You're no match for me!

This sentence directly made the faces of several people in the Shangqing Sect angry.

"Arrogance, why did you speak wildly in the early stage of your cultivation?" Zhao Mingxuan shouted angrily.

Chen Qingyang knew that it was useless to talk more, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he just looked at the other party with a chuckle.

However, in Zhao Mingxuan's opinion, this smile was simply provoking him.

"Within ten moves, you will definitely lose!"

After speaking, Zhao Mingxuan quickly made a move, with a set of pick-up steps, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at Chen Qingyang like lightning.

Zhao Mingxuan's long sword brought out a piercing sound of breaking the air, and at the same time, the tip of the sword pierced the Dao sword shadow in the void, which was dazzling.

This is a set of unique swordsmanship of the Shangqing Sect, called "Heavenly Sword Shadow", and looking at Zhao Mingxuan's swordsmanship, it is obvious that he has been immersed in this swordsmanship for more than ten or twenty years.

However, although Zhao Mingxuan's swordsmanship was fast, it was clearly seen by Chen Qingyang.

Since the "I Ching Tendon" broke through to the third layer, Chen Qingyang's six senses have been greatly improved, even if he closes his eyes at the moment, there are countless ways to break Zhao Mingxuan's sword.

For a while, the sword qi was agitated, and the sword shadow was pervasive, and the rest of the Shangqing Sect couldn't help but applaud, as if they had seen the picture of Chen Qingyang being forced to be embarrassed by this sword.

Seeing that the sword shadow in the sky was about to sweep in, the corners of Chen Qingyang's mouth curled slightly, his feet moved, and the cloud dragon nine leaps flashed out in an instant.

"Huh?"

Yuan Haichan behind him couldn't help but show a touch of shock on his face when he saw Chen Qingyang's footwork.

"This pace? It's kind of weird! Yuan Haichan groaned secretly.

"Whew!"

As soon as Chen Qingyang's body disappeared, Zhao Mingxuan's sword shadow pierced the sky in an instant, and before he could react, a dangerous aura suddenly came from behind him.

However, Zhao Mingxuan was no longer able to dodge, and Chen Qingyang's hand knife gently slapped the back of his neck.

"Bang!"

With a bang, Zhao Mingxuan's eyes widened, his eyes were full of disbelief, and then he passed out directly.

"It's-"

Seeing this scene, the people of the Shangqing Sect all showed frightened expressions.

Zhao Mingxuan is a martial artist in the middle stage of condensation, and his strength is not the top in the Shangqing Sect, but he is also at the midstream level, but now he was actually defeated by a young man with one move.

It's incredible!

"You're too weak, let's call other masters over!" Chen Qingyang put away his hand and said in a faint voice.

After breaking through to the condensation period, Chen Qingyang's strength has also undergone earth-shaking changes, and only a mid-stage condensation period can't stop him from making a move.

Even with that late stage of condensation, Chen Qingyang believed that he could defeat him within ten moves.

Perhaps only a strong condensation late-stage peak master or a half-step innate martial artist can force Chen Qingyang to show his true strength.

Yuan Haichan didn't expect that Chen Qingyang would defeat the other party so easily, especially Chen Qingyang's magical and weird steps, which shocked him, and it was definitely an extremely top-level body technique.

"Mingyan, go and inform the sect master to come over." The senior brother Taoist priest immediately said in a deep voice.

The strength of the other party was much more terrifying than he imagined, it was beyond the scope of his control, and he could only let the sect master come over in person.

Before the Taoist priest could turn around, three figures flew out of the hall behind them in an instant, followed by dozens of disciples of the Shangqing Sect.

Those three people came directly from the sky, and they were obviously masters of the innate realm.

The leader was dressed in a black and white robe, about sixty years old, full of silver hair, with an ancient sword hanging on his back, his hands swept the dust, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones.

He was none other than the sect master of the Shangqing Sect, Yong Zhenzi, a master of the Innate Realm.

Yong Zhenzi had already heard Yuan Haichan's conversation in the main hall, his shrewd gaze first glanced at Chen Qingyang, and at the same time, his expression was shocked, and at the same time, he looked at him carefully, and then his eyes moved to Yuan Haichan.

When he noticed that Yuan Haichan did not have the slightest martial arts aura on his body, as if he was an ordinary person, his expression was even more solemn.

It is absolutely impossible for him to naively think that Yuan Haichan is an ordinary person, so there is only one explanation, the other party is a super strongman who can't even see through the realm.

"Nagamako has seen her predecessors." Yong Zhenzi waved the dust lightly, and shouted respectfully at Yuan Haichan with one hand folded.

"Wow!"

Hearing his sect master treating that sloppy old Taoist priest so respectfully, the disciples of the Shangqing Sect suddenly burst into an uproar.

Yuan Haichan smiled faintly, he was able to achieve the position of the master of a sect, and his vision and IQ were obviously not too weak.

"This little brother brought by Lao Dao specially came to ask your sect for the return to the Yuan Xuangong, and please fulfill it." Yuan Haichan said softly, the other party was so respectful and polite, he would not show an aggressive posture.

Yong Zhenzi did not hesitate, turned around and said to one of the young men with a lofty weapon: "Yuanhua, you must not hurt that little brother when you go to battle. ”

The young man named Yuanhua nodded slightly with a grim face, then raised his head and took a few steps forward.

Yuan Hua is the youngest disciple of Yongzhenzi, but his talent is extremely intelligent, and he has already broken through to the middle stage of condensation at the age of thirty, and he has practiced Xuan-level Gong to return to the Yuan Xuangong, and his strength is not much stronger than Zhao Mingxuan, whom Chen Qingyang defeated before.

With him in the battle, Yong Zhenzi believes that he should be able to save some face of the Shangqing Sect.

"Buzz!"

Yuanhua slowly pulled out the long sword on his back, moved his wrist, instantly pulled out a sword flower, directly put on a posture, and said, "Please advise!" ”

Chen Qingyang glanced at Yuanhua, the other party's momentum was more than a step stronger than Zhao Mingxuan, but he still couldn't arouse his interest at all, and said, "You can't do it either!" ”

After speaking, Chen Qingyang's gaze swept over everyone in the Shangqing Sect, and finally his gaze stayed on the middle-aged man who was following Yongzhenzi's side, stretched out his hand and said, "Let him fight!" ”

Everyone looked in the direction of Chen Qingyang's finger, and their faces changed again.

Even Yong Zhenzi's wrinkled old face was slightly shocked.

The middle-aged man who was pointed at by Chen Qingyang frowned slightly, and an undisguised anger flashed in his eyes.

"He actually wants to challenge Uncle Yuanfeng, it's just looking for death!"

"Senior Uncle Yuanfeng has already reached the half-step innate realm, and to deal with him, I'm afraid it only takes one finger, and I really don't know how thick the sky is."

The people of the Shangqing Sect were whispering, and their eyes were full of mockery in addition to shock.

The Uncle Yuanfeng in their mouths is only in his forties, he is the eldest disciple of Yongzhenzi, and he is a genuine half-step innate martial artist, and it is very likely that he will inherit the position of the sect master in the future.

Obviously, they all thought that Chen Qingyang was shaking the tree by a grasshopper, and they didn't measure their own strength at all.

Even Yuan Haichan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but he did not stop Chen Qingyang's "arrogance", and he hoped that Chen Qingyang would give him another surprise.

And the man named Yuanhua glared at Chen Qingyang with an angry face, and shouted coldly: "If you want to challenge my senior brother, first ask me if the sword in my hand will agree!" ”