With a bang, when the ninth punch was fist, the cylindrical Huanghuali beam could not bear the force of Lu Zhanshan, and it broke from the middle. Lu Zhanshan could already see Chen Qiye through the break of the wooden pillar.

"My friend Chen, you can't escape." Lu Zhanshan said with a faint smile.

"Then I won't run away." Chen Qiye took a deep breath and said, as he could already feel the presence of the sensation of energy in his body.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qiye took the lead in pushing the palm of his hand. Lu Zhanshan was the peak of the master. He wanted to see how strong the legendary divine realm is, and isn’t Lu Zhanshan the best alchemy stone?

However, Chen Qiye's palm strike seemed to be a manifestation of abstention in Lu Zhanshan's view.

"You can teach me, so I will keep you three points of face!" Lu Zhanshan nodded quietly. He planned to keep three points of strength so that Chen Qiye would not lose too badly. The thick calluses would also slowly be pushed out.

Seeing victory in sight, when Chen Qiye and Lu Zhanshan's palm were about to touch, he suddenly realized that there was a fatal murderous intent in Chen Qiye's palm, and Lu Zhanshan instantly closed his palm and punched.

With a loud bang, the fists and palms intersected, Lu Zhanshan took a step back, and a burst of old blood rolled in his chest.

"How is this possible! My fist can't resist Chen Qiye's palm?" Lu Zhanshan was shocked.

Just in his trance, the force of Chen Qiye's palm was still there, and the battle of the enemy was not over yet. The originally ordinary palm now seemed to Lu Zhanshan as a tracking missile, locking Lu Zhanshan's face.

"My friend Chen, then let me meet your palm enemy. Then see what is the peak combat power of the Grandmaster... and break it for me!"

With a bang, Lu Zhanshan clenched his back teeth and punched him again.

"Break!" The punch just now still made no achievements, and Lu Zhanshan punched again.

"break!"

"break!"

"break!"

....

Lu Zhanshan punched like a rainbow, his whole body was filled with blood, and he punched six punches in one second, and eighteen punches in three seconds. Master Lu of Sanhe was indeed well-deserved.

However, there were all ants under the divine realm. His eighteen punches burst out from his blood and still could not resist Chen Qiye's ordinary slap.

Lu Yaoyang opened his tiger eyes wide, his three senior brothers rubbed their eyes wildly, and Wang Yan'er boldly stepped forward two or three steps. Everyone in the Lu family hall seemed to have seen a miracle for the first time. Within these three seconds, they witnessed Chen Qiye's slap getting closer and closer, and finally put it on Lu Zhanshan's dark and thick facial skin, and slapped it gently.

Chen Qiye's slap was like an ox-tail slapped on the gadfly, like his father's big hand slapped on the pretty face of a little girl in kindergarten.

The top-level combat power of the master, the Sanhe Lu family, and the Lu family, who has mastered martial arts for more than ten generations, Lu Zhanshan was actually slapped by Chen Qiye's ordinary slap and was slapped out without any surprise.

With a loud bang, it hit the wall and slowly slid down...

After a full minute, everyone in the Lu family's house realized that Lu Zhanshan was photographed flying.

"Brother Chen is so awesome?" Lu Yaoyang widened his eyes and swallowed a big bowl of saliva and thought.

If it were someone else who would have caused his father to be so humiliated, Lu Yaoyang could still blame him as a son of man, but this competition was made by his father, and Lu Zhanshan also threatened that Chen Qiye would be defeated within 100 moves.

But what about now?

Chen Qiye slapped Lu Zhanshan away with a gorgeous slap and hit the wall. Looking at Lu Zhanshan's slowly sliding figure, Lu Yaoyang felt dazzling!

"Is this...I'm wrong?"

"Oh, it was the master who was slapped away by Chen Qiye, and it was slapped away like an adult hitting a child."

"Can the master keep his hands and be careless, wanting Chen Qiye to regain some confidence?"

More than a dozen disciples scratched their heads and ears, and finally regained some face for Lu Zhanshan's mistake. It was indeed Chen Qiye who was being beaten by Lu Zhanshan just now. Although Lu Zhanshan was slapped Chen Qiye and his posture of being slapped away was a little ugly, Lu Zhanshan was not fatally injured.

"Everyone can watch the game with peace of mind, and talk." A strong man walked out and said, and the young people stopped talking. The Lu family's courtyard once again returned to peace, including Wang Yan'er.

Although she didn't say anything, she had been suppressed for a long time since she knew she was going to be chosen by that mysterious force to die. Until now, she suddenly saw a glimmer of hope of living.

"Chen Qiye, I hope you don't let me down." Wang Yan'er thought to herself.

"Chen Qiye, you insult me!" Lu Zhanshan made a carp and got up on the ground without any injuries. He pointed at Chen Qiye angrily and shouted.

His son was beside him, and more than a dozen disciples were watching. Lu Zhanshan was a master of martial arts, but he was slapped away by a gorgeous slap. Although this slap was not fatal, it really ruined his face.

Chen Qiye clasped his fists and smiled awkwardly, "Master Lu is sorry, then I will use the fist next."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qiye's whole body's energy surged and he stepped forward in small steps, like a yellowfin tuna flying rapidly in the Pacific Ocean. When the speed of the shaking reached its peak, a gust of wind had already emerged around Chen Qiye. When the roar of the wind reached the boiling point, he punched out with a fierce punch.
Chapter completed!