Chen Qingyang glanced at Yuanhua lightly, still unable to arouse any interest in fighting.

Being despised in public by a young man who was even lower than his own realm, Yuanhua's angry face became even more hideous.

"Look at the sword!"

Hmmm-

Yuanhua, who was carrying the long sword, flashed away in an instant, and the tip of the sword provoked lotus flowers, and at the same time, dozens of sword shadows appeared, stabbing at Chen Qingyang frantically.

Compared with Zhao Mingxuan before, Yuanhua's comprehension of the swordsmanship of "Heavenly Sword Shadow" is obviously more profound.

Chen Qingyang raised his head slightly, watching the sword shadow in the sky attack, he suddenly stepped out, and at the same time, the fingers of his right hand containing powerful power flicked lightly.

"Boom!"

A piercing sound of metal striking sounded, and Chen Qingyang's fingers flicked the long sword in Yuanhua's hand with unmistakable accuracy.

Almost at the same time, Yuanhua and his sword were directly shocked by Chen Qingyang's finger power.

Seeing this scene, except for Yuan Haichan, everyone in the Shangqing Sect showed disbelief.

The Heavenly Sword Shadow is a psychedelic sword technique, and unless the opponent's strength level completely crushes the sword caster, it is impossible to easily find a flaw.

But as soon as that young man made a move, he broke through Yuanhua's Heavenly Vertical Sword Shadow, and he seemed to be at ease, even those cultivators in the late stage of condensation in the Shangqing Sect did not dare to say that they could do it 100%.

Yuan Hua's face was also shocked, he hurriedly adjusted the chaotic aura in his body, and the long sword in his hand pointed directly at Chen Qingyang again.

At the same time, a wisp of white air was suddenly wrapped around his body, and the momentum of the whole person increased by more than one level.

"Getting serious? It's a pity that it's still too weak! Chen Qingyang said with a chuckle.

He knew that the other party should have performed the Otherwise, the momentum has more than doubled.

But this kind of strength is still vulnerable to Chen Qingyang.

"Be careful to say big words and flash your tongue, so that you can see the power of Guiyuan Xuangong!" Yuan Hua drank in a deep voice, and wisps of white air emerged from his body, and finally condensed on the long sword in his hand, forming a white sword rainbow, emitting a glittering cold light.

Shangqing Sect's Guiyuan Xuangong is a Xuan-level mastery, once it is unleashed, the strength of the whole body is like a white air current, like a cloud of mist, but it can be rigid and soft, extremely powerful.

Now that Yuanhua was able to condense wisps of white qi rainbow, he had obviously broken through to the third layer of Guiyuan Xuangong.

Taking a deep breath, Yuanhua stepped on the arrow, his body quickly flashed away, and at the same time, the white sword rainbow in his hand turned into a sword shadow in the sky, like a bamboo, both in speed and attack power, it has increased by more than one level.

Chen Qingyang didn't want to waste any more time, the strength in his body was condensed into his right fist like a river rushing, and then blasted out.

The furious power surged out from Chen Qingyang's right fist, instantly sweeping Yuanhua's sword shadow.

Chen Qingyang originally thought that this punch was enough to shake Yuanhua away, but he didn't expect that as soon as the power of his fist touched the white sword rainbow, it suddenly seemed to hit a ball of flour, and this ball of flour had an extremely strong stickiness, forcibly transferring his strength and spreading it towards the sky.

However, Yuanhua transferred Chen Qingyang's majestic fist strength, and it almost took a lot of effort, and the strength in his body was almost exhausted.

He didn't expect that the strength of the other party was so terrifying, and the two were not at the same realm level at all.

"Boom!"

The power exploded in mid-air, and Chen Qingyang did not continue to attack, because he had already seen that Yuanhua, who had been over-consumed by his strength, had already knelt on one knee and had no strength to fight again.

"I lost!" Yuanhua raised his head slightly and said convincingly.

He can only barely block the opponent's random punch, even if he is stupid, he knows that the difference in strength between the two is like a cloud and mud.

Chen Qingyang nodded slightly, then looked at Yuanfeng and said, "Please advise!" ”

Yuan Feng frowned slightly, even though he had witnessed the battle between Chen Qingyang and Yuan Hua just now, he still couldn't see through Chen Qingyang's true strength.

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"Master?" Yuan Feng shouted at Yong Zhenzi, apparently asking what he meant.

Yong Zhenzi squinted his eyes at Chen Qingyang, to be honest, even he couldn't see through what level Chen Qingyang's true strength had reached.

"Let's fight, we must not hurt the harmony, but we must not fall into the prestige of the Shangqing Sect." Nagamako said.

If Yuanfeng was placed in the hands of this young man again, if the matter spread, it would definitely damage the majesty of the Shangqing Sect.

Therefore, in this battle, Yuanfeng must win, and he must win it without hurting his anger.

"Understood."

Yuan Feng nodded, his eyes twinkling, and then walked out of the crowd.

Compared to Yuanhua, Yuanfeng's body is more slender and tall, even if he just stands there, it gives people a lot of pressure.

"Senior brother, I'll leave it to you." Yuanhua got up from the ground, walked to Yuanfeng with difficulty, and said.

Yuan Feng didn't speak, just nodded his head, and then looked at Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang looked directly at Yuanfeng's gaze, and there was no hint of contempt on his face, he knew that the Yuanfeng in front of him was definitely a very difficult opponent.

"Shangqing Sect Yuanfeng, please give me advice." Yuan Feng said with one hand together, and then leaned forward with his right palm and put on a "please" pose.

Unlike Yuan Hua and them, Yuan Feng did not have a long sword on his back, obviously he was preparing to fight Chen Qingyang with his bare hands.

"Chen Qingyang."

Chen Qingyang also signed up for himself, his body shook slightly, and his powerful momentum instantly climbed to the extreme.

This was the first time Chen Qingyang had fought with a half-step innate master after breaking through to the early stage of condensation, and he also wanted to know if he was now fighting head-on with a half-step innate master's martial artist.

"Be careful!"

Yuan Feng snorted softly, and his body stepped forward, as if suspended in mid-air, and there were no footprints on the ground.

At the same time, with a slight wave of his palm, the white air flow bursting out of his body instantly wrapped around his palm and slapped towards Chen Qingyang lightly.

This palm seemed to be very slow, but Yuanfeng's own speed was too fast, and it arrived in front of Chen Qingyang almost instantly.

Chen Qingyang's body did not retreat but advanced, and the Overlord Fist blasted out without hesitation.

"Boom!"

The fists collided, and there was no expected shock, and Yuan Feng's palm slid past the edge of Chen Qingyang's fist like a loach, and then imprinted on his shoulder.

"Bang!"

Chen Qingyang couldn't dodge, his shoulders stiffly resisted Yuanfeng's palm, and his body exploded back directly.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyang's current physical strength is comparable to that of a master of horizontal training, otherwise this palm alone would be enough to invalidate his entire arm.

Seeing that Chen Qingyang resisted his palm, he did not show the slightest injury, and Yuan Feng's brows furrowed again.

Although he had already left his hand, he was a half-step innate cultivator after all, and with the power of his palm, he could threaten any martial artist at the peak of the late stage of condensation.

But Chen Qingyang is like a little monster, and he is completely inappropriate.