Seeing this, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but look surprised on his face.

The middle-aged man's sword not only contained unparalleled violent power, but also had a very mysterious soul impact, constantly eroding Chen Qingyang's soul.

The violent black air wave instantly swallowed Chen Qingyang, and the sword light crushed down like a mountain.

"snort!"

Chen Qingyang snorted coldly, instantly activated his soul power to counterattack, and at the same time he shot out the strongest Overlord Fist.

"Boom!"

The Overlord Fist, which surpasses eight times, was like a giant pillar that held the sky, breaking through the rolling black air wave in an invincible posture, and then smashing towards the terrifying black sword light.

"What?"

The middle-aged man widened his eyes and watched his strongest sword smash down by Chen Qingyang's fist, shattering inch by inch, his face stagnated, his internal qi and blood rolled in an instant, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"call!"

By blocking the middle-aged man's sword, Chen Qingyang felt that most of the power in his body had been drained, and his face turned slightly pale.

It seems that he underestimated the strength of a powerful first-level master in the innate realm. Without using the mountain-crossing seal, he could only barely defeat him.

"You lost!"

After Chen Qingyang calmed down the chaotic blood in his body, he looked at the middle-aged man calmly and said.

"I lost." The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile, and his eyes were full of incredible results when he looked at Chen Qingyang.

"The genius cultivated by Yanhuang Mountain is indeed powerful, but if I have a knife in my hand, you will definitely lose." The middle-aged man suddenly said confidently.

"That may not be." Chen Qingyang smiled, without arguing, and walked directly to the seventh floor.

The corridor on the seventh floor was still empty. Just as Chen Qingyang was about to enter the seventh floor cell, the stone door of No. 2 suddenly opened.

A slightly embarrassed figure walked out of the stone gate, with a trace of blood hanging on his face, and he looked a little dejected.

"It's you?"

The person who walked out of the stone gate was naturally Yi Feng. When he saw Chen Qingyang also on the seventh floor, he couldn't help but show a surprised expression on his face.

"Is it very surprising?" Chen Qingyang said with a light smile.

Seeing Yi Feng's expression at this moment, Chen Qingyang guessed that he should not have passed the seventh level.

"Can you actually make it to the seventh floor?" Yi Feng said gritting his teeth slightly.

He had reached the first level of the innate realm and finally reached the seventh level. However, he did not expect that Chen Qingyang, a warrior who was a half-step in the innate realm, could even reach the seventh level.

"You can do it, why can't I?" Chen Qingyang said. Since the other party doesn't like him, there is no need to be polite to him.

"you……"

Hearing Chen Qingyang's arrogant words, a cold anger suddenly burst out in Yi Feng's eyes.

"It's more than one wise choice to anger me. I originally wanted you to get out of Yanhuang Mountain, but now it seems that you don't want to leave Yanhuang Mountain alive." As he said that, there was a faint murderous intent in Yi Feng's eyes.

Since Mr. Hong revealed that he wanted to accept Chen Qingyang as his disciple, Yi Feng has always regarded Chen Qingyang as a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh. He would never allow a second person to become Mr. Hong's disciple, so Chen Qingyang must be eliminated before the battle on the ground.

"I'll wait for you, but I'll advise you too, don't capsize in the gutter."

After saying that, Chen Qingyang ignored Yi Feng's reaction and pushed open the third stone gate directly.

The sixth level is already a top first-level master in the innate realm. Chen Qingyang is mentally prepared. The seventh level may be a more terrifying second-level master in the innate realm.

"I don't overestimate myself, I want to see how many seconds you can get out!"

Looking at Chen Qingyang's back, Yi Feng snorted coldly.

The opponent in the seventh level is indeed a powerful second-level master in the innate realm. With Yi Feng's strength, he barely lasted for half a minute in the opponent's hands.

He never believed that Chen Qingyang, a warrior in the innate realm, could last for a few seconds in the other party's hands.

At the gate of the seventh floor cell, a hot wave of air hits the face, and at the same time, a terrible aura shrouds Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang paused for a moment, and finally decided to step in.

"Young man, you know that my strength is so much stronger than you, how dare you come in?" At this time, an old voice rang in Chen Qingyang's mind, which made Chen Qingyang feel that his eardrums were hurting severely.

"I just want to know how big my current strength is, the second-level difference is from the innate realm." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

He knew that he was a second-level master in the innate realm, but he still chose to come in, so he was naturally ready.

"I have courage, but the price may be your life." The old man looked up slightly, and a faint murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

Almost all those who can be imprisoned in prison are unforgivable sinners, and they no longer have any mercy in their hearts.

"I'll wait and see." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

"Hahaha, haha, it's really a ignorant person who is fearless, so let you see how big the gap is between you and me."

After saying that, an unparalleled majestic aura erupted from the old man's body.

This momentum, either sharp, violent, or cold, and all kinds of murderous intents almost solidified the air in the entire cell.

Under the pressure of this momentum, Chen Qingyang's whole body became cold and his strength surged wildly, and his expression became more and more serious.

This was his first time facing a warrior at the second level of the innate realm. The oppression the other party brought to him was far more terrifying than Chen Qingyang imagined.

However, the more dangerous the situation is, the more it can arouse Chen Qingyang's inner fighting spirit.

"bring it on!"

Chen Qingyang roared low, and a hot fighting spirit burst out in his eyes, like a awakened lion, roaring towards the old man.

At this moment, Chen Qingyang used Yun Long Jiuyue to the extreme, and his aura was like a huge wave in the deep sea, rushing towards the old man.

"Hmph, overestimate one's own abilities."

The old man snorted coldly. Facing Chen Qingyang's attack, a terrifying and hot force surged around him instantly, like a burning sun, and his momentum rose to the extreme.

Yunlong Jiuyue's extreme speed did not have any advantage in front of the old man. Fortunately, Chen Qingyang launched an attack directly. The violent force was like a flood, roaring and pressing towards the old man.

The old man's cold eyes exuded a sense of cruelty, and a palm containing the power of fanaticism rushed towards Chen Qingyang like a shock.

"boom!"

The fierce collision sound suddenly exploded, Chen Qingyang's face changed instantly, and his body suddenly retreated, but was still affected by the aftermath of the explosive energy, and the qi and blood in his body immediately churned in chaos.

It's really strong!

Chen Qingyang was severely shook back to the edge of the wall of the cell, and his right hand trembled continuously.

If it weren't for his extreme dodging, the old man's move would be enough to seriously hurt him.
Chapter completed!