Chapter 5965: 5965 no time to think more

   Chapter 5965 5965 No time to think more

Hearing Lin Yuantang’s words, everyone around was stunned, and then secretly wiped out a cold sweat: After all this time, you are still uttering wild words. You are really afraid that you will lose badly later, and that Chu Yuange will not be able to hesitate to humiliate you. You?

"Hahahaha, regret, do you think this man will regret it? That's all, the old man doesn't bother to take advantage of your tongue, so hurry up. Three strokes, remember, I only let you three strokes, but don't do it later. Blame me for not being affectionate anymore." Chu Yuange laughed even more when he heard the words, and didn't bother to talk to him more, just impatiently urged.

  I was still thinking about it, and I will be able to meet each other in the future. Isn’t it a little bit of face for Lin Yuantang? Unexpectedly, he didn't know what was good or bad. Chu Yuange made up his mind now, and today he must make Lin Yuantang completely faceless, and he will never show up to see people anymore!

   "Well, since Chu Fujun said so, then I am disrespectful." Lin Yuantang bowed slightly, regarded as a salute, and then slapped it out with a palm.

   "Good come..." Chu Yuange shouted loudly, running the holy energy to cover his whole body.

   Makes three moves, just saying that he will not take the initiative, instead of standing there and letting others attack.

  Of course, if both sides are similar in strength, even if they are a few ranks higher than their opponents, standing still and being beaten like this, it will be difficult to withstand the opponent's attack abruptly.

   However, Chu Yuange was confident enough: the gap between Lin Yuantang and him, which is as simple as a few grades, is a realm gap.

   Obviously, he was wrong, terribly wrong.

  The next moment, I saw Lin Yuantang's palms shot out, and the shadows of the palms were like dark clouds pressing on the top, like waves tossing in front of Chu Yuange. And two dazzling rainbows appeared between his eyebrows.

  Hey, according to the news heard by the servants of the mansion, hasn't he been stagnating at the peak of the Ninth-Rank of the Most Saints over the years? Why are there only two sacred rainbows? Is the news wrong? But it doesn't make sense. No matter how poor Qingyuan Taoist House is, no matter how poor it is, it won't be too poor for the dignified man. After so many years of cultivation, how could Lin Yuantang be only the second highest rank?

   In Chu Yuange's heart, there was a bit of doubt subconsciously.

   Soon, he noticed something was wrong: Lin Yuantang’s eyebrows had no holy beads, only holy rainbows.

  The second rank of Huasheng, he was promoted to the second rank of Huasheng!

how can that be? We must know that although his Tianxin Taoist government has not been able to recover to its heyday, relying on the hard work of generations of ancestors, it also has the trend of resurgence, and its strength is by no means comparable to the ordinary Taoist government. But as a palace monarch, he relied on a steady stream of cultivation resources to cultivate for most of his life, but he only reached the second stage of Huasheng. How could Lin Yuantang also have such cultivation skills?

  Chu Yuange has no time to think about it. The shadows of the palms are like the waves under the storm, and the waves are higher than the waves, and the mountains are overwhelming to the chest. In a hurry, he didn't even have time to block it-he couldn't stop it if he talked too much, he could only retreat hastily.

   But it was too late. He completely underestimated Lin Yuantang's strength. When he was caught off guard, he couldn't even retreat.

   "Boom!" In the loud noise, the palm shadows were already booming on the chest one after another.

  The same as the sage, even if the cultivation base is higher than the opponent's two or three grades, it is difficult to be motionless like this, and forcibly bear the palm of the opponent's all-out effort, let alone leveling?

   "Ka!" There was a clear crack in Chu Yuange's ears, the body guard's gas shield broke, and the powerful force blasted into his chest relentlessly.

  Without any suspense, Chu Yuange flew like a kite with a broken line. When he was in the air, he spouted a mouthful of blood, and then smashed it heavily to the ground.

  (End of this chapter)