Just this one hand, and the previous few people, is a high judgment!

After attaining the True Astral Realm, the True Yuan transforms into the power of the True Astral, which not only has the mystery of condensing all things and manifesting the true shape, but also the pure power has increased more than tenfold!

This black-faced middle-aged man has not cultivated the secret scriptures of Xuan Gong, and his cultivation base is at most the first and second layers of the real astral realm.

But his strength is still far more than that of Zhang Tianjiu, at least several times!

"So, that's what you're capable of?"

He pointed at Chen Qingyu on the opposite side and sneered:

"This little trick, relying on the strange and unpredictable, plotted against the previous young talents, and dared to slander my 18 alliances?"

Of course he knew that the young man surnamed Chen opposite was far more powerful than Zhang Tianjiu.

But this is the end, in order to restore the reputation of the Eighteen Alliance, he had to speak like this, deliberately taunting and suppressing him.

"Boy, listen up!"

"I don't care whose descendant you are, today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents and let you know what it means to be tall and earthy!"

The voice fell:

He burned with black flames all over his body, and his body suddenly rushed, pulling out phantoms behind him.

This speed has far exceeded the speed of sound by more than ten times, but there is no sound of air waves and sonic booms. Obviously, it all depends on the mystery of the power of True Astral.

"boom!"

He punched out and went straight to Chen Qingyu's chest.

Even though he was angry, he did not lose his mind. This young man surnamed Chen had an unknown background, and he was so powerful that he could not be described as noble.

He only intends to teach him a lesson, he does not intend to kill, so he has not even used spiritual skills.

"Brother Chen!"

"I'll let you see what the power of true astral is!"

Chapter 167 Defeated True Gang, climb the top of the ring:

The figure of the black-faced middle-aged man turned into a distorted light and shadow, and his punch was less than three feet away from Chen Qingyu!

Inside and outside the gate, everyone held their breath and watched this scene intently.

"..."

Wu Su'e squeezed the corner of her clothes tightly, her expression tense, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

Previously, when Chen Qingyu fought against four people in a row, she looked at him with a smile, full of confidence in Chen Qingyu.

After all, how could these stinky fish and rotten shrimp be comparable to the first arrogance of the ages?

Even if it was the ninth level of the Lingyuan realm, she didn't think it would cause any trouble to Chen Qingyu.

But at this moment, it was a Venerable Real Astral Realm!

She knew very well that Chen Qingyu's true cultivation was only the first level of Lingyuan realm.

The difference between the two cultivation bases is a whole big realm, like a gulf!

Right in between the sparks:

"Bang!"

The black-faced middle-aged man, who was bound to get a punch, was caught by Chen Qingyu when he couldn't let it go.

"True Astral Power?"

Chen Qingyu slowly raised his head and commented lightly:

"The power is not bad, but, that's all."

"you!"

The face of the black-faced middle-aged man changed abruptly.

He subconsciously broke out the power of true astral, and wanted to withdraw.

However, Chen Qingyu held his fist firmly, no matter how he pushed Zhen Gang, he didn't even move.

Many venerables who were watching around were also in an uproar when they saw this scene.

No one expected that, in the face of Venerable Zhen Gang himself, this young man surnamed Chen with a mysterious origin would be able to compete with him without falling behind.

The black-faced middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and a stern look flashed in his eyes:

"Boy, this is what you asked for!"

In an instant:

With his other palm, he instantly squeezed out dozens of dazzling seals, which had already activated the True Astral Spiritual Art.

Above his palm, a dark flame suddenly exploded, and the surrounding light was distorted, as if everything would be swallowed up.

"Let me go!"

With a low growl, he grabbed the black flame and slapped Chen Qingyu with his palm.

This is the spirit technique he used with all his strength. If it were from the outside world, it would be enough to destroy a thousand-zhang mountain in one blow.

However--

However, Chen Qingyu's expression remained unchanged, and only one palm stuck out, and he actually grabbed and extinguished the dark flame.

With the body and stamina, shake the real astral spirit art!

The black flame quickly extinguished, and Chen Qingyu's palm was still white and powerful, not to mention the wound, not even a trace of charred black could be seen.

The power that is enough to collapse the mountains and the ground is no match for one of his palms in a square inch.

"This!!"

The black-faced middle-aged man changed greatly.

Use the physical body to resist the True Astral Spirit Art, and still be unscathed?

Don't say that he hasn't seen or even heard of this kind of thing!

This time, he really panicked, and he was horrified:

"What monster is this?"

Inside and outside the gate, all the Venerables who saw this terrifying scene were all dumbfounded, their eyes were blank, and they almost suspected that they had hallucinations.

"Looks like you're out of luck!"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Chen Qingyu's eyes.

He slapped it with a random palm and slammed into the black-faced middle-aged man's chest.

"Bang!"

The black-faced middle-aged man was blasted away like a ball, hitting the white mask outside the ring, spurting blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground.

"me...."

He struggled a few times, but couldn't stand up, and in the end he could only collapse on the ground, his face ashen.

Chen Qingyu's palm seems to be an understatement, but what kind of unparalleled divine power does his current ancestral witch body contain?

This blow alone shattered the black-faced middle-aged man's real shock, his five internal organs moved inside and hemorrhaged, his injuries were not minor, and he lost his strength to fight again.

"you lose."

Chen Qingyu slowly retracted his palm and looked into the depths of the gate, with a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes:

"Any more?"

"Any other venerable real gangsters, willing to come to ask for a lesson or two?"

His voice fell:

There was already a dead silence around the gate.

The many venerables in the periphery looked at each other in dismay. There were hundreds of thousands of people, but no one dared to make a sound.

And outside the gate:

In the eighteen alliances, many of the venerables of the True Astral Realm subconsciously shrank their necks and took a few steps back when they saw Chen Qingyu's gaze.

joke--

This young man surnamed Chen, with three punches and two feet, easily defeated one of their peers, his strength was simply terrifying!

Not to mention, his real tricks and details have not been exposed, but only revealed his own, unbelievably powerful body.

Only this point, although there are many Venerable Zhen Gang present, none of them dare to say that they will win.

Go up now, if you lose, wouldn't you lose your face, become a laughing stock, and end up with the black-faced middle-aged man?

"Cough cough!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting worse and worse, the supernatural powerhouse old man under the stage coughed twice and flew into the ring.

"Young Master Chen, you won."

He smiled at Chen Qingyu, looked kind, and said politely:

"You have already cleared the five battle stages, and you don't have to fight anymore."

Compared with the people in the previous eighteen alliances, his attitude has undergone a 180-degree change.

Previously, he was only a little suspicious, this young man might have a great background;

Now, he has seen Chen Qingyu's terrifying strength with his own eyes, and this guess has almost been confirmed, so that he does not dare to neglect in the slightest.

"Ok."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he could only sigh regretfully.

After all, he wasn't here to find fault. Since people didn't want to fight, he couldn't force them to fight him, wouldn't he be a hooligan?

The old man in the supernatural powers smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said:

"Master Chen, please."

"etc."

At this time, Chen Qingyu seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to point outside the gate:

"I have a companion."

"This...."

The old man in the supernatural power realm turned his head and saw Wu Su'e outside the formation gate, his expression changed slightly, and he was a little embarrassed.

If he didn't let his female companion in, wouldn't he be swept away the face of this great "Mr. Chen"?

But if you let her in, it would violate the previous rules, I'm afraid it will be difficult to adjust...

"Senior need not be embarrassed."

Wu Su'e smiled and seemed to see through the embarrassment of the old man. She flew away and landed on the first battle stage:

"Exactly, my hands are itchy too."

She rubbed her hands and said excitedly:

"Come on! Send someone to fight with me!"

There is not one arrogant who can rank among the best in the world of Taixu Dao.

She also held back for more than two months, and she couldn't move freely, and her bones were itchy.

"..."

The old man in the supernatural power realm shivered inexplicably, and an ominous premonition developed in his heart.

Those who can walk with ligers and tigers are like jackals and hyenas?

Maybe this woman is as perverted as this Chen, is it possible that their 18 alliances, it's not enough to lose face once today, do you want to lose face again in front of everyone's eyes?

"....forget it."

He forced a smile, took a deep breath, and waved his sleeves: