The man in the white long gown, Cen Jinge, was extremely fast, and his figure flashed. He crossed more than ten meters away to Cen Jingyuan, looked at it, and said in a deep voice: "The 'Aji Ghost Seal' of the Ghost Doctor'? Humph, it's just a trick of the Eagle."

He stretched out his slender palm and gently patted Cen Jingyuan's chest.

With just two "puff" sounds, two silver needles automatically fell off Cen Jingyuan's body and fell to the ground. The meridians that were stagnant in his body were revitalized under the impact of Cen Jinge's strong internal strength.

Wu Wudi and Feng Liansheng's faces changed drastically. Although Cen Jingyuan only got two needles and was far from the point of "three needles and banning the qi", the "Abi Ghost Seal" is a unique skill recorded in "Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate". It was actually broken by Cen Jinge so easily. Such strength is really terrifying.

On the other hand, Chen Feiyu's expression was even more serious.

"What do you think now?" Cen Jinge asked, his voice calm and he couldn't hear much emotion.

Cen Jingyuan took a deep breath, investigated the situation in his body, knew that he was worry-free, then bowed slightly and said excitedly: "Dad, you have finally come out of seclusion. It's great. Dad is here to take charge of the overall situation. Everything can be decided today!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like thunder thunder roaring on the ground.

Most people who didn't know the inside story were shocked. This middle-aged man with a terrible cultivation level was Cen Jingyuan's father? Then, he is the legendary Cen Jinge. Damn, he is not dead yet. He is such an old monster!

Shi Yueguang and others were very excited. With a peerless strong man like Cen Jinge in charge, Chen Feiyu will definitely die in this battle!

In front of everyone, Cen Jinge nodded to Cen Jingyuan, but ignored Chen Feiyu. A figure flashed and appeared in front of Cen Xiaowei, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and reached his hand on his pulse.

After frowned slightly, he pressed his palm against Cen Xiaowei's chest, and a thick stream of true energy passed over. Although Cen Xiaowei had not woken up, his face had become rosy. It seemed that his injuries had healed a lot.

Cen Jinge breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and looked at Chen Feiyu, and said lightly: "You are Chen Feiyu?"

Everyone around was full of energy and the show was about to begin.

"good."

Facing a peerless strong man like Cen Jinge, Chen Feiyu looked stern, neither humble nor arrogant.

"You injured Xiaowei and Jingyuan?"

"good."

"You have the 'Nine Needles of Heaven'?"

"good."

Cen Jinge nodded and said, "It is rare for you to have such cultivation at a young age. Hand over the 'Nine Needles of Heaven'. If you destroy your cultivation, you will be able to kill yourself. I can make an exception and spare your life."

His tone was plain, but his words had an unstoppable aura and a condescending arrogance, as if he gave Chen Feiyu his life as a gift to Chen Feiyu.

Snake Yueguang, Zuo Zhitong and others immediately scratched their ears and faces in a hurry. They had a deep feud with Chen Feiyu. If they really spared Chen Feiyu, wouldn't they cry without tears?

However, Cen Jinge had already spoken, and even if they were not satisfied, they would not dare to object.

In front of everyone, Chen Feiyu sneered and asked without answering, "Are you Cen Jinge?"

"No," Cen Jinge stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly: "My cultivation has reached the late stage of the legend. Killing you is like killing a chicken. You can hand over the 'Nine Needles of Heaven' quickly, and you can still have a glimmer of life. If you dare to say the word 'no', your life will be difficult to keep today."

After saying that, he patted his palm in the air to the left, and an extremely powerful internal force suddenly burst out.

I saw many maple trees on the left and were knocked down by his palms and flew out, forming a vacuum area about six or seven meters wide and more than twenty meters long.

shocking!

Everyone was shocked, and a light palm was as powerful as a means of ghosts and gods. It was terrible, so terrible. No matter how powerful Chen Feiyu was, how could he be Cen Jinge's opponent?

Cen Jingyuan raised his head proudly, feeling honored. At the same time, he glanced at Chen Feiyu contemptuously and sneered: "Although your martial arts are mysterious, in front of absolute strength, everything is full of clouds. If you know the truth, you should surrender as soon as possible."

Everyone nodded, not optimistic about Chen Feiyu.
Chapter completed!