Chapter 329 If You Want to Fight, You Will Fight

? They didn't doubt Jia Qing's words, because Jia Qing said from the beginning that he was defeated by this person, and Jia Qing said it on the spot, so it was not a lie.

For a time, hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses came towards Chu Yanzhao, all of them were the spiritual consciousness of the real martial realm.

In the Martial Soul World, if the cultivation base exceeds a heaven and earth realm, one can check the opponent's cultivation base. Therefore, Chu Yan's cultivation base can be clearly seen by hundreds of people at the same time.

Innate Realm Sixth Layer! ?

"Ha ha…"

Xiao Xuan chuckled lightly, withdrew his consciousness and eyes, young, arrogant and arrogant, such a martial artist, even a genius, will not end well, and it is not worth his attention.

Luo Zhen, Xiao Yun'er and the others also sneered, thinking it was just a joke.

At this time, Jia Qing, who was standing beside Chu Yan, had a panoramic view of everyone's eyes and expressions, and was very proud.

"Humph! Let you not give me face, let you get close to Gao Lingshan, even if I can't beat you, there are many masters here, see you deal with it like this!"

Since entering the Panlong Pavilion banquet, Jia Qing has been staring at Chu Yan, whether it is the revenge of the sword yesterday or the capture of the beauty of the beauty, Chu Yan is a thorn in his eyes, a thorn in the flesh.

This borrowed a knife to kill people and held a poison plan, but he sat there and thought about it for a long time.

At this time, Chu Yan, who was on the cusp of the storm, was speechless for a while, glanced at Gao Lingshan beside him, and then glanced at Jia Qing, who was full of pride.

bitch!

Chu Yan scolded inwardly, this Jia Qing, the effort of making up nonsense and giving tricks, is probably far beyond his top 100 ranking.

Looking at the audience, everyone looked at himself, with a variety of meanings. Obviously, Jia Qing's move has successfully pushed himself to the opposite of everyone.

However, Chu Yan is not worried. He has just realized the wind and practiced the second style of the "Sword of Heaven Punishment". With the growing vitality in his body, among the hundreds of people here, there are not many people who can fight against him.

Swish!

A white figure swept up on the grass, his eyes fixed on Chu Yan.

"That black robe boy,

Come up, this is the first time I have met a person as arrogant as you, Song Hui! "

The face of the young man in white robe was full of drama, and he shouted.

"Arrogant must have arrogant capital, don't just talk, come and try!"

The occurrence of this scene suddenly made everyone on the scene burst into laughter.

"Hehe... Song Hui, the eighty-third of the top 100, this kid is done..."

"That is, Song Hui's strength is a lot stronger than Jia Qing, and he actually shot it himself."

"To deal with an arrogant boy, then use Song Hui to shoot, isn't this a bull's knife for killing chickens?"

"Fortunately, this Panlong Pavilion banquet is just a discussion, otherwise, I think this kid's life will be thrown here today!"

"…"

The voices of everyone's discussion did not shy away from Chu Yan at all, and even many people deliberately raised their voices, and the meaning of ridicule was extremely obvious.

At this time, Chu Yan, who was watching by everyone, was sitting still, holding a glass of spirit wine in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at Song Hui, and said with a light smile.

"Your strength is good, but you are not my opponent!"

When the voice fell, everyone was stunned, while Song Hui's eyes froze on the field, and his face suddenly turned cold.

what! ?

This kid, as Jia Qing said, is arrogant.

"Boy, really arrogant!"

On the grass, Song Hui, whose face was flushed, was already angry. After he stopped drinking, he didn't talk nonsense. He raised his hand and slapped it with the palm of his hand.

The palm print is not big, just the size of a normal person's chest, but the thickness of the palm print is extremely terrifying. Boom at Chu Yan.

"Step aside!"

Chu Yan's true qi poured out and pushed Gao Lingshan, who was beside him, several dozen steps away.

At this moment, the whistling palm print was already in front of him.

Chu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, anger in his heart rose, since you want to fight, then fight!

"break!"

With a loud shout, Chu Yanyuan sat still, raised his hand and was slammed with a punch.

boom!

The palm print and fist strength collided, and the explosion exploded immediately. The weather was full of energy, and the dozens of tea cases in front of Chu Yan were all blown up, and all kinds of residue sawdust flew all over the sky.

When the energy dissipated, the whole scene of the Panlong Pavilion banquet was in a mess... Everyone was stunned, but what made them even more stunned.

After one move, the black-robed boy actually held a glass of spirit wine in his hand and took a sip.

what! ? He's... all right! ?

how can that be! ?

Including Song Hui, everyone was shocked. I didn't expect this black-robed youth to take this move so easily.

"It's me!"

Immediately, Chu Yan's words awakened everyone from the shock, and suddenly turned to look at Chu Yan.

Clang!

The next moment, the sound of a sword unsheathed, a sword shadow flashed in hundreds of pairs of eyes...

This sword was extremely fast. Everyone knew that Chu Yan had made the sword, but no one saw the sword light...

"what!?"

Song Hui's face sank, and his eyes became extremely solemn. This sword came towards him, so he could see a little bit more clearly than others, but it was just a little bit clearer, that's all...

"Blast me!"

Song Hui didn't dare to hesitate at all, his whole body was full of infuriating energy, and his palms were shot in front of him again and again...

One after another thick white palm prints formed a copper wall and iron wall in front of him, with a thickness of several feet, which seemed to be amazing!

In an instant, the sword shadow flashed past and slashed lightly on the thick palm print wall.

Chi!

The sword energy was sharp and sharp, and in an instant, it was like slashing on a large piece of tofu.

bump!

In an instant, a strong light burst from Song Hui's chest, slamming into the sword shadow that was in front of him, and suddenly collided with each other, making a loud explosion.

At the same time, the violent force of the gas explosion rushed back, and Song Hui's body was rushed back dozens of steps, almost hitting a small tree on the edge of the grass.

When he raised his head to look at Chu Yan again, his trembling eyes were full of horror.

This... how is this possible! ?

"What!? He... he actually defeated Song Hui!?"

"My God, was it a defensive spirit pattern just now? It seems to be a third-grade defensive spirit pattern, otherwise, that sword, Song Hui..."

"What's going on? Song Hui is the eighty-eighth genius in the top 100. How is that possible!?"

"Who is this person, why is he so powerful, but he has never seen or heard of it!?"

"…"

At this moment, hundreds of people were stunned into two waves, looking at Song Hui and Chu Yan with round eyes, all with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

At the same time, Xiao Xuan's face also showed a hint of astonishment and astonishment. On his body, all the top 100 geniuses on the top 100 of the emperor's list were all darkened, and their eyes flashed.

If this black-robed youth is just arrogant, he just needs to teach him a lesson.

But if this young man didn't talk big and really had that kind of strength, then... things would have happened, and it wouldn't be the case. Today, at the Dragon Pavilion banquet, let this foreign warrior take over all the geniuses in Ruyang County. Step on it all!

This... it really turned into a mess!

At this time, Jia Qing's triangular eyes twitched slightly.

He didn't expect that he originally wanted to "borrow a knife to kill" and use the talented warriors at the Panlong Pavilion banquet to teach this Chu Yan a lesson.

But he didn't expect that the current result was not what he wanted to see at all...

"No...it's impossible!"

Immediately afterwards, Song Hui's roaring voice was earth-shattering, startling all the thoughtful people at the same time.

I saw that Song Hui flashed and rushed towards Chu Yan, and in an instant, he stood in front of Chu Yan.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared straight, because of anger, the muscles on his face were completely twisted together and completely twisted.

"I... Song Hui, I want to fight you to the death!"