"It turns out that your strength is all from the lips. ”

"Don't you know that the disciples of the Divine Turtle Sect are all shrunken turtles?"

Lianyun has always been proud of her sect, and she feels that the sect should not be blamed for this accident.

Hearing Bai Guangyuan insulting the Shenxia Sect again and again, her eyes turned red again.

This battle can't be stopped, and if it is stopped, it will be crowned again, reducing the name of turtle and cowardice.

However, let Chu Chenshang, a young man from the Spirit Spring Realm, get involved in this turmoil, and she couldn't bear it.

Chu Chen pouted indifferently, waved his hand casually at the teenagers and girls, and threw down a sentence directly.

"How many of you are new disciples of the White Cloud Sect, right? Then come and let me try my hand......"

The lame young man's arrogant attitude made everyone in the White Cloud Sect angry, and Bai Guangyuan snorted even more heavily, "He Kun, you go down and give him some color to see." ”

"Yes, senior brother!"

Hearing Bai Guangyuan's voice, a tall and strong young man among those people replied and stepped out with a cold and arrogant face.

The young man was more than nine feet tall, and his muscles were knotted, like a man-bear.

On his body, waves of fierce and violent aura swept out in all directions, and this aura even carried a wild smell unique to wild beasts.

This is obviously a tribal boy with the blood of a warrior in the Western Wilderness, and he is usually the pride of the sky in the eyes of everyone in the tribe.

"Senior brother, this lame man may be killed by me. ”

Not far in front of Chu Chen, the young man from He Kun suddenly smiled hideously, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a cruel and bloodthirsty arc.

Bai Guangyuan frowned and waved his hand: "Look at his sick and weak appearance, save your hands a little, don't kill him." ”

"Hey, got it. ”

He Kun nodded in response, and his gaze at Chu Chen changed suddenly, and a strong red light suddenly appeared on his body, which quickly condensed into an acre of blood cloud around him.

In an instant, a wild roar suddenly came out from behind him, and under the backdrop of this blood cloud, the aura on He Kun's body instantly skyrocketed.

As his figure shook, the light and shadow in the void changed, and a huge blood-colored beast light and shadow drilled out from the blood cloud, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The beast looked like a lion tiger, but it had a pair of fleshy wings on its back, and a pair of big eyes like copper bells exuded a lawless and ferocious aura.

Seeing the light and shadow of this strange beast appear, the sound of gasping cold air suddenly sounded around him.

"Blood Cloud Beast! This guy actually refined the spirit of a Blood Cloud Beast and integrated it into his body!"

"This young man is so blessed! The Blood Cloud Beast is a famous desolate beast, with the help of this desolate beast spirit, it will be almost effortless to enter the Lingxi realm in the future!"

“。 The Blood Cloud Beast was born with a thirst for killing, and after refining into an external incarnation, it was even more powerful. This He Kun's achievements in the future are limitless!"

"That lame kid is going to be unlucky, arrogance has to pay the price!"

......

An exclamation sounded from all around, there were many desolate beasts in the Western Wilderness Region, so this kind of practice of refining the spirit of the desolate beast and condensing the incarnation outside the body was also more prosperous than that of the Eastern Plains Domain.

Generally speaking, the stronger the refining beast, the greater the increase in its own strength.

He Kun was able to use the cultivation of the Lingquan realm to refine a super fierce beast Blood Cloud Beast of the Lingxi realm, and he had to say that he was extremely talented.

Although this Blood Cloud Beast must have been obtained by pouring the strength of the entire tribe.

"Boy, if you want to beg for mercy, kneel down and call grandpa, and I will stop. ”

He Kun looked at Chu Chen with a cruel smile, just like looking at a wild dog on the side of the road.

I saw him clench his fists violently, and the moment his fingers and palms met, a brilliant red light erupted, and the awe-inspiring void rumbled.

"By the way, you won't cry your nose, I heard that the people of your Eastern Plains are the most vulnerable......"

He Kun, who was clenching his fists, wanted to say something, but everyone only saw a gray shadow flashing in front of him, and the gray-clothed young man who was originally sitting in a wheelchair pressed his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, bounced up from the wheelchair, and quickly flew in front of He Kun like a flash of lightning, and then raised his hand and slapped him in the face!

He Kun instinctively wanted to hide, but the speed of the gray-clothed young man was too fast, so fast that He Kun's face was only slightly on one side, and he was directly hit.

"Smack!"

With a loud slap, He Kun's huge figure was slapped away like a broken ball, and it flew upside down more than ten feet away.

The light and shadow of the Blood Cloud Beast around him were directly dispersed by that palm, and he trembled violently a few times, and suddenly let out an extremely frightened wail, and actually turned into a red light and re-submerged into He Kun's body on the side of the road, and never dared to come out again.

"Hoo ......"

With a swing of his figure, Chu Chen returned to his wheelchair as if he had no weight, sitting upright.

He looked coldly at the disciples of the White Cloud Sect, like a group of hunters looking at prey.

The whole long street was as silent as death.

Whether it was the cold-faced Bai Guangyuan who was about to watch the joke, or the little senior sister Lianyun who was worried and gloomy, or the disciples of other sects who gathered around to watch the excitement with their eyes wide open.

They all looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

I was still worried just now, afraid that I would be interrupted by the Western Wilderness Warrior's attack too hard, but now I look at it, this lame young man stretched out his hand and slapped him, causing the Western Wilderness Warrior to fly out.

He Kun is a genius of the Western Wilderness Battle Tribe, and he was cleaned up by a clean slap in the face.

Don't have any ability to resist?!

The crisp slap sound was still echoing in everyone's minds, and everyone fell into a state of complete stupor.

Among everyone, the most surprising was Bai Guangyuan, who knew He Kun's bottom line.

This time, He Kun can be said to be the strongest new disciple he specially pulled over from the Western Wilderness, with the cultivation at the peak of the Lingquan realm, and the incarnation of the blood cloud beast, the real combat power is definitely far beyond the Lingquan realm, and it is comparable to the Lingxi initial realm.

I was actually put down with a slap!

This lame young man is obviously just in the Lingquan Realm, how can his slap be so powerful?

"The new geniuses of the White Cloud Sect, I give you a chance to take revenge, now ...... Everybody's up!"

Ignoring the surprised looks of everyone around him, Chu Chen beckoned to the "dragons and phoenixes among newcomers" of the Baiyun Sect who were stunned, and pointed at himself again.

The monks on the long street were collectively speechless again, this arrogance was boundless, and beating a disciple was a world of difference from beating a group of disciples.

Did this kid go crazy after he got his hands on it?

How dare you challenge a group of masters alone?