You are no match for me!

This sentence directly made the Shangqing Sect and others furious.

"Arrogant, why do you say crazy words when you have the initial stage of Ningjin?" Zhao Mingxuan shouted angrily.

Chen Qingyang knew that it was useless to say more, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense. He just looked at the other person with a chuckling.

However, in Zhao Mingxuan's opinion, this smile was simply provoking him.

"You will definitely lose within ten moves!"

After saying that, Zhao Mingxuan quickly took action, cooperated with a set of picking steps, and stabbed Chen Qingyang like lightning.

Zhao Mingxuan's long sword brought out a harsh sound of breaking through the air, and at the same time, the sword tip pierced a series of sword shadows in the void, which was dazzling.

This is a unique sword technique in Shangqing Sect, called "Tian Zong Sword Shadow". Moreover, looking at Zhao Mingxuan's sword technique, he has obviously been immersed in this sword technique for more than ten or twenty years.

However, although Zhao Mingxuan's swordsmanship was fast, Chen Qingyang could see clearly.

Since the "Yi Jing Jin" broke through to the third level, Chen Qingyang's six consciousnesses have been greatly improved. Even if he closed his eyes at this moment, there are countless ways to break Zhao Mingxuan's sword.

For a moment, the sword energy was stirred and the sword shadows were everywhere. The rest of the Shangqing Sect couldn't help but applaud, as if they had seen the scene of Chen Qingyang being forced into a mess by this sword.

Seeing the sword shadows all over the sky swept over, Chen Qingyang raised his lips gently, moved his feet, and Yunlong Jiuyue flashed out in an instant.

“Huh?”

Yuan Haichan, who was behind him, couldn't help but look shocked on his face when he saw Chen Qingyang's steps.

"This step is a bit strange!" Yuan Haichan pondered to himself.

"Swish!"

As soon as Chen Qingyang's body disappeared, Zhao Mingxuan's sword shadow pierced the sky in an instant. Before he could react, a dangerous aura suddenly came from behind.

However, Zhao Mingxuan was powerless to dodge, and Chen Qingyang's hand knife gently patted his back neck.

"Bang!"

With a trembling sound, Zhao Mingxuan opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of disbelief, and then fainted.

"this--"

Seeing this scene, the Shangqing Sect all looked horrified.

Zhao Mingxuan is a warrior in the middle stage of Ningjin. His strength is not as top as the Shangqing Sect, but he is also at the mid-level. But now he has been defeated by a young man in one move.

This is simply incredible!

"You are too weak, so let's call other masters to come over!" Chen Qingyang put away his hands and said in a faint voice.

After breaking through to the Condensing Stage, Chen Qingyang's strength also underwent earth-shaking changes. In the middle stage of Condensing Stage, he could not stop his move.

Even the warrior in the late stage of the condensed warrior, Chen Qingyang believed that he could defeat him within ten moves.

Perhaps only a powerful peak master in the late stage of Condensation or a half-step innate warrior can force Chen Qingyang to show his true strength.

Yuan Haichan didn't expect that Chen Qingyang could defeat the opponent so easily, especially Chen Qingyang's magical and strange steps, which shocked him. It was definitely an extremely top-notch body technique.

"Mingyan, go and notify the sect leader." The senior brother and Taoist priest immediately said in a deep voice.

The opponent's strength was much more terrifying than he thought, and it was beyond his control. He could only let the sect leader come here in person.

Before the Taoist priest could turn around, three figures flew out of the hall behind them instantly, and dozens of disciples of Shangqing Sect followed behind them.

The three of them came directly from the air, obviously they were masters of the innate realm.

The man in the leader was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, about 60 years old, with silver hair, an ancient sword hanging on his back, and a whisk with his hands, looking like a fairy-like posture.

He is Yongzhenzi, the sect leader of Shangqing Sect, and a master of the innate realm.

Yong Zhenzi had already heard the conversation between Yuan Haichan and the others in the hall. His smart gaze first glanced at Chen Qingyang, and looked at him in shock at the same time, and then his eyes turned to Yuan Haichan.

When he noticed that Yuan Haichan had no breath of a warrior, and he looked like an ordinary person, his expression was even more solemn.

He could not naively think that Yuan Haichan was an ordinary person, so there was only one explanation, the other party was a super strong man who could not even see through the realm of him.

"Yong Zhenzi has seen senior." Yong Zhenzi waved the whisk lightly, clasped her hands together and shouted respectfully at Yuan Haichan.

"Wow!"

Hearing his sect leader treating the sloppy old Taoist priest so respectfully, the disciples of Shangqing Sect suddenly burst into an uproar.

Yuan Haichan smiled faintly. He could reach the position of the leader of the sect, and his vision and IQ were obviously not too weak.

"The little brother brought by the old Taoist is here to ask the Guiyuan Xuan Gong for your sect and please make it happen." Yuan Haichan said softly. He would not show an aggressive attitude when the other party was so respectful and polite.

Without hesitation, Yongmako turned around and said to one of the majestic young men: "Yuanhua, when you go to fight, don't hurt that little brother."

The young man named Yuanhua nodded slightly with a cold face, then looked up and took a few steps forward.

Yuanhua is the youngest disciple Yongzhenzi received, but his talent is extremely smart. He has already broken through to the middle stage of Condensing Spirit at the age of thirty, and he has practiced the mysterious level martial arts Guiyuan Xuan Gong, and his strength is much stronger than that of Zhao Mingxuan, whom Chen Qingyang defeated before.

With him fighting, Yongzhenzi believes that he should be able to save some of the face of Shangqing Sect.

"Buzz!"

Yuanhua slowly pulled out the long sword on his back, moved his wrist and instantly pulled out a sword flower, and directly set off his posture, saying, "Please give me advice!"

Chen Qingyang glanced at Yuanhua. The other party's aura was more than better than Zhao Mingxuan, but he still couldn't arouse his interest at all and said, "You can't do it either!"

After saying that, Chen Qingyang glanced at everyone in Shangqing Sect, and finally his eyes were at the middle-aged man who was following Yong Zhenzi, and pointed his hand and said, "Let him go to the battle!"

Everyone looked in the direction of Chen Qingyang's fingers, and their faces changed again.

Even Nagamako's wrinkled old face was slightly shocked.

The middle-aged man pointed at by Chen Qingyang frowned slightly, and an unconcealed anger flashed in his eyes.

"He actually wants to challenge Master Yuanfeng, he is simply seeking death!"

"Master Yuanfeng has already reached the half-step innate realm. I'm afraid it only takes one finger to deal with him. I really don't know how high the sky is."

The people of Shangqing Sect were whispering, and their eyes were full of mockery, except for shock.

The uncle Yuanfeng, whom they mentioned, was only in his forties, was Yongzhenzi's eldest disciple, and a real half-step innate warrior. He is likely to inherit the position of sect leader in the future.

Obviously, they all think that Chen Qingyang is shaking a big tree by storing it and is overestimating his abilities.

Even Yuan Haichan's eyes flashed with surprise, but he did not stop Chen Qingyang's "arrogance". Perhaps Chen Qingyang would give him another surprise.

The man named Yuanhua stared at Chen Qingyang with anger and shouted coldly: "I want to challenge my senior brother, please ask if the sword in my hand first or not!"
Chapter completed!