Chapter 203: Absolute Power

Liu Feiyang's defeat was a matter of time, he himself was already badly injured, however, what people didn't expect was that the defeat would be so simple and thorough, and the seemingly ordinary man who came out of the country almost just casually punched Liu Feiyang away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Feiyang, who landed on the ground, was already unconscious, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. This combat power is absolutely terrifying.

Yan Fei couldn't help but jump to where Liu Feiyang was, raised his hand and fed a pill into his mouth, nodded a few places on Liu Feiyang's body, his face was gloomy and terrifying, he glanced at Cangcheng who was at the top, didn't say anything, and took him down to heal.

"Jian Yi, what's wrong with you?" This result was expected, but at this time, Jian Yi was in a very unstable state of emotion, looking at Cangcheng in the center of the field, there was a frightening momentum ups and downs. The speakers were two middle-aged men who came together, and Jian Yi's status in the Broken Sword Pavilion was no less than Liu Feiyang's status in the Broken Sword Villa. The baby bump to be protected all the time.

"This person, damn it!" Jian Yi's sharp eyes stared at Cangcheng in the center of the field, full of killing intent, and at this time, Cangcheng also looked in this direction, without any superfluous things in his eyes, and smiled slightly, as if waiting for Jian Yi's shot.

Who is Jian Yi, who is also a contemporary, how could he be so humiliated. One step out, you have to go to the stage to fight.

"Go back, you are not his opponent, when you have the ability to fight with him, naturally I won't stop you, go now, just bring humiliation on yourself," Jian Kuang, who had been sitting here without any words, spoke, Jian Kuang had a very unusual position in the hearts of every disciple of the Broken Sword Pavilion, very noble.

At this time, Jian Yi, no matter how unbearable he was, could only give up, and the hand on the hilt of the sword on his back slowly loosened and retreated.

And the woman in red clothes looked indifferent, looked at Cangcheng, and there was not much emotion, her eyes were drip in the center of the field, as if she was looking for someone, and she didn't take the current situation to heart at all.

Cangcheng below, without waiting for Jian Yi's shot, also smiled, packed up his clothes, and slowly walked to the center, facing the four major families and forces at the top of the high platform at this time. Today, if he wants to make a name for himself in Ziyun Villa, he will inevitably face several big forces.

"I have heard for a long time that there are many outstanding people in the Tianshan Mountains, and there are countless geniuses of the younger generation, Cang is not talented, and he has the courage to ask for advice here, if you think you can win me, even if you come up to fight," Cangcheng's voice is like a bell, his face does not change, and there is no fear at all. Step on the bluestone floor and be in high spirits.

And this sentence made the people present suddenly unable to calm down.

A person who challenges the monks to the east and west of the entire Tianshan region, this person is really confident, or bold, is he really so confident?

Of course not, it is true that Cangcheng has strength, but he is not confident enough to be like this, facing Rong Tianyi who holds the sword in his hand, and Xue Mengqi who has the Soul Killing Qin, Cangcheng knows that he is invincible, but it is by no means impossible to fight, doing so is just to prove himself.

After all, in this world, there are really very few people like Xue Mengqi and Rong Tianyi.

"Arrogance, Liu Feiyang has been seriously injured, taking advantage of the danger of others, An dares to challenge my Central Plains monk, I will fight you!" Sure enough, this kind of rampant words were very effective, and a young boy in the stands had already jumped up.

He may have hesitated before, but he would never allow outsiders to challenge their dignity, especially in a place like this.

The man's face is delicate, and his figure is not as majestic as Cangcheng, but at first glance, he has a sense of fierceness, and he is a good monk.

Jumping up, in this tall stand, a bright long sword appeared in the man's hand, the sword was three feet long, the sword body was four fingers wide, and the position near the tip of the sword was slightly concave inward. The tip of the sword is raised at the front and six fingers wide, giving it a very heavy feeling.

"Very good, let's get out of the sword!" Looking at the man who jumped out first, Cangcheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the sword in his hand, I don't know if he was talking about his sword, or this person, this person's cultivation or courage, I don't know.

"Hmph, challenge me Central Plains Monk, you are not qualified enough, let me teach you what kind of rampant capital you have!" The man in Tsing Yi didn't talk nonsense at all, he raised his sword and stabbed straight into Cangcheng, and on the sword body, the cyan vitality was blazing, so not majestic.

The so-called three-foot green peak, probably that's it.

The man's speed was extremely fast, but, from beginning to end, Cangcheng didn't move, he looked at this person with a smile and a sword, a distance of more than twenty steps, in the blink of an eye, a second ago, this person was still twenty steps away, and now, he is already in front of him.

Qingfeng pointed directly at the heart of Cangcheng, this sword seemed to be able to pierce the air occasionally, which was depressing, but Cangcheng, who was the protagonist, still didn't move, and when he immediately stabbed his skin, Cangcheng's right hand reached out, and the palm was outward, which was the position pointed by the tip of the sword.

Everyone's eyelids couldn't help jumping, could it be that this person was going to throw it empty-handed again?

However, the next moment, people found out that they were wrong, just in the middle of the palm, the tip of the sword was difficult to make any more progress, and the cyan vitality continued to rotate, however, it was impossible to make progress.

This weird picture didn't last long, and there were beads of sweat rolling down the cheeks of the man in Tsing Yi, as if this was a very laborious thing, and on the other hand, Cangcheng still had a relaxed face, if there was any change, that is, he didn't have the smile he had at the beginning.

There is no doubt that he took this move, but the people who can stand here and shoot at him are mortal. The sword aura of this man in Tsing Yi is very powerful, and it directly cuts through Cangcheng's protective vitality, and the reason why there is such a battle result is that Cangcheng itself is strong, and it is not too miserable.

The master has made a move, each move contains thousands of moves, not to mention the realm of them, Liu Feiyang's stunning sword before, and Cangcheng at this time, are all like this, a seemingly simple move, and the things that are fused, in fact, there are a lot of big things.

Cangcheng slanted at the corner of his eyes, glanced at the man in Tsing Yi, his right hand was forced, and the man in Tsing Yi secretly screamed in his heart, but it was too late, there was an unbearable force from the sword body, and he felt a huge force from the sword body, which spread to his internal organs, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"With strength, there is dignity, and the shouting without strength is just a joke," with one hand, the sword flew away, and the speed of Cangcheng was amazing, and it swept directly to the man in Tsing Yi who was still in mid-air, and the demonic voice sounded in his ears, which was very penetrating.

Then, he didn't know anything, and there was a tingling pain in his back, and he passed out directly, and he couldn't say anything.

In the eyes of others, Cangcheng just kept blocking the man's sword with his palm, and then slapped him away, and then chased after him and knocked the man out with one punch, and there was no doubt about the strength of the battle.

You must know that this man has the strength of the late stage of quasi-refining gods, and he is not an unknown person, so he can't hold up the two moves.

No one accuses Cangcheng of doing right or wrong, because this is the gap in strength, as he himself said, with strength, there is dignity, and the clamor without strength is just a handle that makes people laugh.

Since someone will come up and carry the man in Tsing Yi down to heal his injuries, looking at their appearance and expression, this person is just seriously injured, and there is no worry about his life.

"Cangcheng's strength has improved again. Behind the old man surnamed Cang, Zheng Yuan said, as if he was extremely sure of Cangcheng's strength, but this sentence did not cause him the slightest response.

Zheng Yuan didn't say anything, and glanced at the only disciple behind him who was still standing here unmoved, this woman with a golden mask, and was speechless.

At this time, a trace of doubt flashed in her heart, just at that moment, he clearly felt a familiar opportunity behind him, a very familiar opportunity, and she even spent a year looking for someone.

However, it was only a flash and disappeared, and it is unknown.

And this direction is the location of the attic where Ziyun Ling is located in the distance.