The crowd at the main table was stunned, what the hell was going on?

Why did Jiang Chen destroy the Golden Armor Holy Clothes and the Starry Sky Compass?

This is a magic weapon worth hundreds of millions, and it's gone?

A businessman is a businessman after all, and until now, he is still thinking about money and how much he has lost.

They did not have any doubts about the identities of Master Jiang and the Evergreen Daoist.

It's just a little strange, how can the quality of these masters and Dao Masters' magic weapons be so poor?

Jiang Chen's divine sense was keen, and although he had his back to the fake Master Jiang, he had already noticed his every move.

What made him jealous was the Evergreen Daoist in front of him, although his Dao was a low-level foundation building realm, Jiang Chen was not sure that he would be able to kill him with one blow.

However, fortunately, these two underestimated Jiang Chen's strength.

They had been studying Jiang Chen for a while, and Jiang Chen's information was very familiar, so they deduced that Jiang Chen might just be a martial arts master, but he was a little more knowledgeable, and his strength was not enough.

Now that the old bottom has been exposed, it will definitely kill people and destroy their mouths.

I saw the left eyelid of the Changqing Daoist blink, and at this time, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a gust of wind in his back, and the Changqing Daoist in front of him also suddenly became difficult, and his five fingers turned into claws and grabbed towards Jiang Chen's heart.

In an instant, the two of them were fierce.

The palm that pretended to be Master Jiang blasted out from behind carried a little bit of true qi, and without reservation, it used a lot of strength.

Even if he is a martial arts master, if he is sneak attacked by this palm, he will be severely disabled if he does not die.

I saw Jiang Chen's body leaning forward suddenly, and then the ghost deviated, and instantly staggered the palm that came from behind.

His heart moved, and his true qi continued in the palm of his hand, and he blasted a palm at the void.

Boom......

With a muffled sound, a golden palm print sent a wave of air in the air, and then the air fluctuated, and a black shadow flew out.

Burst......

A stream of blood spurted out, and a black shadow slammed into the round table opposite.

At this time, the sharp claws of the Evergreen Daoist had already grabbed Jiang Chen's chest.

The dry five fingers of the Changqing Daoist instantly burst out sharp nails, trying in vain to pierce the skin and pinch Jiang Chen's heart.

However, as soon as his hand touched the clothes, he felt a piercing pain in his fingertips, directly through the gap between his nails, rushing into his meridians.

As if electrocuted, the Changqing Daoist hurriedly took his hand back.

The next moment, he saw a smiling face.

The Changqing Daoist subconsciously retreated back in horror.

Jiang Chen had already punched out.

Laugh at......

A piercing sound broke through the air......

Changqing Daoren's face changed wildly, and his eyes were full of horror: "God, it's really angry......

At this time, the chest of the Evergreen Daoist was already wide open, and he felt the oncoming wave of qi, and he subconsciously swung out his fists, ready to resist the blow.

If he doesn't punch, the impact of this punch will directly crack his internal organs!

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and there was a crisp sound from the blocking hands of the Evergreen Daoist, followed by a heart-rending roar.

Boom......

A punch the size of a sandbag slammed into the chest of the Evergreen Daoist, directly burning the clothes on his chest, leaving a huge fist mark.

Rumble......

The Evergreen Daoist flew out upside down and smashed on his apprentice.

Everything happened in a flash of light, and before many people could see it, the battle was over.

The young man who pretended to be Master Jiang had a black palm print on his chest, which was sunk into it by at least five centimeters, and he was now spitting black blood in his mouth, staring at his feet and struggling.

The Evergreen Daoist was a little better than his apprentice, but he couldn't stand up either.

Because, he felt that there was an extra net in the meridians, locking up the only bit of his true qi and not letting it out at all.

Moreover, Jiang Chen's punch just now directly hit his internal organs, and now when he breathes, he can feel fainted.

Jiang Chen walked towards the two of them step by step.

Changqing Daoren's eyes widened and he coughed for a while: "How is it possible...... You are a cultivator...... The True Qi Locking Pulse technique has been lost for hundreds of years...... Who the hell are you?"

True Qi Locking is a kind of thaumaturgy in the cultivation realm, which is to use True Qi to lock the other party's meridians so that it cannot urge True Qi.

This move is generally used on two sides with a huge disparity in strength.

For example, in the later stage of the battle between the two, one side is full of true qi and the other side is exhausted, and the ingenious body method is used to implant the true qi into the other party's body, so that the pulse can be locked and the other party can be turned into a broiler.

Changqing Zhenren held up Old Man Jia before, and they had exhausted most of their true qi, and Jiang Chen keenly grasped this loophole.

Moreover, the five fingers that the Changqing Daoist grabbed from Jiang Chen just now did not use all his strength.

Changqing Daoist originally wanted to make up for it after his apprentice's bombardment, so that Jiang Chen would die completely, but he didn't expect a fire in the backyard.

I put myself in it.

Ahem......

The apprentice of the Evergreen Daoist coughed up a mouthful of black blood and looked at Jiang Chen's shadow with a blank look.

Looking at the black shadow step by step, he felt half of his body cold.

It's like death is holding a scythe, harvesting his life.

He muttered, "This can't be...... It can't be ......"

The world view of the apprentices of the Evergreen Daoist stepped on.

Just now, it was obvious that he used ten percent of his strength, and he also used the method of stealth, but Jiang Chen's clothes didn't touch.

Not only did he not kill anyone, but he turned out to be like this!

He could now clearly feel that life was passing rapidly, and his consciousness was gradually dissipating.

The Evergreen Daoist is a foundation building realm, Jiang Chen has to think a little about killing him, but the apprentices of the Evergreen Daoist are only refining the Qi realm, although they are separated by a foundation building realm, but the difference in strength between the two is like a chasm!

Jiang Chen's killing of this counterfeit is as simple as a tiger biting a sheep to death.

Just one move, one blow to seal the throat!

Just now, because Jiang Chen wanted to concentrate on dealing with the Changqing Dao people, he only used thirty percent of the power to bombard the counterfeits.

But with only thirty percent of his strength, he beat a monk who practiced Qi Realm to the point of blood collapse with one palm, which was terrifying.

In the monastic world, the difference between one realm is the difference between clouds and mud!

As for the seventy percent strength, just look at the performance of the Evergreen Dao people.

There was an emergency at the scene, and Wang Cheng was directly stupid.

Isn't this Master Jiang and his master, why did they suddenly lie down, what happened?

Old man Jia and Xie Sanjin were even more earthy, and their eyes were dull.

The Evergreen Daoist tried to struggle backwards in vain, but he couldn't exert the slightest strength, he was like a vegetative person, waiting for the verdict of fate!

"Who are you...... Who are you...... How can you really lock the vein......" The mood of the Changqing Dao people was almost crazy.

Jiang Chen twisted his neck: "Who am I? I am the one he pretended!"

Rumble!

Changqing Daoren's whole body shook violently: "What are you talking about...... You are Master Jiang?"

Jiang Chen's whole body was full of momentum, and the powerful coercion spread.

Changqing Daoren's face was earthy, and the whole person was stunned like a sculpture.

"How is it, how does it feel to pretend to me?" Jiang Chen said word by word.

Every time he said a word, the atmosphere on the scene was cold, like an ice cellar.

(End of chapter)