It’s true that poor people come from poor places, they are stupid and ignorant, and they have no respect for the master.

Of course, the old man in black robes could also tell that Chen Yang was a practicing master. This seemingly light slap was really powerful, and could smash even a stubborn rock into pieces.

However, there is still a long way to go to destroy a grandmaster.

Boom!

The tiger's body shook, and a terrifying aura burst out from the black-robed old man. A strong wind blew around him, and his robes blew up, covering a ten-meter radius around him. The vegetation was also blown and bent.

The rickety back straightened instantly, and the joints all over his body erupted with a series of crackling sounds. He grew taller out of thin air, and his thin body became full, as if inflated. In the blink of an eye, The body swelled.

At this moment, the old man in black robe is still a little old man with an ordinary appearance. He is clearly a battlefield killer who has been fighting for the rest of his life. The murderous aura in his stalwart body is so strong that it has almost turned into substance.

"Little beast, you shouldn't have offended me! How can you know the terror of the Grandmaster at such a young age?"

" With a scolding and exhalation, the old man in black robe stepped forward Stomp hard.

Click!

Centered on the soles of the feet, the ground cracked open inch by inch, and large amounts of soil splashed up.

The soil formed a fan shape and was thrown forward, as if a machine gun fired out a fan.

The power of this foot is comparable to being trampled by a giant elephant, it is simply terrifying!

Boom!

When the black-robed body rushed out, a hole sank into the ground beneath his feet.

The huge force of the repulsion made the old man in black robe fly away like a javelin, and the air exploded under his body.

Another punch came out, the force of the punch was surging, like a tiger coming down the mountain and roaring in the forest.

With this punch, every muscle in the black-robed old man's body was mobilized, his muscles creaked, and the bones in his body jingled, as if he was opening a blacksmith shop. The strength of his whole body He was perfectly mobilized and poured into this punch.

This punch can split mountains and rocks and hit Chen Yang's heart directly.

Once hit, there will definitely be a bloody hole in Chen Yang's body, and it is not impossible for his body to explode into a rotten watermelon.

The old man in black robe said that he would send Chen Yang to hell, so of course he would do what he said.

"Little beast, please remember on the road to hell that the name of the person who killed you is Wu Shanhe! You will be honored to die in the hands of the master., this life is worth it. "The old man in black robe said cheerfully and announced his identity.

Yes, he is the head of the Wu family, the four major families in Chuzhou, and the old master Wu Shanhe.

Last night, the little white fox was going through the Golden Elixir Tribulation in Yunwu Mountain. The thunder from the sky came to the world, and the way of heaven resonated. A huge aura rushed out far, far away.

However, this kind of aura could not be sensed by ordinary people. No, only strong people can feel it, and the stronger the person, the more obvious the feeling will be.

Because only people with strong cultivation can have empathy between heaven and man.

The Wushanhe people are in Chuzhou, only a few dozen kilometers away from the place where the little white fox crossed the tribulation. Of course they felt this vast aura.

Generally speaking, this vast aura There are two main possibilities for it to appear.

One is that a peerless treasure is born.

The other is that an unprecedented powerhouse breaks through, and is above the martial arts realm. The kind of strong person, because only the strong person of this level can resonate with the way of heaven.

In the current world of martial arts, there has been no new breakthrough in the martial arts realm for a long time.

The difficulty of reaching the divine realm is as difficult as ascending to the sky!

Some warriors believe that at the end of the world, the spiritual energy is exhausted, the laws are incomplete, and the great road is incomplete. The divine realm can no longer be born. The master is the end and ceiling of martial arts. .

Many warriors agree with this view, including Wu Shanhe.

So Wu Shanhe is more inclined to believe that the first possibility is that a unique treasure is born, so Pi Dian I came to Yunwu Mountain, looking for this possible peerless treasure.

Wu Shanhe must have been the only one who felt this aura, there should be other strong people, Wu Shanhe was the first to rush to the water tower. Coming, maybe other powerful people will come later.

After all, a unique treasure can be encountered but cannot be sought. Who wouldn’t want it?

That vast aura It is no different from the aura of birth in the divine realm. It must be good. Once you get it, it will definitely be a great opportunity.

From day to night, it turns out that the hard work pays off and the little one is found. In the large valley where the white fox was crossing the tribulation, he happened to see the little white fox standing on a hill, gazing at the moon.

Wu Shanhe made a sneak attack and injured the little white fox.

After all, the little white fox’s combat power has almost disappeared. The thousand-year-old Dao Fruit is gone. Only the physical body still retains some strength. It was attacked by a sneak attack. How could it be Wu Shanhe’s opponent? Then he was injured like this.

Wu Shanhe chased and fought fiercely all the way, and the little white fox had no choice but to come to Chen Yang.

"Is this the power of a grandmaster?" Chen Yang narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

"Not bad, are you scared? Hahaha! The master is like a dragon, little beast. You can disrespect ghosts and gods, but you can't disrespect the master!"

"Shenlong? I see. Bed bugs are more or less the same." Chen Yang said with contempt in his eyes.

　"What did you say when you stepped on the horse?"

　"I said, you are just a bug, garbage!"

　"I'll fuck you Mahler Gobi people, die!" Wu Shanhe roared, his nose almost crooked with anger.

The Grandmaster is like a dragon in the sky. Whoever dares to insult the Grandmaster can only die to apologize!

At this moment, Chen Yang was already a dead person in Wu Shanhe’s eyes.

Although the power of his punch was not at full strength, it punched through the one-meter-thick reinforced concrete load-bearing wall without any pressure at all. How could Chen Yang stop it? What's to stop it?

Boom!

The next second, punches and palms collided together, without any fancy, and a loud thunderous noise broke out.

Whoosh!

There was even a shock wave of air where the fists collided. The air ripples visible to the naked eye swept in all directions, blowing sand and rocks, and turning the ground upside down.

Wu Shanhe originally thought that Chen Yang’s palm would be crushed by his fist, and then the fist was so powerful that it exploded Chen Yang’s entire arm, and the last punch was printed on the heart, piercing the heart. A bloody hole appears, and the person dies.

But the result was different from what he imagined.

The moment his fists collided, he felt as if his punch had hit a high-speed locomotive. An overwhelming force surged towards him, and his fist force was suddenly knocked out. They were all shaken away, and my fists were so sore that I couldn't shake them at all.

"How is this possible? How come your strength is so great?"

Wu Shanhe was stunned, his face instantly turned ashen, and he could no longer remain calm and composed. .

When he saw a stream of black and yellow air surging in Chen Yang's palm, the air was filled with extremely masculine power. He instantly understood and exclaimed: "Zhen Qi? You are the same. Grandmaster?"

As he spoke, he dodged and retreated, and at the same time raised a shield of infuriating energy to protect his body.

The flowing clouds surged under Chen Yang's feet, following him like a shadow. Wu Shanhe couldn't avoid it at all. When he was struggling to his left and right, Chen Yang broke the zhenqi shield on his body with a slap, and then slapped him again. It hit him hard in the face.

Bang!

The crisp sound is so loud that it makes one’s teeth ache just listening to it.

"Ah!"

Wu Shanhe let out a scream, and his old face was suddenly slapped to the side, until his eyes were filled with stars and his head was dizzy. It was okay. The bones were hard enough and were not broken into pieces, but several teeth flew out, and then the whole person flew dozens of meters horizontally like a kicked ball, and landed directly in a smelly ditch on the side of the road.

A long-established martial arts master was beaten like a dog by a young man from the countryside, and his face was slapped with loud cracks. It was really shocking.

At this moment, the world seemed to be silent.

"The grandmaster is nothing, but if I beat him, he is the grandmaster!" Chen Yang said coldly, showing his big white teeth, looking very harmless to humans and animals.

"Little beast, you have angered me by stepping on the horse!"

Wu Shanhe rushed out of the stinky ditch, covered in stinking odor, and turned into a drowned rat.

His eyes were cold and his heart was filled with rage. He was now thinking of massacring the entire Qinghe Village, not to mention killing Chen Yang.

He is a master of martial arts. He is a dragon in the sky and a cannon on earth. He is a being who stands at the top of the pyramid of the human race. He is admired and worshiped by countless people. How has he ever suffered such humiliation?

"So what if I anger you? Today I will not only anger you, but also destroy you. If you dare to hurt my little sister Baihu, please spare your life!" Chen Yang said angrily.

As he spoke, he looked like a dragon, with a string of long afterimages behind him, like ghosts and ghosts, as if they had shrunk to an inch, and almost arrived in front of Wu Shanhe in the blink of an eye. A more fierce slap was drawn out, simple and rough, and slapped in the face again.

"It's so fast, what kind of footwork are you doing?" Wu Shanhe was horrified.

Bang bang bang!

A sound as dense as a drum sounded, and Wu Shanhe fired eighteen punches in a row. Each punch was so powerful and heavy that it took almost all the strength of his body to break through Chen Yang's Tiangang. With a slap from the ground, the old face was saved from being slapped.

Deng Deng Deng!

The people kept retreating, and finally retreated into the smelly ditch, splashing black mud all over them.

"What a powerful force, what a ferocious palm technique. Who are you, kid? How could there be such a powerful person like you in this rundown little village?" Wu Shanhe was shocked and surprised. To the extreme.

As the only martial arts master in Chuzhou, Wu Shanhe is known as the number one martial arts master in Chuzhou, with a ceiling of combat power. He himself thinks so.

But now I was slapped in the face by Chi Guoguo.

The higher you hold it, the more painful it will be when you fall.

As he is also a Grandmaster, he feels that the gap between him and Chen Yang is a bit big, and he is being completely crushed.

Regardless of speed, strength, or physical strength, he cannot compare with Chen Yang.

The key point is that this kid is only in his twenties, and becoming a martial arts master is already a hell of a thing, and it is so terrifying that it is simply unreasonable.

He even wondered whether Chen Yang might be some old monster who had returned to his old age, and that was why he had such unparalleled combat power, otherwise it would be impossible to explain it.

Also, what is his relationship with that little white fox? I call her Miss White Fox, is there anything wrong with me?

He was filled with doubts.

"Are you afraid? If you are afraid, kneel down and beg me for mercy. If your attitude is sincere enough, I can consider just destroying your cultivation and sparing your life. Otherwise, you will die today. Wu Sheng!" Chen Yang said lightly, his eyes extremely cold.

"Are you scared? Hahaha, little beast, you probably don’t know my name, Wu Shanhe. If you knew, you wouldn’t be so brazen. Just now, it was just a small fight, just to test Let me show you your depth, and now let you see my true ability."

As he said that, Wu Shanhe stepped on his feet, and a splash of more than ten meters high exploded from the smelly ditch, and the whole body was covered under his feet. As if it was loaded with springs, it bounced out with a swish and headed straight for Chen Yang on the shore.

A terrifying aura like a volcanic eruption erupted in the body, with great strength and rolling air waves, like a dragon roaring, striking the nine heavens with fury, trying to devour Chen Yang.

At this moment, Wu Shanhe was on full fire and was about to take action!

While the person was still in mid-air, he started to take action. This time, he did not throw out punches, but spread out the five fingers of his hands and waved wildly. The ten fingers drew ten mysterious trajectories, leading to Ten white energy.

Every qi force is transformed by true qi. It is as thick as a thumb. It has been tempered into steel and condensed to the extreme. Its toughness is not inferior to that of a steel wire rope of the same size.

Whoosh!

The ten qi energies were like ten swaying dragons, tearing apart the air and winding around Chen Yang's body crazily.

This Qi silk thread can even lock the Qi machine, and it cannot be avoided no matter how hard it is hidden.

"This is the secret skill of my Wu family, dragon binding! Hahaha, are you scared? You kid should never, never, never provoke me."

The Dragon Binding Rope, as the name suggests, can bind real dragons, not to mention martial arts masters.

　"Dragon Binding Rope"? interesting. How do you know that I don’t have any special skills? "Chen Yang said with a faint smile, neither dodging nor dodging.

"You..."

Wu Shanhe's pupils shrank, and he saw Chen Yang making a knife with his palm fingers. Swing out a black and yellow air blade.

The air blade is like a sky-cutting sword, one foot long, as thin as a cicada wing, extremely sharp, indestructible, and seems to be able to break through everything in the world.< br />
The Xuanhuang Qi Soldier was two meters above the ground, but where it passed, the invisible sword Qi suddenly split the ground, revealing a straight crack that was about an inch wide and three feet deep.

The crack spread from Chen Yang’s feet and quickly towards Wu Shanhe’s feet.

“What a skill at condensing energy into a weapon! "Wu Shanhe's eyes were horrified.

Although Condensing Qi into Soldiers is similar to his Wu family's dragon-binding rope, they are both a kind of control over the changes of true energy, but Condensing Qi into Soldiers has the same effect. The difficulty is a bit more difficult.

He has seen masters who can condense Qi into soldiers, but the Qi soldiers condensed by Chen Yang are completely different.

Chen The qi soldiers condensed by Yang are already comparable to the spiritual weapons and spiritual swords, while the qi soldiers condensed by the general master cannot even compare with ordinary iron swords and iron knives.

He has no doubt that if he is defeated by this When the Qi Soldier strikes, the body will be split in half.

"There must be something weird about this kid. If he is not a peerless old monster who has rejuvenated his youth, then he must be a peerless old monster who has taken over his body and been reborn. Otherwise, a young man in his twenties would not be able to possess this kind of power even if he started practicing in his mother's womb. "Wu Shanhe decided in his heart, seriously doubting Chen Yang's identity.