"Haha, the ignorant is fearless."

After hearing this, Yao Chengwen couldn't help but sneer.

“I originally thought I had met someone who I could value, but now it seems ridiculous.

Is it worthy of being my opponent like a frog in the well?"

Yao Chengwen looked at Lu Qingchen with a sneer, and the sarcastic look on his face was unconcealed, as if to him, the purple phlegm had a special meaning.

"Frog in the well?" Lu Qingchen smiled,

"Are you talking about yourself?"

After the words came, Lu Qingchen held the ancient sword of the Sky-killing again, and turned into a ghostly afterimage and headed straight for Yao Chengwen.

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

When Yao Chengwen heard this, his expression became cold immediately. The white-haired boy in front of him was not only arrogant, but also extremely arrogant, and he dared to openly provoke him.

Even if it is placed in the primitive continent, in the ancient Thunder Palace of the overlord-level forces, there will definitely be no more than a single finger to talk to him.

Thinking of this, Yao Chengwen rushed forward suddenly, and the purple phlegm in his hand turned into a purple thunder, sweeping towards Lu Qingchen with a whistling sound.

"Cang——"

The two weapons collided again, and Lu Qingchen's sword slanted to block Yao Chengwen's purple phlegm.

In a dazzling spark, Lu Qingchen's wrist quickly flipped, and the ancient sword in his hand hit the purple halberd and stabbed Yao Chengwen's chest.

In an instant, the blood-colored sword light slashed across the void. Yao Chengwen's face changed slightly. The purple halberd in his hand was crossing his chest, trying to intercept Lu Qingchen's sword.

Faced with Yao Chengwen's defense, Lu Qingchen just sneered, held the ancient sword of the Sky tightly and slightly retracted, and turned to sweep the moment when he was about to stab the purple halberd.

"Crazy--"

A sound of clothes breaking came, and the tip of the ancient sword of the Sky-Shi Tian brushed through Yao Chengwen's chest, and while cutting through the purple brocade robe, it also tore Yao Chengwen's flesh and blood apart.

Feeling the severe pain from his chest, Yao Chengwen couldn't help but change his expression, but he did not retreat, but raised his other arm and slapped straight towards Lu Qingchen's chest.

There was only a loud "boom" sound, and Lu Qingchen's chest was slapped firmly by Yao Chengwen, but at the same time, Lu Qingchen's fist mixed with golden fireworks also fell heavily on Yao Chengwen's bra.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out from both of them at the same time. Lu Qingchen and Yao Chengwen both took dozens of steps back and covered their chests and forced their injuries down.

"Boom!"

Without any hesitation, Lu Qingchen took action again. He was covered in golden light, as if a volcano erupted, and his combat power ushered in violent violence.

The golden fist seal carried an extremely powerful force towards Yao Chengwen. Lu Qingchen's eyes were blazing, the sun's origin was endlessly tilted, the golden fists illuminated the heavens, and Yao Chengwen was trembling with extreme violent force.

"Shocking Fist!"

Yao Chengwen roared angrily, and his whole body seemed to be transformed into an ancient bear. His fists turned black like ink, and roared out with infinite power, as if he wanted to suppress everything.

"boom......!"

This was an extremely terrifying collision. Both of them used their supernatural powers. The golden fist prints and the pitch-black fists suddenly hit each other, and a strong burst of air bursts burst out.

The extremely violent spiritual ripples swept across, and the place where the two fists collided, tiny black cracks emerged, which was the consequence of the breaking of the space.

Long Xi and the others who were watching the game in the distance and the other members of the Thunder Team felt that the entire space around them began to riot, especially when the two collided, the whole world seemed to be about to crack.

This is not a battle between a half-step king and a Tianwu realm. It is clearly a terrifying showdown between two powerful kings!

"Xiao Chen's combat power is too terrifying. He had said before that his combat power was only half a step to the king. Judging from his attitude, he had reached the king's realm!"

Long Xi looked at the two people who were still exploding to the bombardment, and a little shocked in her beautiful eyes. This battle was too fierce, and it was so much more than the previous battle!

The same words also appeared in the Thunder Team. Except for the dead Lei Lin, the other eight people from the Thunder Team also came nearby.

When they saw the collision between Yao Chengwen and Lu Qingchen, the amazement and admiration on their faces never stopped.

"Is that white-haired boy the captain of the Heavenly Dao Team? He can actually fight with the boss with his cultivation level in the Tianwu Realm."

I don’t know who said this suddenly. Everyone in the Thunder Team looked carefully and found that Lu Qingchen’s cultivation was indeed only in the Heavenly Martial Realm.

"Maybe it's hidden strength, otherwise how could it be comparable to the boss?"

After a while, a member of the Thunder Team said quietly, attracting unanimous approval from the members around him.

The showdown on the field continued. After each suffered a heavy blow, Lu Qingchen and Yao Chengwen did not stop fighting, but became more and more intense.

"Hand of Thunder!"

Yao Chengwen suppressed the injuries in his body, and a strong lightning burst out from his entire body. He raised a big thunder hand and reached into Lu Qingchen's eyebrows, trying to shake his soul out.

"The golden crow tear the sky claws!"

Lu Qingchen shouted loudly, and his whole aura suddenly changed, like a three-legged golden crow surrounded by the sun's divine fire, burning the entire world.

His combat power was sublimated again, and there seemed to be something in his body to break out. His entire right arm turned into a golden color, and his original palm completely turned into a terrifying golden claw, as if he was about to tear the sky to pieces.

"Bang!"

A thunder-like sound suddenly exploded. When the two collided, countless flames mixed with thunder spread out in all directions, bursting out with boiling heat waves, surging like a vast ocean.

The two of them who had just finished the fight also changed their expressions. The first thing they were to be shaken back by the aftermath of the attack, and the extreme spiritual power ripples spread, making both of them feel sweet.

"You are very good, Lu Qingchen." Yao Chengwen stared at the white-haired boy in front of him, and a ray of thunder divine light flashed in his eyes.

"I thought Yan Cang was defeated by you because of his arrogance. Now it seems that he is indeed inferior to you."

Yao Chengwen's tone was very solemn. After the battle just now, he obviously recognized Lu Qingchen's strength in his heart.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Your strength is also good, no wonder those geniuses in the king realm are willing to follow you."

Lu Qingchen's hands were down vertically, letting blood drop to the ground. He looked at Yao Chengwen with a cold look and said lightly:
Chapter completed!