whoever is surnamed Lin, don't bully people too much?"

Lin Yang said in a deep voice: "This is a bad thing. You protect your children and want to fight me indiscriminately. Then you must decide the winner. Why, don't you dare?"

One sentence asked the question and attracted criticism from everyone, "It's over, Mr. Zheng seems to be timid."

"I haven't taken action yet, I'm so scared that I can't even take action. I'll be beaten..." After witnessing Lin Yang's true strength, the wind direction has changed. After all, the strong are respected by the Divine Mist Continent, and the weak are not only not sympathized with, but are crushed and ridiculed.

Now Lin Yang from Fengming Valley is showing his might, which makes everyone feel respectful and has aware of it. The disciples of the top sect are powerful and can't be convinced! The discussions of the crowd inevitably reached Zheng Qianli's ears, making his old face turn into pig liver color. He couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "I don't know the world is high, I'm going to teach you how to be a human being!"

As the right hand shakes, a nine-section whip suddenly emerges from the sleeve, making it for special metal. Each section has sharp claws, which sounds whistling, and is terrifying.

The old guy came up with a killer move. His sharp edge condensed into a giant centipede, wrapped in iron armor, running towards Lin Yang with his teeth and claws, trying to tear him apart.

Lin Yang was not afraid at all and roared, "Good come, let you see this young master's skeleton slash!"

The black edge kept surging, and it formed a giant bear skull, about three feet high, as if it came from the eighteenth level of hell.

At this moment, Lin Yang's figure disappeared completely, hiding inside the skull, watching the giant centipede rushing towards him, and then swaying his arms.

The black skull suddenly opened its huge mouth, as if it could swallow the sky and the earth. It even bit the centipede into two pieces at once, making a loud noise.
Chapter completed!