After hearing Lin Yuantang's words, all the people around were stunned. Then they put on a cold sweat: after all this work, they are still speechless. Are you really afraid that you will not lose badly later, or that Chu yuange will not humiliate you?

"Ha ha ha ha, regret. Do you think you will regret it? That's all. I don't want to show off my tongue with you. Let's do it now. Three moves, remember, I only let you three moves, after that don't blame me for not being polite. " Chu Yuan Ge is smell speech laugh, all don't want to talk with him more, just impatient destroy promote way.

Previously, I was still thinking about how much I would like to leave Lin Yuantang a little face to meet in the future? I didn't expect him to be so ungrateful. Chu Yuan Ge now made up his mind to let Lin Yuan Tang thoroughly disgrace himself today, and never to come out to see anyone again!

"Well, since Mr. Chu said so, I'll be very disrespectful." Lin Yuantang bowed slightly, gave a salute, and then clapped out.

"It's good..." Chu Yuan Ge gave a big drink and protected his whole body with holy Qi.

Let people three moves, just say that they do not take the initiative to attack, rather than standing there without any defense, let people attack.

Of course, if the strength of both sides is similar, even higher than the opponent's several grades, it is difficult to bear the opponent's attack without moving.

However, Chu yuange was confident enough: the gap between Lin Yuantang and him was as simple as several grades, but it was a gap of realm.

Obviously, he was wrong, very wrong.

At the next moment, Lin Yuantang's palms were photographed, and the shadows of his palms were like dark clouds, like waves, rolling to Chu yuange's body. And between his eyebrows, there are two gorgeous rainbows.

Eh, according to the information from the disciples of the mansion, he has been stagnating in the peak of the supreme nine grades all these years. How come there are only two holy siphons? Is the information wrong? But it doesn't make sense. No matter how poor the Daofu of the Qing Dynasty is, it won't be as poor as the emperor of the hall. After so many years of cultivation, how can Lin Yuantang be only the most holy second grade?

In Chu Yuan GE's heart, subconsciously, he had some doubts.

Soon, he realized something was wrong: there was no pearl between Lin Yuantang's eyebrows, only a rainbow.

Hua Sheng Er pin, he was promoted to Hua Sheng Er pin!

How is that possible? We should know that although his Tianxin Daofu has not been able to recover to its peak, it has a great potential of rejuvenation by virtue of the hard work of generations of ancestors, and its strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary Daofu. However, as the ruler of the government, he has been practicing hard for most of his life by relying on a steady stream of cultivation resources, but he has only reached the second grade of Huasheng. How could Lin Yuantang have such cultivation?

Chu Yuan Pavilion had no time to think about it. The shadow of his hands was like the waves under the storm. One wave was higher than the other, and it reached his chest. In a hurry, he didn't even have time to stop it - he couldn't stop it even if he talked too much, he had to retreat in a hurry.

But it's too late. He underestimated Lin Yuantang's strength completely. He didn't even have time to retreat.

"Boom!" In the loud sound, the shadow of the palm has been one after another in the chest.

Even if the cultivation is higher than the other's two or three grades, it's hard to be as motionless as this and bear the opponent's full effort, not to mention the level?

"Ha!" Chu Yuan GE's ears heard a crisp crack, the body shield burst, the powerful force mercilessly into his chest.

Without any suspense, Chu Yuan Pavilion flew like a broken kite. Body in mid air, on the fierce spurt of a mouthful of blood, and then heavily hit the ground.