Tian Chanzi seemed to have seen through the thoughts of the others, and said: "That fool was injured in the end."
The Sword God was defeated!
In their eyes, the Sword God's attainments in the martial way were even higher than Yan Potian's, but he was still defeated by this person. What did this mean?
This meant that this person was abnormally strong.
The faces of Yan Potian and his son darkened at the same time. Yan Qishan had volunteered to fight in his father's place, but now it seemed that he did not have the qualifications to do so.
Although he was also a Grandmaster Martial Artist, he was only at the first level of the Grandmaster Martial Artist.
Yan Potian said in a deep voice: "Qishan, step down. Since this person can injure the Sword God, then I will experience his skills today."
Tian Chanzi laughed and said: "Good disciple, just watch for a while, I'll send him away first."
"I can still hold on." Tang Zheng clenched his teeth and said.
Seeing that, Ye Tianlei really wanted to persuade him, but he swallowed his words back. The scene of Chu Mingxuan pressuring him step by step was still vivid in his mind, causing him to be unable to persuade him.
"Let's let Tang Zheng's master handle this matter. I've long disliked Chu Mingxuan, so I can borrow senior's hands to teach him a lesson." Feng Siniang advised in a low voice.
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Ye Tianlei sighed secretly. After such a disturbance, the capital was truly going to be in turmoil, especially since the background and strength that Tang Zheng had displayed this time was enough to attract the attention of all the powers.
"After this, the reputation of the Yeh family will definitely rise to an unprecedented level." Feng Siniang sighed with emotion. The Yeh family had made the right move, and had reaped a lot of benefits.
Ye Dingdang did not have that many complicated thoughts, he only heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Since Tian Chanzi had come, then Tang Zheng would be safe.
She immediately ran over to support Tang Zheng and asked with concern, "How are you?"
Their hands were tightly clasped together. Tang Zheng's entire body trembled as a wave of pure Yin energy majestically entered his body.
His eyes lit up and he subconsciously tightened his grip on her hand.
Ye Dingdang was overjoyed. Both of his hands held onto his hand, their fingers intertwined, as if their souls were leaning against each other.
She had a strange feeling in her heart, but when she felt the high temperature of his palm, she hurriedly asked: "Why is your body temperature so high?"
Tang Zheng took a deep breath and said: "I'm fine."
Although the Pure Yin energy, the Pure Yin energy of the Pure Yin energy, it was not enough to let him out of his predicament to the brink of the situation.
"But your body temperature?"
Tang Zheng shook his head: "I'm fine." Then, he circulated his energy and quickly absorbed her Pure Yin energy.
Seeing that, Ye Dingdang did not ask any further. The two of them looked at Tian Chanzi at the same time, only to see Tian Chanzi ordering Huang Ziyang: "Protect him well, kill anyone who dares to harm him."
Huang Ziyang did not say anything, but stood in front of Tang Zheng without hesitation. His eyes shone with a fierce light that could captivate one's soul.
The others subconsciously avoided his gaze, not daring to look him in the eye.
"Come, let me see who is stronger between you and that idiot who uses a sword." Tian Chanzi took a step forward. This step was not big, but with just this step, he had closed the distance between him and Yan Potian by a few meters.
Yan Potian's face darkened as he lightly punched out. This punch looked ordinary and did not have much power.
But when his fist arrived in front of Tian Chanzi, bang bang bang, the air around Tian Chanzi released a series of explosive sounds, but the air turned into fists that could not be seen with the naked eye, and the vast aura caused one's heart to tremble.
This was a very mysterious realm of fist techniques. It was a realm where the fist intent that burst forth resonated with the air, causing the air to also become as powerful as a fist.
The air was everywhere, so the attack was naturally everywhere.
Unless one was an expert of the same realm, it would be impossible to unleash such an exquisite cultivation technique. Although the others did not understand, when they saw such a scene, some of them were so scared that their faces turned pale and their legs went weak.
The corner of Tian Chanzi's mouth curled up, and he also punched out. The moment he punched out, he displayed an incomparable might, and his fist seemed to have instantly grown larger.
No!
It was definitely not getting bigger, but the surface of his fist was emitting a faint layer of light.
His palm glowed. What realm was this? Only a few people knew that this was a manifestation of a cultivation technique that had been trained to the extreme.
This was the manifestation of the inner strength being released. When the inner strength was forced out of the body, there would be this kind of fist light.
However, they did not know that this fist light was not caused by the release of inner strength, but by the release of Innate Qi. However, Tian Chanzi was good at passing off fake as real, so no one else could discover any clues.
When Tian Chanzi fought with such a warrior expert, of course he would not rashly use spells. These people were all smart people, if the other party were to see through his identity as a cultivator, although Tian Chanzi was not afraid at all, it would cause trouble for Tang Zheng.
Tian Chanzi was an old monster who had lived for over a thousand years. He was the one who was truly smart, and when he considered the problem, he would not easily reveal any flaws.
A fist with a fist light met the attack that was everywhere and merged into the air.
Boom!
With a loud sound, screams came from the crowd. Many people were blown away by the energy that spread out in all directions, and some even spat out blood.
Yan Qishan hurriedly advised loudly: "Everyone, quickly leave the hall."
Everyone stepped out bravely. They were originally prepared to watch a good show, but this was only the first move, and it had already burst forth with such terrifying power. It caused them to personally experience the danger of an expert's exchange of blows.
Being a spectator was also a life-threatening situation.
However, no one left. They all gathered near the entrance of the hall and stretched their necks to look at the two sides of the battle.
There were only two people left in the hall. Even a precelestial martial artist like Ye Tianlei had no choice but to retreat.
This punch was just an appetizer. Tian Chanzi and Yan Potian's clothes fluttered in the wind, but their bodies did not move in the slightest.
"This old man is using the Dragon Form Technique. Please enlighten me." As soon as Yan Potian finished speaking, his body actually became illusory.
However, this was not a spell, but a violent fluctuation produced by the inner strength in his body, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate as well. Ripples spread out in circles, making people feel as if his body was about to disappear.
Actually, he was still standing in place.
Roar!
With a furious roar that sounded like a dragon's roar, a wave of air rose into the air. His entire body turned into an angry dragon as he attacked Tian Chanzi.
This scene was an eye-opener. In the eyes of many people, Yan Potian seemed to have truly turned into an angry dragon, attacking with an invincible might.
Tian Chanzi formed a sword art in his hand, causing the air to vibrate, and a sword appeared in his hand. It was not a real sword, but a sword formed from Innate Qi, emitting a faint light.
"Sword Qi, it's actually Sword Qi, and it's Sword Qi that has condensed into a real sword." The crowd cried out in alarm.
People who practiced sword arts needed a certain amount of power to cultivate Sword Qi, but it was not too difficult. For example, Precelestial Stage martial artists could usually unleash Sword Qi.
However, to condense Sword Qi into a real sword like Tian Chanzi was simply wishful thinking. It was absolutely impossible.
Many people looked at the real sword and understood that Tian Chanzi was not exaggerating when he said that he had injured the Sword God. He really did have the strength to do so, and he had even used the sword that the Sword God was most proud of to injure the other party.
"My good disciple, it seems that this sword technique is different from what you usually use." Tian Chanzi roared.
Tang Zheng's heart moved, knowing that Tian Chanzi was about to use the Heaven Flying Immortals Sword Technique. Tang Zheng had already completely learned the first move, Wind Surge, and the second move had already been mastered to the thirtieth move. Tian Chanzi was going to show himself, he would not let go of this rare opportunity.
The others also stared at Tian Chanzi, knowing that this sword technique was not ordinary, if they could comprehend one or two of it, then they would benefit for the rest of their lives.
Whoosh …
The sword danced, and the air in all directions began to churn, as if it had turned into clouds and mist. Violent winds rose from the ground, howling incessantly.
Wind Surge!
The move Tian Chanzi used was the first move of the Heaven Flying Immortals Sword Technique.
Tang Zheng's pupils constricted, he himself definitely did not have such a strong power, Tian Chanzi's move was many times stronger than his.
Pah pah pah!
The tables and chairs in the hall turned into dust amidst the tumbling waves of air, and then, they mixed with the air and condensed on the surface of the longsword. In an instant, the longsword suddenly became ten times larger. The sword was originally only half a meter long, but now, it had become five meters long and incomparably wide.
"This is no longer the first move. This is the second move. Yes, this is the second move that I have yet to fully comprehend." Tang Zheng became excited, his eyes wide open.
"Roar!"
Yan Potian's aura had also finished accumulating, and the furious dragon that he had transformed into increased by several times. He opened his mouth and bit towards Tian Chanzi.
"Sword Breaking Qianjun!"
Tian Chanzi roared, the gigantic sword slashed down, ruthlessly slashing onto the body of the furious dragon.
In that instant, time seemed to have stopped, and the air in the hall seemed to have frozen. Everyone's eyes froze at this moment, and the figures of the gigantic sword and the raging dragon were deeply imprinted in their hearts.
Many people who did not know martial arts or were weak felt their minds tremble as an indescribable pressure pressed down on their hearts. Their eyes rolled back and they fainted one after another.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of people had already fainted. Those who persevered were all warriors above the eighth grade of Body Refining Stage.
Ye Dingdang's face was deathly pale, her legs were trembling, but a warm power was transmitted into her body from Tang Zheng's palm, allowing her to resist the power.
Some of the precelestial martial artists present finally realized the difference between them and the Grandmaster. There was no way to make up for this kind of gap, it was a natural moat.
All of this took a long time to describe, but in fact, it only took an instant. The gigantic sword shattered, and the raging dragon also disintegrated. A powerful wave of air soared into the sky, and smoke and dust rose in all directions. No one could see the people in the hall clearly.
Kacha kacha kacha
A series of strange noises rang out, and before anyone could figure out what was going on, they heard a loud bang, and the large wooden building collapsed with a loud bang.
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