4739--Andrew
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Du Jie De Xiao Bai
4739--Andrew
"Senior brother Wen is really strong. The lake was so fierce just now. Its strength has reached the level of a great sage, right? It was also killed by brother Wen."
In the jungle and hills, Xu Yilong watched Wen Tingjun chasing the void shuttle and killing a lake that had become a spirit on the way, showing shock.
"Senior Brother Xu, Brother Wen seems to be fighting with someone."
Beside Xu Yilong, a woman with an elegant face and a slender figure showed surprise.
She possesses a Sacred Art of Sight, which allows her to see farther.
"Fighting with Senior Brother Wen? Could it be those from the Tianhe Heart of the Danxin Clan?"
Xu Yilong felt that there were only a handful of people in the Danxin clan who could challenge Wen Tingjun.
The female disciple shook her head: "I don't think so, it should be a Taoist disciple."
"Disciple of Taoism? Who is it?"
Xu Yilong's face showed surprise. Among the disciples of Discourse on Dao, the only ones who can compete with Wen Tingjun are the six on the first ladder, right?
Even those who are in the second echelon are hard to be opponents.
"do not know."
The female disciple shook her head: "But I feel that he seems to be quite confident, and he should be a great saint."
Xu Yilong ran closer to take a closer look.
It happened to be the scene where Wen Tingjun slapped Qin Chen with a palm.
"boom!"
Qin Chen circulated the Great Galaxy, and the Star Palace shone with starlight, covering the void, blocking Wen Tingjun's casual palm.
"It's him?!"
When seeing Qin Chen, Xu Yilong's eyeballs almost fell to the ground.
The female disciple looked curious: "Brother Xu, do you know him? Who is he?"
"Qin Chen of Maoshan! A Zhongsheng!"
Xu Yilong's heart beat like a numbness.
He didn't expect to meet Qin Chen here, let alone see Qin Chen and Wen Tingjun fighting.
"Zhongsheng?"
The female disciple was stunned, did she hear correctly?
"The genuine Zhongsheng!"
Xu Yilong was absolutely sure of this, because if Qin Chen was in the Great Sacred Realm, it would be impossible for him to enter the entire grotto.
Is this the confidence to pass the sixth floor of the whole grotto?
How dare you challenge Brother Wen!
"Is he crazy?"
The female disciple was dumbfounded.
"But the problem is, he has already blocked Senior Brother Wen's palm."
Xu Yilong's heart beat faster, his eyes widened, and he stared in front of him.
……
"Heaven's Absolute Holy Art Great Galaxy? Natural origin!"
Wen Tingjun originally wanted to beat this unknown guy in front of him with a palm of his hand.
But did not expect.
With a palm of his own, the opponent was unharmed.
Moreover, he recognized Da Xinghe, and felt that the natural holy power revealed by Qin Chen was already in the second-rank realm, comparable to him, a second-rank great sage.
"who are you?"
Wen Tingjun realized that this person was extraordinary.
Qin Chen clasped his fists to Wen Tingjun: "I forgot to introduce, next, a disciple of Maoshan, Qin Chen."
"You are Qin Chen?"
Wen Tingjun's pupils shrank slightly.
This name should be known to everyone in the Eight Schools of Discourses.
Third Grade Zhongsheng?
Seeing Qin Chen's cultivation, Wen Tingjun frowned, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that Qin Chen's aura was a bit unusual.
But no matter what, it was really not bad to be able to block his own palm.
No wonder he dared to challenge himself.
"Just now I only gave out [-]% of my strength."
Wen Tingjun emphasized: "You can become popular in the Eight Schools of Discourses in the middle of the holy realm. I respect you a little bit, but this is not enough to support you to take away the Void Shuttle under my hands."
Qin Chen smiled and said, "Why don't you try?"
Seeing that Qin Chen didn't listen to the advice, Wen Tingjun shook his head, took out an ancient yellow willow cane, and nodded to Qin Chen.
"boom!"
The tyrannical strength belonging to Wen Tingjun, the second-rank natural sage, was revealed.
Qin Chen's whole body trembled.
With a bang, a level 28 soul gushed out.
Wen Tingjun's eyes showed a strange color, and the ancient willow walking stick in his hand was pressed down again.
Qin Chen stared at Wen Tingjun.
In the holy body, there were a total of [-] sages, bursting out like a landslide.
"boom!"
Wen Tingjun's ancient willow cane trembled under Qin Chen's outburst, which made Wen Tingjun look surprised.
"I have met a third-rank Saint Physique martial artist before, and their sanctity seems to be far inferior to yours. Could it be that your Saint Physique is already a rank four?!"
Wen Tingjun said in surprise.
Qin Chen smiled: "Wen Zhenchuan has good eyesight."
Wen Tingjun was shocked.
A middle saint, a fourth-grade holy body?
What is this!
The third-rank Saint Physique martial artist Wen Tingjun had met at the beginning was already in the Great Saint Realm.
Although Wen Tingjun doesn't know the difficulty of practicing Eucharist.
But you can also know how incredible it is that the fourth-grade holy body was refined by a Zhongsheng.
Moreover, this guy seems to be a spirit granter, right?
It's still a third-rank high-level!
Why don't you exhaust yourself!
"But it's still not enough!"
Wen Tingjun swung his ancient willow cane, and slashed at Qin Chen like a divine sword.
"Isn't it enough?"
In Qin Chen's eyes, there was wildness and fierceness.
The supreme way, explode!
"boom!"
The uniquely blessed Supreme Faxiang pierced the sky.
The supreme power of heaven swept across the world.
Wen Tingjun's complexion changed drastically for the first time, and he flew out with a bang.
far away.
Both Xu Yilong and the female disciple trembled.
"Senior Brother Xu, there seems to be something wrong with my eyes. I just saw Qin Chen repel Senior Brother Wen. Is this true?"
The female disciple rubbed her eyes desperately.
Xu Yilong was sluggish, and said with difficulty: "My eyes seem to have the same problem as yours."
Both are dazzled?
This is naturally impossible!
Both Xu Yilong realized that the unimaginable scene in front of them was the truth.
However, it is still hard to believe!
"how could it be possible?"
The female disciple repeated it over and over, with disbelief all over her face.
But to say the most shocking.
It was Wen Tingjun himself.
His movements seemed a little stiff at the moment.
He looked at Qin Chen with a ghostly look.
what's the situation?
When the power of heaven knocked him into the air just now, his mind went blank for a moment.
Is this a Zhongsheng?
"Wen Zhenchuan, is that enough?"
A smile appeared on Qin Chen's face.
Only then did Wen Tingjun come back to his senses, but there was still lingering fear in his eyes.
"Qin Chen!"
He read the name.
"boom!"
Above his head, a Guqin, a chessboard and an ancient book appeared respectively.
The Xingyi of Qin, the Xingyi of Chess, and the Xingyi of Books are flying out one by one at this moment, with a total of 880 shares.
Confucianism, Daoism and Zongshu - piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!
At this moment, Wen Tingjun has cultivated this sect of Huazong to the realm of piano, chess and calligraphy, and he is called the third-grade Confucianism.
"You are truly remarkable."
Wen Tingjun agreed with Qin Chen's strength.
"But it's still not enough!"
The moment the voice fell, the Guqin chessboard and ancient books above Wen Tingjun's head flew towards Qin Chen.
Under the blessing of the natural source, it was like a hundred volcanoes detonated in an instant, and the sky shattered.
(End of this chapter)
"Senior brother Wen is really strong. The lake was so fierce just now. Its strength has reached the level of a great sage, right? It was also killed by brother Wen."
In the jungle and hills, Xu Yilong watched Wen Tingjun chasing the void shuttle and killing a lake that had become a spirit on the way, showing shock.
"Senior Brother Xu, Brother Wen seems to be fighting with someone."
Beside Xu Yilong, a woman with an elegant face and a slender figure showed surprise.
She possesses a Sacred Art of Sight, which allows her to see farther.
"Fighting with Senior Brother Wen? Could it be those from the Tianhe Heart of the Danxin Clan?"
Xu Yilong felt that there were only a handful of people in the Danxin clan who could challenge Wen Tingjun.
The female disciple shook her head: "I don't think so, it should be a Taoist disciple."
"Disciple of Taoism? Who is it?"
Xu Yilong's face showed surprise. Among the disciples of Discourse on Dao, the only ones who can compete with Wen Tingjun are the six on the first ladder, right?
Even those who are in the second echelon are hard to be opponents.
"do not know."
The female disciple shook her head: "But I feel that he seems to be quite confident, and he should be a great saint."
Xu Yilong ran closer to take a closer look.
It happened to be the scene where Wen Tingjun slapped Qin Chen with a palm.
"boom!"
Qin Chen circulated the Great Galaxy, and the Star Palace shone with starlight, covering the void, blocking Wen Tingjun's casual palm.
"It's him?!"
When seeing Qin Chen, Xu Yilong's eyeballs almost fell to the ground.
The female disciple looked curious: "Brother Xu, do you know him? Who is he?"
"Qin Chen of Maoshan! A Zhongsheng!"
Xu Yilong's heart beat like a numbness.
He didn't expect to meet Qin Chen here, let alone see Qin Chen and Wen Tingjun fighting.
"Zhongsheng?"
The female disciple was stunned, did she hear correctly?
"The genuine Zhongsheng!"
Xu Yilong was absolutely sure of this, because if Qin Chen was in the Great Sacred Realm, it would be impossible for him to enter the entire grotto.
Is this the confidence to pass the sixth floor of the whole grotto?
How dare you challenge Brother Wen!
"Is he crazy?"
The female disciple was dumbfounded.
"But the problem is, he has already blocked Senior Brother Wen's palm."
Xu Yilong's heart beat faster, his eyes widened, and he stared in front of him.
……
"Heaven's Absolute Holy Art Great Galaxy? Natural origin!"
Wen Tingjun originally wanted to beat this unknown guy in front of him with a palm of his hand.
But did not expect.
With a palm of his own, the opponent was unharmed.
Moreover, he recognized Da Xinghe, and felt that the natural holy power revealed by Qin Chen was already in the second-rank realm, comparable to him, a second-rank great sage.
"who are you?"
Wen Tingjun realized that this person was extraordinary.
Qin Chen clasped his fists to Wen Tingjun: "I forgot to introduce, next, a disciple of Maoshan, Qin Chen."
"You are Qin Chen?"
Wen Tingjun's pupils shrank slightly.
This name should be known to everyone in the Eight Schools of Discourses.
Third Grade Zhongsheng?
Seeing Qin Chen's cultivation, Wen Tingjun frowned, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that Qin Chen's aura was a bit unusual.
But no matter what, it was really not bad to be able to block his own palm.
No wonder he dared to challenge himself.
"Just now I only gave out [-]% of my strength."
Wen Tingjun emphasized: "You can become popular in the Eight Schools of Discourses in the middle of the holy realm. I respect you a little bit, but this is not enough to support you to take away the Void Shuttle under my hands."
Qin Chen smiled and said, "Why don't you try?"
Seeing that Qin Chen didn't listen to the advice, Wen Tingjun shook his head, took out an ancient yellow willow cane, and nodded to Qin Chen.
"boom!"
The tyrannical strength belonging to Wen Tingjun, the second-rank natural sage, was revealed.
Qin Chen's whole body trembled.
With a bang, a level 28 soul gushed out.
Wen Tingjun's eyes showed a strange color, and the ancient willow walking stick in his hand was pressed down again.
Qin Chen stared at Wen Tingjun.
In the holy body, there were a total of [-] sages, bursting out like a landslide.
"boom!"
Wen Tingjun's ancient willow cane trembled under Qin Chen's outburst, which made Wen Tingjun look surprised.
"I have met a third-rank Saint Physique martial artist before, and their sanctity seems to be far inferior to yours. Could it be that your Saint Physique is already a rank four?!"
Wen Tingjun said in surprise.
Qin Chen smiled: "Wen Zhenchuan has good eyesight."
Wen Tingjun was shocked.
A middle saint, a fourth-grade holy body?
What is this!
The third-rank Saint Physique martial artist Wen Tingjun had met at the beginning was already in the Great Saint Realm.
Although Wen Tingjun doesn't know the difficulty of practicing Eucharist.
But you can also know how incredible it is that the fourth-grade holy body was refined by a Zhongsheng.
Moreover, this guy seems to be a spirit granter, right?
It's still a third-rank high-level!
Why don't you exhaust yourself!
"But it's still not enough!"
Wen Tingjun swung his ancient willow cane, and slashed at Qin Chen like a divine sword.
"Isn't it enough?"
In Qin Chen's eyes, there was wildness and fierceness.
The supreme way, explode!
"boom!"
The uniquely blessed Supreme Faxiang pierced the sky.
The supreme power of heaven swept across the world.
Wen Tingjun's complexion changed drastically for the first time, and he flew out with a bang.
far away.
Both Xu Yilong and the female disciple trembled.
"Senior Brother Xu, there seems to be something wrong with my eyes. I just saw Qin Chen repel Senior Brother Wen. Is this true?"
The female disciple rubbed her eyes desperately.
Xu Yilong was sluggish, and said with difficulty: "My eyes seem to have the same problem as yours."
Both are dazzled?
This is naturally impossible!
Both Xu Yilong realized that the unimaginable scene in front of them was the truth.
However, it is still hard to believe!
"how could it be possible?"
The female disciple repeated it over and over, with disbelief all over her face.
But to say the most shocking.
It was Wen Tingjun himself.
His movements seemed a little stiff at the moment.
He looked at Qin Chen with a ghostly look.
what's the situation?
When the power of heaven knocked him into the air just now, his mind went blank for a moment.
Is this a Zhongsheng?
"Wen Zhenchuan, is that enough?"
A smile appeared on Qin Chen's face.
Only then did Wen Tingjun come back to his senses, but there was still lingering fear in his eyes.
"Qin Chen!"
He read the name.
"boom!"
Above his head, a Guqin, a chessboard and an ancient book appeared respectively.
The Xingyi of Qin, the Xingyi of Chess, and the Xingyi of Books are flying out one by one at this moment, with a total of 880 shares.
Confucianism, Daoism and Zongshu - piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!
At this moment, Wen Tingjun has cultivated this sect of Huazong to the realm of piano, chess and calligraphy, and he is called the third-grade Confucianism.
"You are truly remarkable."
Wen Tingjun agreed with Qin Chen's strength.
"But it's still not enough!"
The moment the voice fell, the Guqin chessboard and ancient books above Wen Tingjun's head flew towards Qin Chen.
Under the blessing of the natural source, it was like a hundred volcanoes detonated in an instant, and the sky shattered.
(End of this chapter)
