Su Yuchen grew his mouth, and his expression was shocked and frightened.

Among the people present, no one knows the horror of Mao Qingquan better than him, even among the "Eight King Kongs" of the Su family, Mao Qingquan's strength is located in the upper reaches, and he is a rare grandmaster of the Su family in Zhongyue Province.

It can be said that even his father, the head of the Su family, had to give three points of courtesy when he saw Mao Qingquan.

However, Mao Qingquan, who was in the middle of the moon province, was beaten away by Chen Tianyang with his bare hands?

Su Yuchen had an ominous premonition in his heart, Xie Xiaoran was dead, if Mao Qingquan was killed by Chen Tianyang again, then his trip to Changlin Province would not only gain nothing, but even suffer heavy losses, and after returning to Zhongyue Province, he would definitely face strict punishment......

Su Yuchen shuddered, and now, he could only pray that Mr. Mao could establish his might again and kill Chen Tianyang here.

In the field, Chen Tianyang stood with his hands in his hands, raised his head slightly, looked at the big hole, and waited for Mao Qingquan to fall.

Mao Qingquan was in mid-air, but his heart was becoming more and more frightened, he was full of thought that with the strength of his "middle stage of grandmaster", even if he was slightly inferior to Chen Tianyang, but with the power of the divine weapon "Qingshuang Sword" in his hand, not to mention that he could kill Chen Tianyang, he could at least suppress Chen Tianyang, and then he would be famous in Changlin Province.

However, now he is at a disadvantage everywhere, and Chen Tianyang is just bare-handed.

"This son is so powerful at a young age, if he is given another ten or twenty years, wouldn't he be invincible in the world? At that time, I am afraid that even the Su family of Zhongyue Province will have to surrender to him, no, I must find a way to kill him here! ”

Mao Qingquan gritted his teeth, decided not to keep it anymore, and shouted in the air: "One move, you and I will live and die!" ”

The sound was loud and loud in the night sky.

"As you wish!"

Chen Tianyang's expression remained unchanged, relaxed and freehand.

The next moment, Mao Qingquan shouted, holding the divine sword, slashing at Chen Tianyang from top to bottom, hunting in long robes, and a cold wave erupted from the sword body, pressing down on Chen Tianyang!

Like a meteor falling from the sky!

Suddenly, the large hole in the roof of the bar expanded several times, and the whole building began to shake.

At the same time, the strong cold wave spread into the bar, and instantly broke out in all directions, Ye Zhiqi and Xie Xingchen were fortunately protected by the red lotus, and they were affected by this cold wave, so they just shivered, otherwise, they were afraid that the cold wave had penetrated into the bones, and all the internal organs were frozen.

The sword has not arrived, but the strength has arrived.

Under the pressure of the strong and ferocious cold wave, a layer of ice crystals formed on the ground under Chen Tianyang's feet again, and they immediately shattered, and countless ice crystals flew up from the ground, reflecting colorful light.

Among the countless small Xiaoice crystals around, Chen Tianyang was not afraid, his eyes were not waved, his legs were slightly divided, his feet were yin and yang, and his hands were suddenly raised, probing into the boundless cold wave!

"Look for death!"

Mao Qingquan was immediately overjoyed, although he was a man, but what he has cultivated since he was a child is the technique of feminine attributes, coupled with the coincidence that he got the Qingshuang Sword in his hand, every time he swings the sword, the sword body automatically emits a strong cold air, and it adds three successes to the power of Pingbai, which can be called like a tiger with wings, which also makes him confident to become the strongest person in the middle stage of the grandmaster.

And right now, the sword he slashed at Chen Tianyang not only showed all his strength, but also exerted all the cold qi in the Qingshuang Sword.

He was confident that under this sword, no matter how powerful Chen Tianyang was, he would definitely be either dead or injured!

Thinking of this, Mao Qingquan won a big victory in his eyes, and once again unreservedly urged the true yuan in his body, wanting to kill Chen Tianyang with one sword!

The next moment, Mao Qingquan only felt that the strength of the sword body disappeared suddenly, and he couldn't help but be horrified.

I saw Chen Tianyang standing proudly, holding his hands up, and in the palm of his hand, a white ball the size of a basketball appeared, which was full of gas, exuding a violent and cold atmosphere.

It was the cold tide and strength of Mao Qingquan's sword body, which had been fully contained in Chen Tianyang's Wuji Fist in his hands.

"This ...... How is this possible? ”

Mao Qingquan said in shock, although he was a strong grandmaster, he suddenly lost his strength, and his body still lost its balance in mid-air, and there was a gap for a moment.