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2127. The Lord of Yuan

2127. The Lord of Zhongyuan

Top of Dongxuan Mountain.

There is a cold wind and a young man stands proudly.

The sword mark is like a chasm, still lying there.

However, at this moment, a rugged palm print had already appeared at the sword mark.

In the majestic palm pit, the old woman's face was covered in blood, her robe was damaged, and her face was covered in dirt.

The old woman at this time was in a mess, just like a defeated dog.

Half of his face was swollen, and blood was flowing in his mouth, and there was no trace of the majesty and demeanor he had before.

However, the old woman himself was not as strong as that. Mo Xuan and the others were slapped into flesh paste by Chu Yun's palm, and Grandma Feng was only seriously injured, spitting blood in her mouth, but she still struggled and climbed out of the palm pit with difficulty.

However, as soon as Grandma Feng climbed out of the palm pit, Chu Yun slammed another palm.

Boom ~

There was a loud bang, the rocks shattered and the earth cracked. Grandma Feng was once again inserted into the pit, and her muscles and bones were broken, and blood spitted all over the floor.

"You're crossing the line again."

On the top of Dongxuan Mountain, Chu Yun stood with his hands behind his back, but his faint voice echoed quietly in this sky.

Puff ~

Chu Yun's words made Grandma Feng's old face twitch, and a mouthful of blood mixed with soil spit out a long time.

"You~you~"

Grandma Feng seemed very dissatisfied. Her bloody eyes stared at Chu Yun tightly, and she let out a mad dog-like roar. The competition struggled again, crawling over like Chu Yun.

The moment the old woman's body passed the sword mark again, the giant palm covering the sky took shape again between the nine heavens.

"The Heavenly Victory One Thirteen Styles, I feel sorry for the Heavenly Victory!"

Boom boom boom boom ~

Chu Yun's three palms came out in a row, and half of the mountain was almost flattened by Chu Yun.

The earth shook and the rocks shattered.

This time, the old woman did not stand up again, and did not even scream, and was beaten into meat paste by Chu Yun.

The bright red blood was filled with the rugged palm prints.

Above this blood, there are even hair floating and robes soaked.

Grandma Feng, the old master of Zhengfeng Hall, was killed by Chu Yun's five palms.

The corpse was gone, and the whole person turned into meat paste and flowed down the Dongxuan Mountain.

Dead silence.

Deadly silence.

No one dared to speak out here.

In the place ahead, only the young man stood proudly.

The robe was fluttering, with three thousand hairs, but it was as chaotic as snow.

Behind him, Yun Qingqing's pretty face was with a faint smile and she played the long piano lightly with her bare hands.

The strings of the piano trembled, but the lingering sound of the piano was like flowing water, and the world was slowly flowing in this world.

With such beautiful piano sounds, at this moment, only Chu Yun can concentrate and enjoy it quietly.

As for the others, they were already stunned on the spot, staring at the front with their eyes tightly.

Unexpectedly, everyone was beaten to death, Grandma Feng, who was highly anticipated by them, disappeared under Chu Yun's five palms and turned into a pool of meat paste.

"This~This~"

Everyone was stunned, and the world was dead silent.

All the laughter just now disappeared, but everyone's expression was only horror.

Before this, who would have thought that with Chu Yun’s palm, Grandma Feng was even photographed into a meat paste?

"I'll go, will I?"

"How can this boy be so strong?"

Many people were already crazy. The leader of the Hailin Sect was so scared that his pupils shrank and his whole body was shaking.

They never thought that even Grandma Feng could not last for a while under Chu Yun's huge palm?

Chu Yun's strength was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Sect... Master Yun... Master Yun, what kind of cultivation is he?"

"Is it really a state of chasm that I can't get through the tribulation?"

In the inner sect of Dongxuan Gate, the disciples of Dongxuan Gate who were secretly watching here were all scared.

Nongtian asked Nongchen even more with red lips trembling and trembling.

Nong Chen nodded first, then shook his head.

"Don't ask me, I...I don't know."

Nong Chen really couldn't understand Chu Yun's cultivation.

Sometimes he looked at Chu Yun like the realm of the Yuan Dynasty, and sometimes he looked at it like the realm of the Golden Pill. At this moment, when Chu Yun showed his might, his surging power was probably not much different from the realm of the Tribulation.

However, Nong Chen didn't know that Chu Yun's current cultivation level was only in the late stage of the Yuan Dynasty.

The reason why he had the illusion that Chu Yun was approaching the Tribulation Realm was entirely because of Chu Yun's spiritual momentum.

After all, Chu Yun was an Immortal Lord who had almost complete the realm of tribulation in his previous life. Under such a mind, Nong Chen would naturally feel that facing Chu Yun is like facing the Immortal Lord.

"Teacher, let's not talk about what kind of cultivation Master Yunxian has, but now I really admire you." Nong Tian said in a low voice to Nong Chen.

Nong Chen immediately looked at his little apprentice in confusion: "What do you admire me?"

Nong Tian replied: "Of course I admire the teacher's foresight. When we offended Master Yun, if the teacher hadn't knelt in time, we would have become a pool of blood in the palm pit. By the way, how did you know that Master Yun could not mess with him?"

Thinking of the incident in the restaurant in Tonghai City, Nong Tian couldn't help but be very lucky at this time.

Fortunately, my teacher had a pussy, so I could kneel down if I couldn't beat it. Otherwise, if my teacher was as bloody as Ji Fan, I guess the fate of their Dongxuan Gate would not be much better than that of the Ji family.

However, listening to Nong Tian's words, Nong Chen felt uncomfortable.

Is this a praising him or a damaging him?

In anger, Nong Tian slapped his bastard apprentice in the face: "If you can't speak, shut up your teacher!"
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