Chen Qingyang rubbed his shoulders, and his powerful healing power quickly dispelled the pain.

Half-step innate martial artists, it's really not so easy to deal with!

"Come again!"

Chen Qingyang took the initiative to attack this time, and the Cloud Dragon Nine Leaps flashed away in an instant, his body was like a phantom, and he appeared behind Yuanfeng in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Feng's reaction was even faster than Chen Qingyang imagined, and before Chen Qingyang could make a sneak attack, his aura had already locked on Chen Qingyang, and his backhand was a palm.

Countless white air currents emerged from Yuan Feng's body, condensing a white and red in his palm, and the air was like a flowing cloud, and it was fiercely pumped towards Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang didn't dare to slack off, and the overlord fist attacked strongly.

That white rainbow seemed to be soft, but when it touched Chen Qingyang's fist, it suddenly became sharp and hard.

"Boom!"

Chen Qingyang's body directly retreated dozens of steps back, while Yuanfeng only took three steps back.

It's clear who is strong and who is weak!

"Okay, I didn't expect that Uncle Yuanfeng's Tianyun hand has been practiced to the realm of rigidity and softness, and with the Guiyuan Xuangong, even some elders in the sect are probably not his opponents."

"That young man is also very powerful, and he can barely resist Uncle Yuanfeng's Tianyun hand."

"That's not necessarily, I think Uncle Yuanfeng kept his hand, otherwise he would have lost a long time ago."

The disciples of the Shangqing Sect were talking one after another, and seeing that Yuanfeng had the upper hand, the atmosphere began to become lively.

However, Yong Zhenzi's face still did not fluctuate at all, and he could see that Chen Qingyang also did not do his best.

Could it be that this young man is so deeply hidden?

Chen Qingyang shook his arm that was a little troublesome, the two of them confronted each other head-on just now, and he was indeed weaker in terms of strength, but it was far from the point where Chen Qingyang was afraid.

"I Ching Tendons" runs wildly, Chen Qingyang has raised the six senses to the extreme, and his eyes are full of essence.

This time, Chen Qingyang did not cast the Cloud Dragon Nine Leaps, but directly stepped on a straight line and rushed towards the round peak, and at the same time, the fist containing majestic power blasted out with a thunderous momentum.

In the late stage of condensation, Chen Qingyang blasted out six times the power of the Overlord Fist, which was enough to compete with the master of the peak of the old condensation in the late stage, and now he broke through to the early stage of condensation, and the strength in his body had a qualitative change, and he once again used the six-fold Overlord Fist, and the fiery light flashed in his fist, making people dare not look directly.

"Woohoo—"

The wind was howling, with bursts of fists, which made Yuanfeng's face change not far away.

He didn't dare to hold it up, and Guiyuan Xuangong was running to the extreme, and a cloud of white clouds and mist poured out of his body, enveloping it in an instant.

The palm of his hand was wide open, and the soft white mist turned into white rainbows in his hand, and then he slammed into Chen Qingyang's fist.

The furious Overlord Fist blasted towards Yuanfeng's Tianyun hand with unparalleled strength, and the two extreme forces collided together, shaking out an astonishing might, and those disciples with weak strength fell back one after another, their eyes full of horror.

Sensing that Chen Qingyang's fist contained an extremely terrifying power, Yuan Feng's face changed again, if he forcibly hit it, I am afraid that he will be the one who suffers.

Therefore, he did not hesitate, and once again ran the Guiyuan Xuangong, and the white cloud and mist suddenly dispersed, turning into wisps of white silk threads.

The white silk thread was like a swimming snake, quickly wrapping around Chen Qingyang's fist, and at the same time spreading upward, wrapping around Chen Qingyang's arm.

Sensing that the white silk thread contained a terrifying binding force, he was afraid that if he was locked all over, he would probably not be able to move.

Chen Qingyang hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, the strength of his arm surged, shaking the white silk thread apart.

However, the white silk threads gushing out of Yuanfeng's body seemed to be endless, constantly winding towards Chen Qingyang's body

This Guiyuan Xuangong is indeed magical, it can actually make the internal strength strong and soft, and it is not like a Xuan-level exercise at all.

In fact, Chen Qingyang didn't know that the complete Guiyuan Xuangong was actually a top-notch prefecture-level martial art, and the Guiyuan Xuangong inherited by the Shangqing Sect was only a broken cultivation method, and it was rumored that only the Quanzhen Sect, the head of Taoism in the world, had a complete Guiyuan Xuangong.

In the face of Yuanfeng's aggressive attack, Chen Qingyang blasted out six times the overlord punch in a row, and finally forced Yuanfeng back, but it did not hurt him in the slightest.

"Whew!"

Chen Qingyang's body burst back dozens of meters, and he took a long breath, the battle just now seemed to be short, but it was very thrilling, if he was not careful, his body would be entangled in the white silk of Yuanfeng, and he might not even have the strength to resist when he fell.

He knew that if he continued to fight, even if he had the perverted recovery ability of "I Ching Tendon", he would probably lose in the end, after all, Yuanfeng's strength realm had an absolute advantage, and he also mastered such a terrifying Xuan Gong, Chen Qingyang's Overlord Fist had no ability to break it at all.

Unless he uses the mountain seal.

Chen Qingyang came here just to see the martial arts of the cultivation realm sect, and he had no grievances with Yuanfeng, so naturally he would not use perverted combat skills such as turning over the mountain seal.

However, this battle also made Chen Qingyang probably know his strength, and without using the mountain seal, he could barely deal with a half-step innate master.

If it was a battle of life and death, if he exhausted his hole cards, he should be able to kill the weaker half-step innate martial artist.

But like the previous evil spirit Lucius, a super strong half-step innate martial artist, Chen Qingyang only had the share of running away.

Just when the others thought that the battle would continue, Chen Qingyang, who was in the distance, suddenly clasped his hands into fists and said to Yuan Feng: "Thank you for the teaching!" ”

Yuan Feng was stunned, and the momentum on his body instantly converged, and he didn't quite understand why Chen Qingyang suddenly stopped fighting.

"Senior, let's go!" Chen Qingyang turned to Yuan Haichan and said.

Yuan Haichan nodded with a smile, and with a wave of his big hand, he lifted Chen Qingyang up, and then quickly jumped off the cliff and disappeared into the sky.

The two flew back to the previous hill before stopping, and Chen Qingyang meditated directly cross-legged and began to recover the power consumed.

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In less than half an hour, Chen Qingyang's state returned to its peak again.

"Why didn't you keep fighting? With your strength, it shouldn't be so easy to lose! Yuan Haichan also asked puzzled.

Chen Qingyang shook his head with a wry smile and said: "This is not a life-and-death battle, there is no need to fight to the death, I have already seen the power of Guiyuan Xuangong, it is indeed a terrible Xuangong, my strength can't break his white silk internal strength for the time being, and it will be a waste of time and strength to fight again, it is better to save some energy to see the martial arts of other sects." ”

In this Qinling Mountain Range, there must be more than one sect hidden, and Chen Qingyang naturally had to take advantage of these three days to have a good look at the martial arts of the various sects in the cultivation world.

"You're smart, are you recovering now?" Yuan Haichan asked with an appreciative smile.

"It's already done." Chen Qingyang nodded and said, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Then the old way will take you to the second place." After speaking, Yuan Haichan took Chen Qingyang again and flew towards the dark sky.