1688. The power of the gods is surging!

The wind surging and the Yuan power raged.

On this hundred-foot sword platform, the fist wind and sword energy are everywhere, and one person fights a hundred people!

Facing the crowd surrounded, Chu Yun was not afraid or afraid, and directly returned to the most powerful attack.

What are shackles?

Crush it!

After this rebirth, Chu Yun was not afraid of anything from Jingzhou to Fenghai, from Jiangdong to Hongmen?

So what if everyone hates him, so what if everyone besieges him?

Immortal Yunyang will use absolute strength to tell them.

Those who insult me ​​will die! Those who offend me will be amazed!

As the strong wind surging, Chu Yun's full of rage exploded and instantly exploded into the world.

"The Heavenly Jue Thirteen, the Third Style, the Eight Extreme Collapse!"

boom!

There is no brilliant swordsmanship, nor any brilliant tricks.

Chu Yun directly used the most primitive and violent boxing techniques to blew up at the sword river in front of him.

Everyone only saw that two extremely violent attacks collided with each other on the hundred-foot sword platform.

Just the first encounter, a deafening roar hit the whole world.

Everyone imagined that Chu Yun's defeat did not occur.

The power of the crowd's joint attack was actually stopped under Chu Yun's punch.

"It actually blocked it?"

"Is it evenly matched?"

When everyone present was surprised when they saw the Yuanli Storm in a stalemate ahead.

The big men of Huozhu Palace and other palaces were even more amazed: "This young man is really a monster. How can so many people join forces to stay in a stalemate?"

However, just as everyone was admiring, Qin Jiu had beautiful eyes wide open, and her delicate pretty face was as solid as water, and she murmured: "Really, is it just a stalemate?"

"Hmm?" The deputy palace master Zhulong of Huozhu Palace was stunned for a moment, and then looked towards Qingong, "What does Qinjiu Fairy mean? Do you still think this young man can turn the tables and win?"

"He can fight this man alone, and it will be a miracle to be able to hold on for a moment. As for the turnaround, Fairy Qinjiu is too arrogant. Today, I, Zhulong, will put my words on this. If this young man can turn the tables and defeat this disciple of Baitai, I, Zhulong, will be willing to give him a disadvantage and let him be his teacher!"

"I'm the second!"

"Quick, look?"

"A monster, he~"

As soon as Zhulong's words fell, the surroundings suddenly burst into an uproar, and there were sounds of horror everywhere in his ears. Qin Jiu, Mu Guyan, and even the elders of the Nine Palaces all rose up with terror and trembling faces.

The terrifying white expression was like seeing a demon in the world!

Seeing this scene, Zhulong peed at that time, and his old face turned green.

Second O.

No way?

At this moment, a crazy idea came into the depths of Zhulong's heart.

In a daze, Zhulong turned his head and looked at the storm.

Just because he looked back in the crowd, Zhulong could never forget the boy's face again!

I saw it on the sword platform.

After Chu Yun's punch fell, the eight-legged fist power exploded almost at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang ~

The power, like a sea of ​​abyss, spread out immediately, sweeping over everyone's bodies.

At first, the first four sounds exploded, and everyone's joint attack was still able to resist.

But when the fifth fist exploded, Shi Hao and others' bodies trembled immediately.

The sixth sound exploded, and everyone was forced to attack together.

The seventh sound fell, and everyone vomited blood and flew backwards.

Until the eighth fist force exploded, the screams of pain continued to stop.

One of the weakest people had his body exploded on the spot, and blood mixed with flesh and blood splattered the entire sword table.

“This ~”

"This~~This~"

The world has become quiet.

Everyone sat up quietly, looking at such a horrifying scene in front of them with horror, and deep in their hearts, storm waves were even more stirring up.

Who would have thought that Chu Yun fought with hundreds of people alone and fought against the heroes alone. Not only did he not defeat him, he finally turned the tables.

With one punch to break the sky, break through thousands of shackles!

The people all over the Taiwan were swept by Chu Yun.

The surging power was terrifying the audience.

A perfect blow is just like a miracle!

Zhulong stayed there, Mu Guyan's delicate body trembled slightly, and Shi Lu, Leng Shan and others' pupils shrank. Yang Qian's parents were stunned and dared not speak anymore.

Even the people in the sword-making hall such as Kaige and Hu Ping were trembling by Chu Yun's surging power.

They knew that Chu Yun was very strong.

But what they didn't know was that Chu Yun was so paralyzed?

I regret everyone with my own strength and beat the whole audience alone!

The key is that these people are not the weak people like native chickens and dogs in Jiantang and Jianxiantang before. Those who can enter the rematch will be the best among their peers if they are pulled out.

Here Shi Hao stepped into the Golden Pill Realm with half his foot, Leng Qiufeng and Yu Fei might be stronger.

But so what?

He was still fucked by Chu Yun alone with bare hands!

At this moment, the audience was silent and no one dared to speak out anymore.

On the stage, blood was strolling, and minced meat flew everywhere, and people on the stage vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Under the nine heavens, only the pretty boy stood proudly, the beauty in her arms, her face full of sneer.

Who would have thought that Chu Yun would have such a shocking power if he didn't explode!

Yang Qian was completely stunned.
Chapter completed!