One punch!

Leng Qiu only used the Demon Dragon Anti-Heaven Fist and knocked all the twenty-two Five God Realm masters out of the ring.

Furious, clean, unstoppable, lawless scene, fixed in everyone's hearts.

They looked up at the ten-meter-high ring and looked up at the cold autumn standing in the wind.

No wonder crazy, he has crazy capital!

Sweep all the young generation of the Leng family!

It represents absolute strength, absolute combat effectiveness, incomparable!

"What a terrible punch, with a power of more than three million, even I can't stop it!"

Leng Feixiong's eyes were a little sluggish, and he staggered back to the Taishi chair, feeling a deep threat.

"How did he cultivate, he hasn't used all his strength, and he can't even see the realm!"

Leng Feizhou moved his gaze with difficulty, landing on the two juniors of the Five Divine Realm Triple in front of him, muttering to himself.

The gap is too big!

"This, what kind of power is this? His pure power is more than two million? Doesn't it mean that at least the five god realms are fourfold? impossible!"

Leng Feijing almost took the ring off his finger, his eyes full of disbelief.

"This kid's pure strength is comparable to our demon clan, what weird magic tricks have he cultivated?"

The Sky Eagle flying in the air, with a shock on his face, pondered the hole cards of Leng Qiu.

"This kid still has reservations, no wonder he is fearless. It was enough of a surprise for me!"

Leng Feiyang looked at his son in the ring, with pride in his eyes, and muttered.

The patriarch was shocked, the elders were shocked, and many of the younger generation were so frightened that they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

The young master of the Leng family is powerful and boundless!

Leng Feichen trembled, fortunately he didn't make a fuss seven days ago, otherwise with Leng Qiu's temperament, he would have killed himself!

Terrible!

It's horrible!

"It's really vulnerable, are you cultivating the exercises? Elders, all branches, but some people are not convinced, come up and fight!"

Just when everyone was shocked, Leng Qiu, who was standing in the ring, shook his head, his face was full of disappointment, and shouted loudly.

In the face of his roar, the martial arts arena lost its voice.

Arrogant?

No one calls him arrogant!

The strength is there, whoever is stronger than him is qualified to say.

Silent!

The entire arena was silent.

The patriarch of the three branches looked at the teacups on the table and did not speak.

They are the patriarchs, they have a noble status, and they are the ones who compete for the position of the chief patriarch of the family, how can they compete with him?

That is equivalent to saying, short of Leng Feiyang?

No way.

What's more, no one is sure how much strength Leng Qiu has hidden, and it is even more embarrassing to lose!

The rest of the elders will not fight.

Even if someone has five or six levels of the five god realms, they will not make a move.

Retire!

Leng Qiu looked around, no one looked at each other, no one came up, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

After collecting all the attribute light balls, plus a red envelope, he said loudly again:

"If you don't dare to come up alone, you can go together, and I'll take it together!"

The strength has increased by about 10,000, and with the addition of the injured, it is not much.

Wait for a while, but no one comes up.

Leng Qiu was quite disappointed, the family was too dull, which meant that there was no fresh blood, which was not conducive to future development!

Looking down, he said loudly:

"I don't want to give you a chance, it's rare to be able to defeat me, and there will be no more in the future!

Waving his right hand in the air, with extreme contempt, he continued:

"Since no one came to power, I am the first place, according to the regulations, I don't need twenty military sticks, and I have the privilege of traveling to the forbidden land for seven days. From now on, I hope everyone will follow the rules and don't let me grab my little feet!"

Leng Qiu said many benefits, showing to the limit, but unfortunately no one was provoked to fight.

Shaking his head, he floated the cash bridge again and landed on the viewing platform.

Elder Skyhawk, who had just left and was flying in the air, landed in the ring and announced loudly:

"Today's family competition is over, and the young patriarch Leng Qiu has won the first place! You can enter the forbidden land for seven days, and you can participate in future family discussions. Retreat!"

The sound spread throughout the martial arts arena, and everyone could hear it and dispersed one after another.

The members of the three branches, each with a pale face, and their eyes were shocked and unwilling.

"Leng Qiu is too strong, he can already succeed to the position of patriarch, this pulse is stable!"

"I want to make a move on Leng Feiyang today, but I can't even pass his son's level, I'm really unwilling!"

"The main vein is obviously declining, but it just came out of a cold autumn and was born out of thin air to suppress the younger generation!

The sound of discussion tells of endless envy and jealousy.

A few years of arrangement have been in vain.

Leave Leng Fu and enter every corner of the city.

Someone left Qinglan City and headed for other cities in the Great Qin Empire.

The reason why the branch vein is a branch vein is that it cannot stay in Lengfu.

Most of the people in the main lineage, many of the elders, were very excited, cheering, and running to tell each other.

The young master is outstanding, handsome and chic, strict in his observance, and personable.

A few families are happy and a few are sad, the cold autumn is a blockbuster, the coercion is contemporary, and the scenery is infinite.

Leng Feng, Leng Dan, Leng Yi and others have become foils one by one.

I wanted to fight for my father, but I ended up covered with injuries, and I couldn't even beat the slaves around Leng Qiu.

Leng Dan also wanted to make a splash and become the biggest dark horse, so that his father could take over the Leng family, but the result was in vain.

One by one, they sat in the room with a calm face, not wanting to go out.

Leng Qiu's arrogant and arrogant declaration echoed in his mind, and his frenzy of punching away all the Five Divine Realms emerged.

Linger for a long time!

The Leng family, everyone is talking about Leng Qiu, at this moment, he has followed his father and Sky Eagle and rushed to the outside of the Leng family's forbidden land.

Where the forbidden place is, except for the sect master and the guardian elders, no one else is allowed to approach, let alone take a step.

There are not only the tombs of the patriarchs of the past dynasties, but also many treasures, as well as the true heritage of the Leng family.

It will never be opened until the moment of life and death.

At this moment, the three of them came to the foot of a huge rockery.

The surrounding trees are tall and soaring into the sky, obscuring the real view inside.

In the small opening, there is only a heavy, old iron door.

"The two hundred and thirty-second generation patriarch, Leng Feiyang asks to see you!"

Standing in front of the door, even the Leng Feiyang of the Eight Palace Realm was still very solemn and dignified, and the voice came into the iron gate.

A moment later, inside the iron gate, an old and deep voice came:

"What are you doing again? Aren't you already getting the Blue Dragon Technique, and you're succeeding in your cultivation?"

Clearly understand Leng Feiyang.

"At the end of the triennial competition, I will bring Leng Qiu, who is the first place, to fulfill the rules of my ancestors!" Leng Feiyang replied solemnly.

"Crunch—"

With a tooth-aching sound, the old and heavy iron door in front of them slowly opened.

A puff of dust rolled up, making Leng Qiu fan his nose.

I didn't expect it to look gloomy on the outside, but it wasn't damp inside, and the light was victorious, and you could see the scenery at a glance.

An old man in a gray robe, with white hair and beard, eyes half-open and half-closed, and the appearance of a dead man.

The dog stood inside the door with his arms in his arms.