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Chapter 670 close your chrysanthemum

Seeing that the entire hall was dominated by the majestic shadow, its earth-shaking power made people's hearts palpitate, and Tang Jingyun's heart sneered more and more.

Tang Jingyun is the chief elder of the Supreme Sect. He has been practicing for millions of years, and his strength has long been unfathomable. He can defeat even a true immortal. Now he relies on his own strength to be countless times higher than Du Feiyun.

Not only could he easily receive his punch, but he could also use his strength to make Du Feiyun die suddenly under his own attack. It could be said that he was confident of winning.

"Come on, use up all your life's magic power to make this punch more powerful!"

Tang Jingyun screamed in his heart, and his eyes smiled even more when he saw Du Feiyun yell angrily and smash his fist down like a giant axe.

Boom! Bang!

The Optimus Prime-like fist shadow formed by the power of the golden fairy struck hard on Tang Jingyun's chest, erupting with an unparalleled loud noise. The raging mana fragments and storms immediately swept through the entire hall, knocking out many cloud platforms.

They were all shaking and shaking.

Everyone's eyes widened and they watched this scene attentively. All they saw was the light and shadow in the sky. Tang Jingyun was standing with his head held high and his hands behind his back, looking down on the world. But when Du Feiyun's fist struck him.

After touching his chest, his face immediately turned a purple color, and all the arrogance and disdain on his face disappeared. In other words, it was shock, disbelief and fear!

Tang Jingyun's waist gradually bent down, and he slowly lowered his head. His pale face and wide eyes were full of disbelief. He lowered his head and looked at his chest, and he suddenly found that the protective robe on his chest had been penetrated.

, there is a purple-black fist mark on the white chest.

His lips were trembling violently, and he couldn't help but cover his chest. He staggered back a few steps before standing still. He coughed muffledly, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. Now, he felt that his internal organs were all tangled together.

, the blood, flesh, mana and soul were all plunged into the golden sea of ​​thunder, and were burned and smoked. The severe pain made him almost faint.

Du Feiyun repeatedly retracted his fist, waved his hand gently, took out another fruit and threw it into his mouth to chew. He looked at the embarrassed Tang Jingyun casually and said, "How is it? Feeling pretty good, right?"

Tang Jingyun's eyes suddenly became cold and cold, full of murderous intent. He raised his head and glared at Du Feiyun fiercely. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he couldn't help but spit out streams of black smoke, and there were golden thunderbolts and lightning flashing around his face and neck.

"Elder!"

"Fellow Taoist Jingyun!"

There was silence in the hall. Everyone stared at all this with eyes wide open and their faces full of disbelief. It took a long time to come back to their senses. The elders and deacons of the Supreme Sect, as well as the powerful men of other sects, all expressed concern.

Greetings and asking about Tang Jingyun's injury.

Everyone could see that Tang Jingyun was defeated, and he was defeated without any room for error. He was extremely embarrassed. Du Feiyun just punched lightly, and it seemed that he had not used all his strength, but he hit Tang Jingyun so hard that his whole body twitched and trembled, and his mouth was smoking and his head was on fire.

, even the robe and hair were burnt, it was simply miserable.

Shame! Such a huge shame that Tang Jingyun could not accept this reality for a long time. His heart was full of murderous intent and anger. He wanted to cut Du Feiyun into pieces immediately to relieve his hatred. However, he did not dare to do this. This is the secret garden of Dragon City.

, with the human emperor and many powerful people present, he could only swallow this shame.

"Mr. Tang Jingyun, don't be in a hurry to go back to heal your injuries. Anyway, I only used 30% of my strength. You can just rest for a while. Now, why don't you announce the results of the competition first? Otherwise, who knows the outcome?"

Not far away, Du Feiyun's voice came with ridicule and ridicule, which was so harsh and heart-wrenching in Tang Jingyun's ears. Before, he used vicious words to ridicule the Du family, but now it was his turn, and he realized how angry and heart-wrenching these words were.

Crazy.

However, the facts were right in front of him, and he had to admit that even if he lost, it was inexplicable and embarrassing, but he did not want to lose his reason and grace.

"I underestimated the enemy and was careless. I gave up!" Tang Jingyun turned around and stared at Du Feiyun with cold eyes. His words were extremely solemn. Of course, if his face and mouth didn't keep twitching and shaking when he spoke, he would have been very powerful.

Now, my whole body is shaking, and there is smoke coming from my head,

With his distorted face, he only looked funny.

In the main hall, there was a lot of discussion, everyone was whispering to each other, and their eyes were focused on Du Feiyun. Most people knew and understood Tang Jingyun, and knew how unpredictable his strength was, so they found it even more unbelievable that Du Feiyun was only in the tribulation realm.

How did the monk do all this?

"Hmph! Du Feiyun, don't be so arrogant and complacent. Fellow Daoist Jingyun was careless and underestimated the enemy, so he fell into your trap. Now let me meet you and see what you are capable of!"

One wave after another, Tang Jingyun retreated in embarrassment, but someone immediately stood up and challenged Du Feiyun by name. Du Feiyun tilted his head and looked behind him. The man standing up was an old man with a white beard.

He has a kind appearance and aloof temperament, and is quite a fairy-like person with a kind-hearted look, but at this moment, he is not angry and intimidating, and his face is full of solemnity and indignation.

Du Feiyun knew this monk. He was the head of the Dongmen family, one of the eight sects of the clan, Dongmen Chuiyu. The Dongmen family had lived in seclusion and had not been seen in public for millions of years. It seemed very mysterious. Du Feiyun didn't know much about this person.

, we only know his identity, but as for his strength, it is unclear.

Of course, after reaching his level of strength, you can roughly guess the level of this person's strength by simply sensing Dongmen Chuiyu's aura, as well as his surrounding aura and mana.

Strong! Very strong! Very strong!

This is how Du Feiyun feels. Once his spiritual consciousness comes into contact with Dongmen Chuiyu, who is ten feet away, it is like a mud cow drowning in the sea. There is no sound and cannot penetrate it at all. There is only one explanation for this situation.

That is Dongmen Chuiyu himself, who has an extremely powerful protective layer that can not only isolate mana, but also block spiritual consciousness. Even Du Feiyun, whose spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a true immortal, cannot detect it, which can only mean that this

A person's strength has at least reached the realm of true immortals.

Du Feiyun was on alert. He could feel that Dongmen Chuiyu was more powerful than Tang Jingyun, so he had to deal with it carefully.

"Du Feiyun, just now you competed with fellow Taoist Jingyun. Although you won by luck, you can't convince everyone. I will test you on behalf of all fellow Taoists." "Just now you punched fellow Taoist Jingyun. Now,

I want to compete with you, do you dare to take a punch from me?" Dongmen Chuiyu stood proudly on the spot, looking at Du Feiyun condescendingly, with a smile on his lips. People who didn't know the situation might think that this person was

He acted righteously to defend Tang Jingyun, and let out a bad breath.

But a few people have guessed that Dongmen Chuiyu is not so kind. He also has his own goals. The Dongmen family has no connection with the Supreme Sect, but has some entanglements. He mentioned Tang Jingyun's defeat again and again, and while humiliating Tang Jingyun, he felt

Naturally, he also wants to take the opportunity to challenge Du Feiyun. As long as he can defeat Du Feiyun, it means that the Dongmen family is stronger than the Supreme Sect, and he is also qualified to compete for the leadership position.

Seeing Dongmen Chuiyu approaching with great force, Du Feiyun weighed and speculated in his heart and stood silently on the spot. Dongmen Chuiyu thought he was afraid, so he became more arrogant and laughed proudly: "The position of commander can only be achieved by virtue."

Only the strong can live there."

"You, the two juniors of the Du family, have only been practicing for a short period of time. They are not highly virtuous and prestige, and their strength is mediocre. If you are afraid of a battle, then go back and rest as soon as possible!"...Humph, Yiqiu's style also has ulterior motives.

Dude!" Du Feiyun raised his head, glanced at Dongmen Chuiyu with disdain, and muttered. Immediately, he spit out the peel,

He clapped his hands and blew the rain towards the east gate and said, "Forget it, old man, since you are so interested, I will play with you."

"However, if you challenge me one by one, wouldn't I be busy to death?" Du Feiyun stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes swept across the audience, looking at the powerful monks from many forces and said: "I know, there are many of you.

No one wants to see me, the Du family, occupy the position of leader, the eight sects of the commander clan and the monks all over the world. Today you all want to defeat our father and son. You want to become famous and compete for the position of leader." "Now, I will give you a chance.

You can come and challenge me or my father. However, if you want to challenge us, father and son, you must bring out a fairy magic weapon as a bet. If you win, the magic weapon is returned, and you are eligible to compete for the position of leader. If you

If you fail, the magic weapon will belong to my Du family." After Du Feiyun said these words in a loud voice, he returned to the cloud platform and went to drink wine and eat fruits leisurely, but the monks from many factions in the hall were

The noise boiled up, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation. They accused Du Feiyun and his son with indignant expressions.

Each challenger takes out an immortal weapon. Do you think the immortal weapon is a carrot and cabbage? It is true that the forces present are all top black and yellow forces. Every sect and family has a few immortal weapons, but these are all

It is a peerless treasure of the Zhen Sect. How can it be used as a bet?

"Du Feiyun, you are too wishful thinking, you are too arrogant!" "Boy of the Du family, you simply don't know the heights of the world!" In the main hall, everyone yelled at Du Feiyun and his son with angry expressions, and the scene became noisy for a while.

Facing the criticism and questioning from everyone, Du Feiyun and his son sat upright as if they were pines. The old god was drinking and sipping tea, paying no attention to them. Finally, seeing that everyone had no intention of calming down, Du Feiyun frowned, stood up and pointed at everyone.

Then he cursed impatiently: "It's you who want to compete for the leadership position, it's you who want to challenge our father and son. Now I have set the rules and bets. If you want to fight or not, I will close your anus if you don't."

!”(To be continued


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