Thundered!

The sword qi advanced two feet further, Jiang Chen moved, and an astonishing force of qi and blood suddenly erupted from his body, like a blazing furnace burning, and the rolling heat wave spread out in an instant.

Oh!!!

The roar of the tiger resounded, and an illusory tiger appeared behind Jiang Chen, the power of qi and blood exploded, and Jiang Chen raised his fist and threw a punch with all his might.

The heat wave was rolling, burning the sword qi, and the sword qi that was about to be born was suddenly shattered, Jiang Chen's eyes showed ruthlessness, and he punched out again, attracting the power of pure yang to bless this punch, making a thunderous sound.

This punch didn't have any moves, only pure strength, the majestic qi and blood were surging, and the fierce punch burst out, and in Duan Zhengde's horrified gaze, it came to him in an instant.

Boom!

I only heard a loud bang, and then a chilling wave of qi spread, and the scorching wave of qi suddenly set off a gust of wind, under this punch, Duan Zhengde's body retreated violently, and the whole person shot out like an arrow, his true yuan consumed a lot, and he couldn't withstand this fist power at all.

He barely landed on the ground, stopping his form, his heart roaring.

"Pure Yang Gong?" Duan Zhengde could naturally perceive that what Jiang Chen was cultivating was the common internal strength method in the Great Feudal State system.

Isn't this a common internal skill? How could there be such terrible power?

"You're just a Condensation Warrior, how can you have such a strong power." Duan Zhengde's face was full of horror, ordinary condensation martial artists couldn't resist his sword momentum at all, something was wrong with this kid.

"Very good, it seems that it doesn't make sense for Lin Shanhai to regard you as a hope for a clear void." In just an instant, Duan Zhengde reacted, no wonder Lin Shanhai swore to protect this guy to the death.

Duan Zhengde had obviously seen Jiang Chen's lamp run out of oil before, but now Jiang Chen was resurrected with full blood.

As a True Yuan Martial Artist, his mind was naturally good, and in the blink of an eye, he realized that there must be some kind of secret in Jiang Chen.

"You're damned!" Jiang Chen didn't talk nonsense with him, his body began to burn, and the hot breath spread, like a fire god descending on the world.

Jiang Chen did not choose to leave, his master sacrificed himself to save him.

"He is a True Yuan Realm martial artist, although the True Yuan is vast, as long as he is close, there is hope." Jiang Chen saw the breakthrough in this battle in an instant.

His qi and blood are amazing, and he is blessed by the Zhurong form, which causes stronger damage in hand-to-hand combat, and if he is an ordinary Condensing Martial Artist, he can't compete with a True Yuan Realm martial artist at all.

But Jiang Chen is different, his pure yang skill is already at the level of supernatural power, which has brought him an unprecedented improvement.

Moreover, in the form of Zhu Rong, his spiritual will was strong, and he was not suppressed by the power of the True Yuan.

"Kill!"

Jiang Chen moved, this time it was so fast that even Duan Zhengde barely saw a vague black shadow, and almost instantly, Jiang Chen appeared in front of Duan Zhengde.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Duan Zhengde couldn't see what was happening at all, and the next moment, he shot out backwards at a faster speed than before, hitting the stone pillar in the Gathering Thunder Array, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of dark red backblood.

What!

Duan Zhengde's pupils contracted suddenly, and his eyes were full of horror, so fast that he didn't even react, he was blown away by a punch, and the hot pure yang power burned Duan Zhengde along his wound at all times, making him in unbearable pain, and his face was distorted.

This guy's body is so terrifying, he can cross a realm to fight him, and he has a faint sense of foreboding in his heart, if not, he may really be here today!

But Jiang Chen didn't give him a chance to breathe, and in his Zhu Rong form, his strength and speed increased to the extreme, and he launched a fierce attack again.

Bang bang bang!

For a while, the fist intent was overflowing, the dust and smoke were flying, with the blessing of pure yang gong, Jiang Chen's fist was hot to the flesh, and for a while, Duan Zhengde's muscles and bones were numb, and he could no longer gather any strength.

"If you dare to kill me, the Heavenly Master's Mansion will not let you go!" Duan Zhengde was bleeding from his mouth, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

"If you kill me, the Heavenly Master's Mansion will also be aware of it, and when the time comes, the heavens and the earth will go up, and the entire Great Feudal Kingdom will not have a place for your body." Duan Zhengde was frightened and hurriedly threatened to speak.

But Jiang Chen is not afraid at all, this period of Zhengde must die today!

"Click!" In the continuous punching, Jiang Chen smashed his throat with one punch, Duan Zhengde couldn't speak, he could only stare at Jiang Chen with an incredulous gaze.

Originally, he thought that he was more than enough to deal with a condensing martial artist, but now he was suppressed and beaten, his heart was full of bitterness, and his eyes showed begging for mercy.

"What about the Heavenly Master's Mansion, dare to hit my idea, come one to kill one, come to two, I will kill a pair!" Jiang Chen stepped forward, his qi and blood were like rainbows, and the hot waves of qi made all the rain vaporize instantly a few meters away from him.

"Since you look down on Qingxuguan, then let you die under the thunder law of Qingxuguan!" Jiang Chen's eyes were ruthless.

He raised his right hand, his palm facing upward, the thunder seed in his body flickered in an instant, and the power of thunder hidden in the depths of his body gradually grew, quickly converging towards Jiang Chen's palm.

The wind and thunder resounded, the air roared, Jiang Chen's palm was wrapped in the power of crystal blue and white thunder and lightning, and this was not all, after the palm thunder converged and formed, the pure yang power in Jiang Chen's body was uncontrollably and gradually integrated into this thunder.

At first glance, it was pure and flawless, with red and blue lights intertwined, exuding a palpitating aura, and this palm thunder absorbed the power of pure yang and became more and more violent.

"Palm Thunder!"

Jiang Chen shouted, and the palm thunder in his hand instantly turned into a red and blue intertwined qi sword, and bombarded Duan Zhengde's body fiercely.

This blow was too fast, like a sharp sword, indestructible, directly piercing Duan Zhengde's chest.

"Zizizi!" The power of thunder and pure yang erupted violently, turning into a terrifying storm within his body.

Under this terrifying force, Duan Zhengde's meridians were broken, and his blood was evaporated, turning into a blood mist in the sky.

The power of the palm thunder completely exploded, bombarding the hard ground, and in an instant, the cracks quickly cracked like spider webs, with a loud bang, devastating, and the entire field was suddenly full of holes.

And just when Duan Zhengde died, there was a golden and brilliant Taoist temple far away, and there were countless cyan jade slips lined up in front of the Taoist temple hall, and there was a blood-colored name on each jade slip.

Suddenly, the jade slip with Duan Zhengde written on it exploded and was replaced by a pile of scraps.

This movement immediately alarmed an old man in gray who was meditating in front of the lobby, he opened his eyes, his eyes bloomed with endless killing intent, and he slowly got up, walked out of the lobby, and looked at the sky.

"Kill the people of my Heavenly Master's Mansion and destroy the Nine Clans."

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