On the ancestral hall, Lin Zhengfeng, the master of the White Dragon Gate, and all the powerhouses of the White Dragon Gate stood up one by one, looking at this scene in shock.

Lin Chenghong was able to become a seventh-grade grandmaster at such an age, not only because of his outstanding martial arts talent, but also because the sect was willing to tilt his cultivation resources on him.

The young sect master came step by step, and these elders of the sect saw it in their eyes.

Lin Chenghong was able to become the young master of the White Dragon Sect, and he did not have the kind of embroidered pillow with no cultivation, on the contrary, he had a large number of battle tasks set by the sect every month.

He, a seventh-rank grandmaster, is much stronger than ordinary seventh-grade grandmasters.

But now, he was smashed by a punch, and he is still an ordinary person!

When Ding Zhuangzhuang came, many elders of the White Dragon Gate had already sensed that he was indeed an ordinary person, which would not be wrong, no matter how strong he was, he was still an ordinary person.

Can an ordinary person beat a grandmaster-level martial artist?

At this moment, everyone felt that their long-standing thinking had been completely broken.

Lin Chenghong fell to the ground heavily, he only felt that his head was dizzy, and all the things in front of him had turned into phantoms, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

And Ding Zhuangzhuang's mountain-like body at the moment walked towards Lin Chenghong step by step.

Ding Bo looked at his younger brother dumbfounded, when Zhou Ran said that Ding Zhuangzhuang's strength was above him, he still didn't believe it, but now, the facts are in front of him.

He felt that if Lin Chenghong in the courtyard was replaced by himself, Ding Zhuangzhuang's punch would be to beat himself, a master-level martial artist, to death.

It's also too devastating!

"Chenghong, hurry up!" At this time, Lin Zhengfeng snorted in a low voice, and there was already a bit of anger in his tone.

Perhaps hearing Lin Zhengfeng's shouts, Lin Chenghong's eyes gradually returned to clarity.

When he saw Ding Zhuangzhuang walking towards him step by step, he hurriedly stood up and stepped aside.

Ding Bo's punch broke his left arm, but it didn't seriously hurt him.

Lin Chenghong took a deep breath, endured the stinging pain from his left arm, and looked at Ding Zhuangzhuang vigilantly.

Everything that happened just now was so unreal that even he, the person concerned, didn't believe it.

How could a strong ordinary person be able to beat himself, a seventh-rank grandmaster?

Thinking of everything that happened just now, Lin Chenghong no longer had any reservations, and the spiritual power in the dantian gushed out and poured into the meridians of the whole body, and attacked Ding Zhuangzhuang again.

But this time, Ding Zhuangzhuang moved at the same time as he moved.

Knock knock!

A huge sound came, and in the center of the courtyard, there seemed to be a fierce beast running wildly, and every step Ding Zhuangzhuang took stepped on a deep footprint on the ground.

At this moment, it was as if the earth shook with his running.

Feeling the terrifying sense of oppression brought by Ding Zhuangzhuang, Lin Chenghong gritted his teeth and swung his fist over.

The next second, he noticed that a fist the size of a football collided with his fist.

Click!

A crisp bone cracking sound came, Lin Chenghong couldn't help screaming, he hit with all his strength, but he failed to shake Ding Zhuangzhuang at all, but instead shattered all the bones in his hands.

Before he could react, Ding Zhuangzhuang's terrifying figure had already hit him hard and knocked him out directly.

Disheveled!

Lin Chenghong's body was like an arrow off the string, hitting the courtyard wall straight, and then fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and could no longer stand up.

Seeing this, Ding Zhuangzhuang clenched his fists and continued to walk towards Lin Chenghong step by step.

He remembered clearly that Lin Chenghong had broken his legs to pieces little by little, and since Brother Zhou Ran had allowed him to do it, he would have to return all of this to him, leaving nothing behind!

Knock knock!

It wasn't until Ding Zhuang's heavy footsteps sounded that everyone came back to their senses.

"Don't come here!" Lin Chenghong looked at Ding Zhuangzhuang in horror and shouted.

He only felt that Ding Zhuangzhuang's collision was almost going to shatter all his internal organs, and at this moment he was already seriously injured and unable to fight again.

He is a seventh-rank martial artist, but he has come all the way from the bone forging period and the quenching period, and the bones and organs of his whole body are far from being comparable, but now, he was directly hit and seriously injured by Ding Zhuangzhuang, which is enough to see that Ding Zhuangzhuang's strength is far above him.

Seeing Ding Zhuangzhuang approaching his son Lin Chenghong, a flash of anger flashed in Lin Zhengfeng's eyes.

His body was covered by terrifying spiritual power fluctuations for a moment, and then a white horse training condensed by the condensation of innate true yuan directly blasted towards Ding Zhuangzhuang.

Being hit by the true yuan training of the innate cultivator, even the eighth-rank grandmaster will be killed in an instant, and the nine-rank grandmaster who can release his strength can barely resist it, but he will also be seriously injured in an instant, and the difference in strength between the two can be described as a world of difference!

If the Nine Rank Grand Master is closer to a "human", then the Innate Cultivator has already begun to be biased towards the level of "Immortal".

Lin Zhengfeng struck angrily, without the slightest mercilessness, and was ready to directly bombard Ding Zhuangzhuang!

He had forgotten about gambling and had only his son in mind.

Then, when the white True Yuan Horse Training was close to Ding Zhuangzhuang, an emerald green streamer intercepted the path of the True Yuan Horse Training.

Disheveled!

The two attacks collided together, and a large pit suddenly appeared below, and within the big pit, the original bluestone slab had completely turned into powder, and at the same time, the white True Yuan Pilian attack was also blocked and dissipated in the air.

In front of Ding Zhuangzhuang's body, an emerald green long sword stood proudly, emitting bursts of sword sounds.

What the?

Seeing this scene, the faces of many powerhouses in the White Dragon Gate changed drastically.

Lin Zhengfeng looked at Zhou Ran in the direction of the door in shock, he was able to block his True Yuan Cultivation so easily, there was no doubt that the other party was an innate cultivator.

It's just that how could there be such a young innate monk in this world?

"Since it was said that it was their personal grudge, it was a matter for the two of them, and no one was allowed to interfere!" Zhou Ran said coldly as he looked at the many powerhouses of the White Dragon Gate in the ancestral hall.

The next moment, Zhou Ran had already soared into the air, and then the bamboo green sword turned into a green light and flew back in front of him.

He snorted coldly, and the true yuan all over his body surged, and a steady stream of true yuan poured into the bamboo green sword, and the green light on the bamboo green sword was sheng, and then, with the bamboo green sword as the center, an emerald green translucent light shield was directly formed, completely covering the courtyard of everyone except the white dragon gate on the ancestral hall.

After the formation of the green light shield, a desolate aura came, and everyone in the White Dragon Gate only felt a burst of their bodies, at this moment, it seemed that it was not Zhou Ran standing in front of them, but an ancient pine tree that had lived for tens of thousands of years.

"I'm Cao, this is too bullish!" Ding Bo couldn't help but be excited when he saw this scene, when would he be able to be as bullish as Lao Zhou.

After the green light shield was formed, Zhou Ran no longer paid attention to the people in the White Dragon Gate and floated to the ground.

At this time, Ding Zhuangzhuang had already walked in front of Lin Chenghong.

Looking at Lin Chenghong who fell to the ground, he couldn't help but raise his right leg like a stone pillar.

"Dad, second uncle, help me!" he shouted in horror when he saw this scene.

Seeing this, Lin Zhengfeng and Lin Zhengning both got up and attacked towards the emerald green light shield.