Datang: Just Become a Disciple of the Devil, Sign in and Domineering

As he said that, he took the long iron stick that was carried by his hand, and Bao Rang walked down the steps and came to stand five or six meters away from Chen Chuan.

Seeing this, the people around hurriedly stepped aside, excitedly talking, and most of them were guessing whether Hercules Baorang could take Chen Chuan's move.

Before this, these people would definitely think that Chen Chuan was too arrogant, but after knowing that he had swept away thousands of bandits and killed the four major bandits with one person, they felt that he had a kind of grand master.

Chen Chuan kindly reminded: "Mr. Bao, since it's a move to decide the outcome, in order to avoid regrets, you should use your best move."

"Okay." Bao Rang said solemnly.

Bao Rang let out a low sigh, his infuriating energy was running at full strength, and his body suddenly swelled in a circle, and even broke his shirt in some places, revealing the muscles inside which were made of black oil like black iron.

boom!

Bao Rang stepped down, and the blue bricks on the ground cracked, like a roaring beast rushing out.

The iron rod held high by the rushing middle bag, with a faint iron red light on it, crashed down towards Chen Chuan with the momentum of a mountain and a tsunami. It seemed that the moment it fell, it could smash an iron man.

Just when many ordinary people watched this scene and were vaguely worried about Chen Chuan, Chen Chuan suddenly smiled.

Feeling the strong thoughts emanating from Bao Rang's spirit and energy, Chen Chuan nodded in satisfaction, then held the handle of the Miao Dao Doomsday in his right hand, and the whole person's attitude changed in an instant.

boom!

In the eyes of everyone, there was a faint glow of blood rising from Chen Chuan's body. It was the resentment of thousands of people after their death, the suffocating aura, and the soul-stirring soul.

The range covered by the killing halo was within [-] meters, and everyone only felt a shortness of breath, and the image of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood appeared in their minds, the whole body was weak, and it was extremely terrifying.

Doomsday and the scabbard, a black-red light full of oppression emerged, and when Bao Rang approached half a meter, it instantly 'slashed' from top to bottom.

Obviously there was no sheath, and no sword energy erupted, but this blow erupted with a majestic energy and blood aura in Chen Chuan's body, roaring like a giant dragon.

boom!The wind and thunder exploded.

The bag that came to Chen Chuan in an instant changed his face, and he felt the breath of death oncoming, all the true energy in his body erupted, and he raised his stick in front of him with both hands.

boom!

The moment the scabbard iron rods intersected, the strong wind pressure erupted, and Chen Chuan, who was blown by the strong wind, danced wildly with his jet-black long hair.

At this moment, Bao Rang felt an indescribable terrifying force through the long stick, and in an instant his burly body flew out like a cannonball.

And because the speed was too fast, a white air wave even appeared on him, and slammed into the wall of the Baling Gang. With a bang, half of the wall collapsed, sending up smoke and dust in the sky.

The sudden change made everyone not react, especially those ordinary people. In their eyes, martial arts masters are all high and high. When have they seen such a violent scene.

As for the vision of the sea of ​​​​blood that flashed just now, they were regarded as dazzling.

"What a terrible power."

"How is it possible, Hercules Baorang is not the enemy of Chen Shaoxia's one move."

"Yeah, although we all know that Chen Shaoxia is very powerful, we didn't expect that the first master of the Baling Gang would not be able to take even a single move."

At this moment, a system prompt sounded in Chen Chuan's ears.

"Congratulations to the host, the sword seal captures a thought that contains external martial arts, level one."

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Chapter 53 Put down the ring, take my move and reward ten thousand taels of gold

"Cough...cough..."

There was a rapid cough in the smoke, followed by the crash of gravel and heavy footsteps, and I saw that the clothes were tattered, and the embarrassed bag let out slowly.

The rough skin on his chest was covered with red marks that were crushed by strength, and the iron cloth shirt, which was invulnerable to swords and guns, directly broke the power of Chen Chuan's domineering and fierce power.

It would take at least a month to recover, so Chen Chuan kept it.

The messy Bao Rang stood up to Chen Chuan, but instead said gratefully: "Thank you Chen Shaoxia for being merciful."

Clang!

Chen Chuan, who restrained the breath in his body and closed the killing aura, smiled slightly: "Mr. Bao, don't be polite. As I said, the discussion between us is only to prove martial arts, not to fight between life and death."

Bao Rang admired: "I didn't expect Chen Shaoxia to practice such amazing external skills in addition to swordsmanship, and his strength is unparalleled in the world. Just one move broke my big iron shirt, Bao Rang admires it."

"External skills? I haven't practiced it before, I'm just born with divine power."

"What, innate divine power has such great power!" Bao Rang opened his mouth, suddenly feeling a little jealous.

It is thought that he cultivated iron cloth shirts as a child for more than [-] years before he became a master.

But the other party... was actually born with divine power, and the power just now was at least no less than ten thousand jin, otherwise he would not be able to break through the iron cloth shirt defense blessed by his infuriating qi.

And it can also break his external power without hurting others. This kind of control of power is close to Tao, which is simply terrifying.

Suppressing the jealousy in his heart, Bao Rang smiled bitterly, and then bowed his hands in a salute: "I wonder if I can be fortunate enough to know, where does the young chivalrous master go?"

"Master?"

Most of the people in the rivers and lakes will report the inheritance of the teacher to each other after getting to know each other. If the teacher is famous, it can enhance their reputation and prestige.

But Chen Chuan shook his head slightly and said foolishly: "Mr. Bao, forgive me, my master said when he came out of the mountain that unless someone can defeat me, he can't tell the inheritance of the teacher's sect."

If it is said that he is from the Yinkui School, and then wants to compete with those martial arts masters, it will not be so easy to harvest spiritual thoughts, unless he kills them all.

After all, those people won't believe that Chen Chuan from the Demon Gate is just a pure competition, and has no other purpose. What is he doing this for?What's the deeper plan?