"Oh, you're trying to do something with me?"

Chu Yunfei had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, on the entire Huabang, he had never put anyone in his eyes, even if it was the dragon general of the capital.

"You should know very well that you are no match for me!"

Chu Yunfei stood in the air, extremely proud, while Long Jianfei did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

"Of course I, Long Jianfei, have self-knowledge, the 'Emperor' is strong in the United States, and I have defeated strong opponents in a row, of course I am not your opponent!"

"I just want to know how big a gap there is between me and you!"

Long Jianfei was still thinking about what Long Shen had told him in his heart, and he just wanted to prove that even if he was inferior to Chu Yunfei, he would not be too far behind.

"Really, let's do it!"

"I heard that your Hunting God Thirteen Styles still have a few doorways, so use your strongest attack!"

Chu Yunfei chuckled lightly and hooked his finger at Long Jianfei, that attitude was to face an opponent who was not interested at all.

Long Jianfei was so despised for the first time in so many years, he snorted coldly in his heart, and he had already stepped out, and the true qi on his palm surged, turning into a pale yellow light gun, lying horizontally in his hand.

"Good!"

He burst into a shout, and the sound shook the clouds, making the students of Beijing University below look inexplicable, and they thought it was thunder on a sunny day.

"Thirteen Styles of Hunting God, Thirteenth Style, Hundred Strikes of the Plain!"

He pushed horizontally with both hands, and a shot was pointed in the void, and a fire dragon swept across the tip of the gun, first one, and then exploded from it, turning into hundreds of tiny fire dragons, fluttering in the air, the spear was gratuitous, and the entire space was already filled, and a few occasional flying birds exploded directly into a cloud of blood mist.

"Whoosh!"

This shot, earth-shattering, burned out the void, and had reached Chu Yunfei's chest.

Chu Yunfei didn't make any moves, his expression was still the same, and he just took a step forward.

"Bell!"

A sound of gold and iron resonating in the clouds, overwhelming the strength, completely poured on Chu Yunfei, the clouds rolled and danced, forming a high-altitude vision, and Chu Yunfei was already submerged in the strength.

Long Jianfei's gaze was sharply condensed, he could naturally clearly perceive that he struck with all his strength, but Chu Yunfei did not dodge, nor did he have any blocking movements, not even a trace of the power of True Qi and True Yuan was released, which was completely resisting his attack.

"Chu Qingyu, is it too big?"

He was very confident in his Liaoyuan Hundred Strikes, as soon as this move came out, even a master at the peak level of the Transcendent Realm had to exert all his strength to be able to take it, and he felt that it was impossible for Chu Yunfei to prove his hard resistance.

"Whew!"

A majestic wind struck, and then the guns in front of him exploded violently, exploding into a point of light in the sky.

Chu Yunfei walked out of it, step by step, unscathed, not even the slightest mess of hair, and the clothes on his body did not appear at all.

"Now, can I go?"

Long Jianfei's heart trembled fiercely, and he couldn't say a word.

He originally thought that even if he was not as good as Chu Yunfei, the gap would not be too huge, and there would always be traces to follow, but now it seemed that he was thinking too much and simpler.

Chu Yun didn't make a single move, he took his strongest attack with his physical body alone, unscathed, how could he be an opponent in the face of a person of this level? Between the two, he was no longer at the same level.

"It's no wonder that the Heavenly Machine Pavilion ranks the emperor above the Huabang, today's blow, my dragon sword is convinced, the emperor please!"

The light spear in Long Jianfei's hand dissipated, and he hugged his fist and bowed to Chu Yunfei, a complete junior salute, and he didn't have the slightest intention of comparison.

Chu Yunfei followed Long Jianfei all the way, and finally came to a simple and simple attic.

On the second floor of the attic, a person sits firmly on the balcony, with a light touch of the tea cup in his hand, and a drop of tea forms a water flow, which automatically drills out of the mouth of the pot and merges into the teacup, which is strange and difficult to understand.

When Chu Yunfei saw this person, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This middle-aged man, who looked featureless and couldn't be more ordinary, actually had extremely terrifying strength, in terms of realm, he was even higher than him now, and he didn't know how much stronger than the two masters on the international combat power list that he had killed in Longyang at the beginning.

"Interesting!"

He smiled faintly, just stepped out, and had already come to the attic balcony, sitting opposite the middle-aged man.

"Please!"

The middle-aged man didn't communicate much with Chu Yunfei, but with a wave of his palm, a cup of tea had already shot towards Chu Yunfei.

This cup of tea came extremely fast, comparable to a bullet.

"Smack!"

Chu Yunfei's slender and white palm poked out, and he had already held the teacup firmly in his hand, and no tea had spilled out, and the teacup was even more stable in his hand, without trembling or breaking.

"Okay, he deserves to be the emperor above the Hua List!"

When the middle-aged man saw this, he burst out laughing, his eyes full of appreciation.

He exerted supreme strength on this cup of tea, implying that if the person who is not good at cultivating will not be able to take the teacup, and the person who is cultivated enough may be able to take it, but it is difficult to keep the teacup intact, and some extremely strong people can use the teacup to keep the teacup intact, but they may not be able to make the tea in it not splash out.

And Chu Yunfei did it together, and the movements were smooth and smooth in one go, which can be said to be the ultimate difficulty.

"Who are you, come to me, what's the matter?"

Chu Yunfei drank the tea, put down the teacup, and stared directly at him indifferently.

"You can call me the dragon god!"

The middle-aged man is naturally the dragon god, since he left the mountain, he lived in Long Jianfei's residence, and after Long Jianfei learned that Chu Yunfei was in the capital university, he immediately set out to invite him over.

"Ryujin?

Chu Yunfei shook his head, he had been walking around in the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm for a long time, but he really didn't know the name of the Dragon God.

But the middle-aged fever in front of him is superb, and his strength is superb, and he concludes that in a certain era, he must be the most famous rushing master.

"You are a new master in Huaxia, you haven't heard of me, it's purely normal!"

"I invited you here today to tell you a story, and at the same time, there is one more thing to ask for!"

Chu Yunfei smiled faintly: "With your strength, is there anything you can't do, and you still need to beg me?"

The dragon god shook his head lightly and sighed.

"This matter, I really can't do it, I have a great enemy more than eighty years ago, who will come to Huaxia within a month, at that time, he will sweep through the Huaxia martial arts world, and kill the masters of the Huaxia martial arts world in a row, and the entire Huaxia martial arts world will inevitably be ruined!"

"Back then, I could still stop one or two, but now, I don't have that ability!"

His face was straight, and he looked directly at Chu Yunfei, with an awe-inspiring atmosphere in his eyes.

"In today's Huaxia martial arts world, there is only one person left who has the potential to fight with him!"

"On behalf of all my colleagues in the Huaxia martial arts world, I implore you to defend the Chinese martial arts world!"

After speaking, he stood up and bowed to Chu Yunfei to the ground.

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