Lord of Creation/Shuttle the Heavens

This is exactly the precious body technique of the treasure body sect, a peerless body training method today, which is not weaker than the dragon elephant suppressing the sky of the overlord body sect.

One step breaks the rock, and one punch cracks the mountain peak.

Shui Qingling, Hua Qianyu, Hua Yunhe, Little Tathagata and others all watched intently. Through this battle, they could also evaluate Chu Yang's true strength.

Even in the distance, there are gazes projected over.

"Treasure Physique? I can do it too!"

A golden light also rose from Chu Yang's body, his body was raised a bit, and the same punch was the same.

"Painting a tiger is not an anti-dog. If you use other exercises, I'm still a little bit afraid, but now you use my sect's technique to deal with me? Hehe, you can't overestimate yourself, Chu Yang, use your blood today to achieve mine." Prestige!"

Shi Dekuai's fist trembled 36 times in an instant, which means the power was superimposed 36 times.

The same is true for Chu Yang, following the scriptures.

When the two fists collided, there was a bang!

boom……!

Shi Dekuai let out a scream, his entire arm was blasted into a twisted shape, and blood flowed, and before he could retreat and escape, Chu Yang's other fist had already reached the ear door.

"Stop me!"

In the sky, there was a loud shout, followed by a wave of lawless air descending, but it was intercepted before it actually descended.

Snapped……!

In the next moment, Shi Dekuai's head exploded like a watermelon, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Next!"

Chu Yang retreated to his original place and said indifferently.

The scene was silent for a while.

The hearts of these strong men turned upheaval.

One punch broke Shi Dekuai's arm, and the second punch killed him, but what made them feel strange was that they couldn't detect Chu Yang's full strength.

But at this time, they all raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

There, two people were confronting each other.

"Jun Luoyu, you want to stop me?"

In the white clouds, a middle-aged strong man burst into anger, shouted loudly, and the air waves he set off were like tides, but they couldn't shake the white clouds not far away.

"It's a fair fight, and the strong souls are not allowed to intervene, otherwise, don't blame me for the sword in my hand!"

Jun Luoyu, dressed in white to win the snow, stood quietly in the void.

He held a volume of books in his left hand, and even when he was talking, he didn't look away.

Around his waist hung an ordinary, incomparably ordinary long sword.

At first glance, he is a frail scholar.

"That is the seed cultivated by my sect. How could I ignore it if he killed it?"

The middle-aged man was furious, but he didn't dare to go one step further.

"It's a fair fight, don't use the big to bully the small, under the primordial spirit, do whatever else you want!"

Jun Luoyu was still staring at the book without raising his head. While speaking, he waved his hands and sat down cross-legged, savoring the fun in the book with relish, as if everything else was like this mountain wind to him. Blow, don't move my heart.

The middle-aged man trembled and wanted to explode several times, but finally held back.He turned his eyes and looked into the distance, his lips began to squirm.

The sky is calm.

But below is extremely lively.

"Jun Luoyu? It's him?"

Shui Qingling was taken aback.

"Who the hell is he? He actually made the elders of the Baoti Sect retreat?"

The maid Xiaohong was puzzled.

"Jun Luoyu, once ranked third in the double list, became a legend, stepped into the realm of Yuanshen, and proud of his peers. He is a disciple of Confucianism, with the world in mind, and a majestic righteousness, which is the second step of Yuanshen. Even the strongest of the Heavenly Demon Sect are not necessarily his opponents, they are formidable and terrifying!"

Shui Qingling explained.

"Now that I said it, I really remembered, the third place in the Qianlong list, the third place in the Tenglong list, how many can there be in the past and present? It is true to say that it is a legend! But it seems to be close to that one!"

The maid Xiaohong was surprised.

"You're talking about Chu Donghai who is both the eldest prince and the eldest prince!" Shui Qingling pursed her lips, "No. You have entered the realm of the primordial spirit!"

"He is even more a legend, surpassing Jun Luoyu's legend!"

Shui Qingling murmured and looked at Chu Yang.

Chu Yang's ears twitched, and he was horrified.

Jun Luoyu was third on the two rankings. He was definitely an unparalleled Gai Dai figure. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a legend, but that mysterious eldest prince was number one on both rankings. How terrifying is that?

The first place in the double list, such a heavy weight, made him feel the pressure.

"Chu Donghai, number one on the double list, I wonder what kind of person you are?"

Chu Yang turned his mind, then looked at the sky again, a smile flickered on the corner of his mouth.

He had expected a long time ago that some people would never easily watch him die.

Especially when Elder Wang took out several spirit objects, he became even more sure, which was why he left Shengjing without hesitation.

"As long as you block the power of the primordial spirit for me, what do I have to fear from the strongest in the world?"

Chu Yang felt arrogance in his heart.

"who is the next?"

Looking in all directions, looking down on the world.

Chu Yang shouted again.

"What a Chu Yang, he doesn't care about us at all, it's really abominable!"

A young man in black couldn't understand Chu Yang's arrogance very much, and said dissatisfied.

"Liao Du, why don't you try it? You have special means, maybe you can really deal with him!"

Hua Yunhe smiled lightly.

"Just go, isn't it just a Chu Yang?"

Liao Du snorted coldly, stepped forward with a flash of his figure, and stood ten meters away, his black clothes moved automatically without wind.

"Report your name, my subordinates will not kill nameless ghosts!"

Chu Yang said coldly.

"Arrogance!" Liao Du was furious, "Remember, the one who killed you was Liao Du, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, No. 60 on the Qianlong List!"

"If you don't let me down, when will you wait!"

Liao Du suddenly pointed at Chu Yang, drinking life and death.

"How can the little Wan Poison Sect's methods do anything to me?"

Chu Yang sneered, and grabbed it with his big hand, the air condensed, and a ball of air appeared in his palm, "Since you are good at poisoning, I will return it to you!"

With a shake of his hand, the invisible air mass was directly injected into Liao Du's body.

Chapter 158

The Wan Poison Sect can only be regarded as a second-rate sect, good at using poison, but in front of the big sects, it really can't stand on the stage.

Liao Du was regarded as the most outstanding disciple of Wan Poison Sect's generation, but at this moment his face changed wildly, he pointed at Chu Yang, and said in horror: "How, how could you gather all the colorless and odorless poisonous gas that I used?"

"Such techniques are extremely despicable. They can only be regarded as three-way methods. What's so clever about them?"

Chu Yang smiled disdainfully, and said with compassion, "You poison people and taste the taste of poison. Does this count as retribution?"

"You, you, you are so poisonous!"

After Liao Du finished speaking, he trembled once, twice, and thrice, and then he collapsed to the ground.

"Liao poisons me!"

A scream came from a distance, and a man in black came quickly, but was blocked by Jun Luoyu.

"Those who cross the border die!"

Didn't look up, didn't even draw a line, just a faint sentence.

"In the past hundred years of my Wan Poison Sect, there has been such a good seedling, how can I let him die here?"

The old man was very sad and angry.

"Everyone has to pay for their actions." Jun Luoyu finally raised his head, with a gentle expression, and said seriously, "He's not a child anymore."

"But he is my apprentice!"

The elderly are like ants on a hot pan.

"so what?"

Jun Luoyu's expression was a little cold.

"Will you let me go?"

The old man didn't want to continue entanglement, and shouted angrily.

Jun Luoyu bowed his head and ignored it.

"Hey, others are afraid of you, but I am not. Jun Luoyu, die for me!"

The old man opened his hand, and black mist rolled in, sweeping in with a strong stench.

"Ugh!"

A sigh sounded softly.

Immediately afterwards, a sword light crossed the void, cutting off the black mist and life.

"Why bother!" Jun Luoyu put away his long sword and sighed, "His life is his life, but other people's lives are not? You are only allowed to kill, but others are not allowed to kill you?"

There was silence.

The dignified Ten Thousand Poison Sect's primordial spirit took the first step to concentrating the elder, but he was beheaded with a single sword without the slightest struggle.

Neat.

"I'll say it again, the strong Yuanshen are not allowed to intervene, others are optional. If you dare to mess around again, I won't talk anymore!"

After Jun Luoyu finished speaking, he sank into the book again, ignoring the changes in the outside world.

His quietness has become the center of attention of others.

His casualness made people tremble in the heart.

Hua Yunhe and the others looked at Jun Luoyu with admiration, fear, and unspeakable dissatisfaction.

Chu Yang smiled. Although it disappeared in a flash, he glanced at Tianjiao in front of him, and said proudly: "Which one else is going to die? Just come! This is a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and it is a good place to be buried!"

But no one dared to step forward.

Shi Dekuai of Baoti School was killed by two punches.

Liao Du of Wan Poison Sect was poisoned to death.

These two are both master masters on the Qianlong list. Although they are not at the top, they look at the world. They are also existences at the top, but their deaths are unclear. Who else would dare to go?

"Little Tathagata, I heard that many elders in your sect died because of him. It seems that Shanfa, Shanhai, and Shandu, who are powerful primordial spirits, all died, right?"

Hua Yunhe smiled lightly.

"Amitabha, death is liberation, but it is nothing more than returning to the embrace of Buddha!"

Little Tathagata has a baby face and looks very young, but this one is the No. 1 young generation of Jinguang Temple, even Huiren is overwhelmed by him.