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Chen Liang's face was expressionless.

After the Great Grandmaster finished saying this, he put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, and his face gradually turned cold.

Chen Liang was still expressionless, but he could see a trace of seriousness on that face, although with his current strength, it was entirely possible to be on par with the masters of the Great Grandmaster realm, but it was all relative, not that he could really fight.

After all, Chen Liang is only in the ninth realm, and the opposite side is the real great master realm, even if it is the Xianglu realm, there is also a gap in the realm, and the gap in the realm is by no means something that can be made up in a word.

Therefore, for the great master in front of him, Chen Liang did not have the slightest slack mind.

The Grand Grandmaster of the official mission, dressed in the official mansion, took out the machete on his waist, and after the words fell, he made two steps into one step and ran towards Chen Liang.

After all, it was the realm strength of the Great Grandmaster, so the speed of the attack was very fast, which was completely beyond Chen Liang's imagination.

When he was still three or four meters away from Chen Liang, the great master handed out the knife in his hand and stabbed at Chen Liang.

The blade flickered.

Chen Liang underestimated the distance that this great master was rushing from, so he couldn't get out of it when the blade was handed over.

The blade was near, Chen Liang frowned, stretched out his hands forward, and didn't care that his right hand was stabbed with blood because of the shot just now, and then slapped heavily on the blade.

Put your hands together and slap on the blade, if you say it's too appropriate, it may be the last time to hold the blade.

The shot full of strength just now was stabbed by this great grandmaster, so this knife that also came out of his hand would not be too bad in terms of strength and momentum.

After all, he has the realm and strength of a great grandmaster.

However, under Chen Liang's heavy hands clasped together, he suddenly stopped this powerful blade.

Of course, it is impossible to stop this blade intact, Chen Liang stopped him, and naturally he would pay the price of stopping him.

Under the blade, Chen Liang's hands were marked with flesh-wrenching blood, and then his hands were dripping with blood.

Such a scene made Liu Yuyao, who was standing behind Chen Liang, tremble, with a worried look on her face.

Although this great grandmaster's knife was stopped by Chen Liang, when he saw Chen Liang's flesh-and-blood hands, a smile still appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw the dawn of victory, and for him, even if Chen Liang was as powerful as Xu Jiyang said, he was only a young boy, and he was only a mere ninth realm.

Compared to a great master like him, there was no possibility of winning at all.

And now it's just the beginning, the young man in front of him injured his hands, for fighting, whether it is a game of Xuanqi Gong between masters, or a fight between strong men in the village, the ability to play with both hands occupies a very high importance.

And how can the young man in front of him in the ninth realm be able to play with himself without using punches and kicks.

So after this sword, his hopes of victory were strengthened.

However, he was laughing, only to find that the boy not far in front of him was also laughing.

Although the palms of his hands were dripping with blood, there was a great pain, but Chen Liang still showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't a mockery, let alone a smirk, but after seeing the smile on the face of the great grandmaster opposite, he wanted to laugh.

Sometimes, a smile exists because there is a reason for it, but there is also a smile that does not exist for any reason.

If you want to laugh, you can laugh, so why should there be a reason?

It's like going to eat when you're hungry and going to sleep when you're sleepy.

Chen Liang's smile can be said to have no reason at all, so his smile came and went quickly.

After the smile dissipated, Chen Liang's blood-covered hands began to exert force, no matter how deep the scars on his hands were, no matter how much blood was shed, and no matter how unbearable the pain on his hands was.

Chen Liang didn't feel it at all.

Chen Liang's strength naturally didn't need to be said more, when he poured his strength into his hands, and then collapsed all his strength at once, this machete made by the officials of the Anping Dynasty was divided into three halves.

The blade, which was only four or five feet, was broken in half, and then fell to the ground between Chen Liang and the Great Grandmaster, the handle of which was still awkwardly held in the Great Grandmaster's hand.

The Great Grandmaster was only slightly distracted, and immediately recovered, he didn't expect that the strength of the young man in front of him could be so big.

Therefore, the treatment of Chen Liang in my heart is naturally at a higher level.

Soon, the Grand Master put down the handle of the knife he was holding, and although this would be embarrassing to him, it would be even more embarrassing if he continued to hold it.

As the handle of the knife in his hand was lowered, the great master had already stepped in front of Chen Liang.

Since there is no more to wield in your hands, you can only use the simplest weapon, which is the fist.

The Xuan Qi in the Xuan Mansion suddenly struck, and the Great Grandmaster punched out.

In just a few seconds, the Xuan Qi on the fist condensed into a tiger head shape like heavy rain falling suddenly, with sharp teeth, long beards and big eyes, and the most obvious shape of a king on the forehead.

With a punch, the tiger formed by the condensation of Xuan Qi suddenly pounced on Chen Liang.

The gloomy sound with the roar of a tiger sounded like thunder on the long street.

Chen Liang didn't think much about it, his steps were light, he stepped back, and then raised his right hand, which was bleeding endlessly, and raised his fingertips, and a glazed lotus flower swept out and crashed into this tiger.

Flowers and tigers, which is stronger and which is weak, can naturally be clearly distinguished.

However, Chen Liang did not stop, shook his hand and pointed out with five fingers, throwing out a hand of blood, and the drops fell on the ground like a rain curtain, and what was pointed out were five glazed lotus flowers.

Flowers are naturally not stronger than tigers, just like ants and elephants, but if thousands of ants bite the elephant at the same time, and there is only one elephant, it is necessary to decide which one is stronger and which is weaker.

Five glazed lotus flowers slammed into the tiger one after another, at first, the tiger formed by Xuan Qi ended up biting these lotus flowers, and when the third flower came, it became a lotus flower and fell on the tiger's body.

It's hard for a single drop of water to make a hole in the ground, but if thousands of drops of water persistently fall on that place, it will certainly be able to make a deep hole there.

Although I can't understand the state of this tiger at this time, I must have been hit on the head by this lotus flower.

So the momentum of this punch fell.

So Chen Liang swung his fist to meet him.