I, the nine-star talent, the strongest in the world / sign in at the beginning of Tiangang 36

With this move, it is a judgment match with the previous few!

After achieving the Real Astral Realm, the true energy is transformed into the power of the True Astral, not only has the mystery of condensing all things and manifesting the true form, but the pure power has been increased by more than ten times!

This black-faced middle-aged man didn't practice the mystic art, and his cultivation was at most the first or second level of the True Astral Realm.

But his strength still far exceeds that of Zhang Tianjiu, at least several times!

"So, that's all you can do?"

He sneered at Chen Qingyu who was opposite him:

"This little trick, relying on its weirdness and unpredictability, plotted against the previous young arrogances, and dare to slander my [-]th Alliance?"

Of course he knew that the young man surnamed Chen on the opposite side was far more powerful than Zhang Tianjiu.

But the matter has come to this point, in order to restore the reputation of the [-]th Alliance, he has no choice but to speak like this, deliberately ridiculing and suppressing him.

"Boy, listen carefully!"

"I don't care whose family you are from, today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents, and let you know what it means to be tall!"

The voice fell:

Black flames were burning all over his body, and his body suddenly sprinted, pulling out phantoms behind him.

This speed has far surpassed the speed of sound by more than ten times, but there is no sound of air waves and sonic booms, obviously all due to the mystery of the power of the true gang.

"boom!"

He punched out and went straight to Chen Qingyu's chest.

Even though he was furious, he did not lose his mind. This young man with the surname Chen is unknown, and his strength is so strong that he cannot be said to have a noble status.

He only intended to teach him a lesson, not to kill anyone, so he didn't even use spiritual techniques.

"Boy Chen!"

"I'll let you see what true power is!"

Chapter 167 Defeating Zhengang, Climbing to the top of the arena:

The figure of the black-faced middle-aged man turned into a distorted light and shadow, and his punch was less than three feet away from Chen Qingyu!

Inside and outside the gate, everyone held their breath and watched this scene intently.

"..."

Wu Su'e clenched the corners of her clothes, her expression was tense, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

Previously, when Chen Qingyu fought four people continuously, she watched with a smile on her face, full of confidence in Chen Qingyu.

After all, how could these stinky fish and rotten shrimps be comparable to the No. [-] Tianjiao in the ages?

Even if it was the Ninth Heaven of Spirit Yuan Realm, she didn't think that it would cause Chen Qingyu any trouble.

But the one who made the move at this moment was a true master!

She knew very well that Chen Qingyu's real cultivation was only at the first level of the Lingyuan Realm.

There is a big gap between the two cultivation bases, just like a gap!

Between the flashes:

"Oh!"

The black-faced middle-aged man's punch, which he was sure to win, was unexpectedly caught by Chen Qingyu when he had no time to send it.

"The power of true gang?"

Chen Qingyu raised his head slowly, and commented lightly:

"The power is not bad, but, that's all."

"you!"

The complexion of the black-faced middle-aged man changed abruptly.

He subconsciously exploded with the power of the real gang, wanting to get out and retreat.

However, Chen Qingyu held his fist firmly, and no matter how he pushed the real fist, he still remained motionless.

The many venerables who were watching around were also in an uproar when they saw this scene.

No one expected that this young man surnamed Chen, who had a mysterious origin, would be able to fight against the Venerable Zhen Gang himself.

The black-faced middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and a stern look flashed in his eyes:

"Boy, this is what you asked for!"

In an instant:

With his other palm, dozens of dizzying spells were pinched out in an instant, which has already activated the true gang spirit technique.

Above his palm, a group of pitch-black flames suddenly exploded, and the surrounding light was distorted, as if everything was going to be swallowed up.

"Let me go!"

With a low growl, he held the black flame and slapped Chen Qingyu with his palm.

This is the spiritual technique he used with all his strength. If it was from the outside world, it would be enough to collapse a thousand-foot mountain with one blow.

however--

However, Chen Qingyu's face remained unchanged, he just stretched out his palm, and actually scratched out the mass of pitch-black flames.

Use your body and mind to challenge the real spiritual art!

The black flames were quickly extinguished, but Chen Qingyu's palm was still white and strong, not to mention the wound, not even a trace of burnt black could be seen.

The power enough to shatter mountains and shatter the ground is no match for one of his palms even within a square inch.

"This!!"

The black-faced middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically.

Using the physical body to resist the real gang spirit technique, but still unscathed?

Don't say he hasn't seen this kind of thing, he hasn't even heard of it!

This time, he really panicked, terrified in his heart:

"What monster is this?"

Inside and outside the gate, all the venerables who saw this horrifying scene were all dumbfounded, their eyes were blank, and they almost suspected that they were hallucinating.

"It seems that you are at the end of your rope!"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Chen Qingyu's eyes.

He slapped it casually, and it hit the black-faced middle-aged man's chest.

"Oh!"

The black-faced middle-aged man was blown away like a ball, hitting the white mask outside the arena, blood spurted from his mouth, and he fell to the ground exhausted.

"me……"

He struggled a few times, but couldn't stand up, and finally could only collapse on the ground, his face ashen.

Chen Qingyu's palm seems to be an understatement, but what kind of unrivaled divine power does his current ancestral witch body contain?

With just this one blow, the black-faced middle-aged man's true strength was shattered, his internal organs were bleeding, his injuries were serious, and he lost the strength to fight again.

"you lose."

Chen Qingyu slowly withdrew his palm, looked deep into the gate, and a glint of expectation flashed in his eyes:

"Any more?"

"Is there any venerable in the real world who is willing to come and ask for advice?"

His voice fell:

Around the gate, there was already dead silence.

Many venerables in the periphery looked at each other in blank dismay, among the 10 people, none of them dared to speak rashly.

And outside the gate:

Seeing Chen Qingyu's gaze, many venerables in the eighteen alliances subconsciously shrank their necks and took a few steps back.

joke--

This young man surnamed Chen easily defeated one of their peers with three punches and two kicks. His strength was simply terrifying!

Not to mention, he didn't expose his real tricks or details, but only revealed his own, unbelievably strong body and physique.

For this alone, although there are many Zhengang venerables present, none of them dared to say that they would win.

Going up now, if he loses, wouldn't he be humiliated, completely reduced to a laughingstock, and end up with that black-faced middle-aged man?

"Cough cough!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting worse and worse, the old man in the supernatural power state coughed twice and flew onto the ring.

"Master Chen, you have won."

He smiled at Chen Qingyu, with a kind expression on his face, and said politely:

"You have already cleared five fighting platforms, so there is no need to fight any more."

His attitude, compared with those of the previous eighteen alliances, can be said to have undergone a 180-degree change.

Previously, he was just a little skeptical that this boy might have a lot of background;

Now, seeing Chen Qingyu's terrifying strength with his own eyes, this guess is almost confirmed, making him dare not neglect in the slightest.

"Ok."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he could only sigh regretfully.

After all, he didn't come to find fault. Since people don't want to fight, he can't force them to fight with him, so he is not a hooligan?

The old man in the supernatural power realm smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said:

"Master Chen, please."

"and many more."

At this moment, Chen Qingyu seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to point out the gate:

"I have another companion."

"This……"

The old man in the supernatural powers turned his head and saw Wu Su'e outside the gate, and couldn't help but change his expression slightly, a little embarrassed.

If he doesn't let his female companion in, wouldn't it be like sweeping the face of this powerful "Mr. Chen"?

But if she is allowed to come in, it will violate the previous rules, I'm afraid it will be difficult for everyone to agree...

"Seniors don't need to be embarrassed."

Wu Su'e giggled, as if seeing through the old man's embarrassment, she flew away and landed on the first fighting platform:

"Exactly, I also have some itchy hands."

She rubbed her hands together and said excitedly:

"Come on! Send someone to fight with me!"

There is no one who can be ranked among the best in all realms of the Taixu Dao Realm who is not unaggressive.

She also held back for more than two months, but she couldn't move freely, and her bones were itchy.

"..."

The supernatural powers old man shuddered inexplicably, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

Are those who can walk with ligers and tigers like jackals and hyenas?

Maybe this woman is just as perverted as this Chen. Could it be that the Eighteen Families Alliance, it's not enough to lose face once today, do they want to lose face again under the watchful eyes of everyone?

"……forget it."

He forced a smile, took a deep breath, and waved his sleeve: