I want an invincible wife, my lady, help me become an emperor!

"As expected of the Tiandan League."

“Just make a move and invite a Jindan strongman.”

Chu Yun smiled faintly.

The terror of the alchemist is reflected here.

The alchemists that are offended are usually not strong, but these alchemists usually have a few powerful immortal cultivator friends.

And these friends all like to do favors for the alchemist.

After all, you never know when you will need someone to make elixirs.

"Oh, it's just a piece of cake."

"Boy, let's go." Wang Meng smiled and waved his hand.

He didn't know either.

Why do those old guys from the Tiandan League value this kid?

As long as the pills given are of no problem, the rest is none of Wang Meng's business.

"I'm busy." Chu Yun said in a low voice.

Just two simple words, a direct rejection.

Tiandan League, no doubt about it, it must be because of Bai Tian Liuping's matter.

He is not stupid enough to fall into the trap.

"Um???"

"Junior, what did you say?" Wang Meng turned around, thinking he had misheard.

Chu Yun's eyes were calm, he just looked at the person in front of him quietly.

Silence, abnormality.

The night is quiet, but gradually tense.

"Buzz!"

"..."

A terrifying spiritual power then locked onto Chu Yun's figure.

Wang Meng in front took a step forward.

"You kid, Wang is patient and thoughtful."

"Are you itching for trouble?" Wang Meng showed impatience on his face.

Chu Yun also took a step forward at this time.

"Buzz!"

"..."

The spiritual power in his body exploded.

It directly dispersed the oppressive force.

"Please." Chu Yun raised his hand, a martial arts etiquette.

This person in front of me.

From the beginning to the end, until now, there has been no murderous intent, and the fight has not reached the point of a fight to the death.

"what?"

"This breath!"

"A powerful Jindan cultivator?" Wang Meng glared at the person in front of him.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Wang Meng knew most of the Luocheng Jindan cultivators, excluding those that were hidden deep inside.

Even if you are not familiar with it, you have heard of it.

Among the younger generation, isn’t the prodigy of this generation the girl from the Ling family who possesses the body of an ancient phoenix?

Why did another one appear?

"You...you are the core disciple of the upper sect?" Wang Meng did not take action immediately, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

Such a genius.

It couldn't have come from anywhere else except the upper sect.

"Not really."

"Luocheng, Chu family, junior Chu Yun." Chu Yun spoke bluntly.

The person in front was stunned again.

Chu family?

"Wait, Wang has heard of this."

"You are the good-for-nothing young master of the Chu family." Wang Meng reacted, his face showing even more shock.

This boy was born without spiritual roots.

This incident caused quite a stir in Los Angeles at the time.

The alchemist of the Tiandan League once visited the Chu family, hoping to use this eldest son to conduct some research.

After all, there are people with poor talents everywhere.

This is the first time I’ve heard of it for those without spiritual roots.

of course!

This matter was strongly rejected by the head of the Chu family.

"Senior Wang, if you don't want to take action, please make way." Chu Yun glanced at the person in front.

Late at night.

He didn't have time to chat with the person in front of him.

Wang Meng was silent for a moment.

After a while.

As his gaze turned over, the aura around him surged, and a fighting spirit rose on his face.

"No spiritual roots."

"Can I still cultivate to the stage of Dan?"

"I've never tried this before. I really haven't tried this before." Wang Meng's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he had discovered something incredible.

That look.

Chu Yun felt a little scared when he saw it.

Don't wait for him to speak.

"Buzz!"

"..."

A powerful force locked onto his body again.

Wang Meng suddenly took a step forward.

"Chu Yun!"

"Do you dare to fight with me?" Wang Meng clenched his fists, his face full of fighting spirit.

The aura of a powerful Jindan master swept across, and the air around him vibrated.

Seeing this, Chu Yun's face became more serious.

Although he is in the middle stage of Jindan.

But he didn't have much combat experience. When he fought with others before, he relied entirely on his strong cultivation to crush them. He had never fought a real Jindan battle.

"Why don't you dare."

"Come!"

Chu Yun's eyes were shocked, and fighting spirit also flashed in his eyes.

The breath swept across, tearing the air.

But in terms of momentum, he is obviously much stronger than the person in front.

"Hahaha."

"it is good!"

"Brother Chu, be careful." Wang Meng laughed and took another step forward.

The next moment, he was like an arrow.

It cut through the night sky and pointed straight at Chu Yun.

"So fast." Chu Yun perked up and clenched his fists.

Ahead, the offensive approaches.

Wang Meng threw a punch, and a dazzling light condensed at the tip of his fist.

The next moment, the two collided with each other.

"boom!"

“Boom…boom.”

The crackling echoed.

The recoil force swept across the surroundings.

The signs of street stalls were torn and crushed one by one.

“This power.”

"This person seems to be only in the early stage of Jindan, but his strength may have reached the middle stage." Chu Yun was shocked and felt his arm numb.

Without waiting for him to fight back.

"call!"

"..."

Wang Meng turned sideways and went around behind him.

Another punch came out.

"boom!"

"Boom boom."

"..."

There was a loud bang, and the attack was powerful.

The powerful spiritual power hit Chu Yun's back and shoulders like a heavy hammer.

The power exploded!!!

Chu Yun was blown away.

"call!"

"Kaka."

"..."

He steadied his body and left deep marks of dozens of meters on the ground with his feet.

There was a sharp pain in my shoulder.

"Jiandan, is it so powerful?" Chu Yun looked at the person in front of him with a calm gaze.

If it weren't for the battle tonight, he would probably suffer a great loss if he encountered a Jindan enemy in the future.

In that punch just now, Wang Meng clearly avoided the vital points.

Otherwise, even if Chu Yun's cultivation was one level higher than the other party, he would still be injured.

"Thank you." Chu Yun took a deep breath and raised his hands to clasp his fists.

Wang Meng stopped.

He looked over, his face full of strangeness.

"Strange, strange."

"Your cultivation has reached the middle stage of Jindan, but you don't know how to fight at all."

"In fact, he is not as good as some Qi-cultivating monks who have experienced fighting." Wang Meng's face was full of doubts, and he couldn't help but look at the person in front of him.

It's not just a matter of using spiritual power.

He even felt a sense of strangeness from Chu Yun.

It was as if this boy was originally an ordinary person, and then entered the Jindan stage overnight.

"Thinking too much."

"That's not possible." Wang Meng shook his head.

He hesitated for a moment.

He took a deep breath and clenched his fists again.

"Chu Yun."

"Come again, feel the changes in the spiritual power on the tip of Wang's fist. You shouldn't have only this little combat power." Wang Meng's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward again.

"call!"

"..."

His body transformed into a head hammer, approaching with terrifying power in an instant.

Chu Yun stood there, staring intently.

As the offensive hit.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, as if they were flashing with light.

"I see."

"I see it clearly." Chu Yun smiled slightly and raised his fist suddenly.

The spiritual power in his body was compressed and then all condensed into the tip of his fist.

Instead of retreating, he moved forward and met the attack with a punch.