Faced with Chen Qingyang's provocation, Yang Zhan slapped the wooden table next to him with a palm, and stood up suddenly.

"Boy, don't think that this is the Chen family, I dare not touch you. If you offend me again, I don't mind letting you lie in the hospital for a few months." Yang Zhan glared at Chen Qingyang with gloomy eyes and shouted.

He may not dare to kill someone in the Chen family, but after teaching Chen Qingyang a lesson, even if he endured the anger of the Chen family, Yang Zhan was not afraid.

"Qingyang, don't be impulsive, let grandma deal with it." Zhao Lanxin hurriedly said to block Chen Qingyang.

Although Chen Qingyang's health has been improved, the old lady does not think Chen Qingyang will be Yang Zhan's opponent.

Chen Qingyang looked back at Zhao Lanxin and said with a smile: "Grandma, believe me, I can handle it!"

Looking at the confident smile on Chen Qingyang's face, Zhao Lan's expression was slightly stunned. She hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Okay, grandma won't stop you, but if there is danger, you must return."

Chen Qingyang didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, then turned around and walked to the center of the hall, stretched out a middle finger, hooked at Yang Zhan provocatively, and said, "Old guy, come here and fight!"

Chen Qingyang knew that the other party was a master in the middle stage of Huajin, but he practiced the heavenly martial arts "Yijing Jin". In terms of energy level and thickness, he was far superior to the same level of warriors.

Even if the other party is a mid-stage warrior in Huajin, Chen Qingyang may not be ineligible to fight!

"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Yang Zhan was also angry at this time and strode towards Chen Qingyang. Every time he took a step, a clear footprint appeared on the ground. You can imagine how terrifying the power under his feet was.

Feeling the terrifying momentum of Yang Zhan, Chen Qingyang also felt great pressure at this moment.

However, this pressure instantly turned into Chen Qingyang's fighting spirit. He roared lowly, and his whole body surged, and he rushed with a big step, and swung out a straight punch.

The iron fist impact brought out a whistling sound, which shocked everyone subconsciously held their breath and looked at Chen Qingyang in horror.

They don’t know much about the Chen family, the eldest young master who has been missing for eight years. Apart from the amazing performance of the top scorer in the college entrance examination that year, he was amazed at the time.

Now that he swung this punch, even outsiders could feel the horror.

A surprised look flashed in Yang Zhan's eyes not far away, but it soon became cold and fierce.

"A little trick!"

Yang Zhan sneered, and his thin body suddenly bent into a bow, his legs ready to go stepped on the floor, and his body was like a sharp arrow and diagonally penetrated into the air, heading straight for Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang, who was underground, suddenly looked up and found that Yang Zhan had appeared above his head. His face changed slightly. His original straight punch instantly turned into an uppercut, and his strength did not decrease at all.

Yang Zhan's body in the air suddenly stopped, his toes stretched straight, and then fell down hard, and took Chen Qingyang's head.

The fists and feet collided, and a muffled sound broke out. Under the suppression of terrifying force, Chen Qingyang's body instantly sank down, and the jade floor under his feet shattered inch inch, and it was in an instant that it was more than ten centimeters of concave.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, Yang Zhan's body stood directly on Chen Qingyang's fist, motionless.

Chen Qingyang's face was slightly ferocious, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. It was obvious that he underestimated Yang Zhan's strength.

But it is far from the point where he admits defeat!

Chen Qingyang's right fist retracted with the flow, and at the same time his body quickly moved to the right, trying to widen the distance between the two.

However, Yang Zhan in the sky seemed not to want to give Chen Qingyang a chance to breathe. At the moment when Chen Qingyang closed his fist, his body suddenly turned down, and his thick right leg kicked out, sweeping towards Chen Qingyang at an extremely tricky angle.

This beautiful sweep in the air, without decades of skill, would never be as skilled as Yang Zhan.

Chen Qingyang, who was originally about to retreat, was suddenly shocked. Seeing that Yang Zhan's sharp right leg was about to kick him, Chen Qingyang had no choice but to cross his hands in front of his chest as quickly as possible.

"Bang!"

A heavy collision sounded in everyone's ears, and then Chen Qingyang felt as if he was hit by a high-speed car, and his body flew back straight and stopped until he was five or six meters away.

After staggering back more than ten steps on the ground, Chen Qingyang barely stabilized his body.

"good!"

When the Yang family saw Yang Zhan kicking such a beautiful sweep, they applauded and looked extremely excited, but Yang Hui's face was extremely solemn.

Zhao Lanxin's face was even more gloomy. She wanted to stop this huge disparity in battle, but when she thought of Chen Qingyang's confident smile just now, she finally didn't say anything to stop it.

"How dare you provoke me with such strength?" Yang Zhan said, looking at Chen Qingyang in the distance with contempt.

Having said that, Yang Zhan was extremely surprised. His kick just now had 70% of his strength. If he was an ordinary mid-stage warrior of the dark power, his hands would definitely break even if he did not die.

But except for a slightly pale face, Chen Qingyang did not have any damage at all, which made Yang Zhan extremely puzzled.

Chen Qingyang shook his hands, and the chaotic breath in his body became stable in less than three breaths, and at the same time he looked at Yang Zhan with a serious look.

"It's not certain who can laugh to the end." Chen Qingyang said coldly.

"Dare you stubborn, I want to see if you can take another move from me."

Yang Zhan's eyes were angry, his body arched slightly, and he rushed towards Chen Qingyang like a predator.

As he was about to rush to Chen Qingyang, Yang Zhan's body suddenly jumped up, his legs as if they contained infinite power, and his sharp legs kicked at Chen Qingyang like a storm.

This time, Yang Zhan never thought about getting Chen Qingyang to stand up again.

Chen Qingyang's body suddenly sank, and a violent force surged out of his dantian and rushed to his right fist through his meridians.

Chen Qingyang clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the violent force instantly wrapped around his fist. Without any time to brew, he rushed towards Yang Zhan's sharp right leg with a punch.

The sound breaks through the air, and the fist is extremely domineering, with a faint sound of a tiger roar.

This punch is the Overlord Fist that Chen Qingyang once taught to Mo Fulong, an ancient boxing technique that can fight beyond the level.

As soon as the Overlord Fist was released, the power on Chen Qingyang's fist was more than doubled. This is the ultimate power that Chen Qingyang can exert. As for the strength of Mo Fulong, his Overlord Fist could probably hit five times his own strength.

Boom boom boom boom!

Two terrifying forces collided and shook their might, and the people around them were also affected, and they were all shrunk several meters away by the stormy power.
Chapter completed!