Tian Yuan

Today, Chen Qingyuan is wearing a white dress, spotless.

The long black hair was tied tightly with a thick cloth, and the few strands of hair had their own thoughts, breaking free from the restraint of the cloth strips, and dancing with the wind.The thick black hair made his neck look whiter and flawless.

The belt hangs down on the left side, dancing with the wind, freely.

He has a handsome face, distinct facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a slightly straight nose.

With one hand on his back and the other hand hanging gently by his side, he walked slowly, floating like a fairy.

"he came."

Everyone's eyes fell on Chen Qingyuan, and they found that today's Chen Qingyuan was extraordinarily handsome, as if he came out of a painting, it was hard to pick.

"Is this really Chen Qingyuan?"

Everyone recalled Chen Qingyuan's behavior in the past, which was completely different from the present, as if they were two different people.

"This guy is serious, and he is almost as handsome as me."

Changsun Fengye seldom saw Chen Qingyuan's serious appearance, dressed in white and snowy, like a fairy.

Daochen Buddha, who has always been calm and composed, could not help but look sideways at Changsun Fengye after hearing these words, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

As the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Changsun Fengye and Chen Qingyuan have been together for a long time, and they are on par in terms of narcissism.

"Is he Chen Qingyuan?"

It is very difficult for the women in the Ewha Palace to combine the former Chen Qingyuan with the present, they are simply two people.Many women's eyes were shining brightly, and their hearts were secretly moving.

There are many good-looking young heroes, but the innate noble temperament cannot be faked.

Today's Chen Qingyuan is like a lone pine tree on the top of the mountain, cold and lonely, untouchable.

"Pretentious."

Some young men murmured in a low voice, thinking that Chen Qingyuan was too good at putting on airs.

On weekdays, Chen Qingyuan can live carelessly, running around for money.This time it is about one's own dignity, and the bottom line has been touched, so we must go all out and take it seriously.

"Chen Daoyou, do you want to open the market and sit in the dealership?"

Former gamblers said loudly.

They trust Chen Qingyuan's gambling products very much, and they don't know how to operate in secret.

Chen Qingyuan didn't seem to notice this, and stared directly at Fu Dongliu who was in the void in front of him. He took a step forward, leaving behind several afterimages, flowing like the wind.

So cold!

You were not like this back then, you have changed.

All the gamblers froze in place, feeling abandoned in their hearts.

In the void in the distance, Fu Dongliu sensed a powerful aura rushing toward his face.He knew that it was his opponent who had appeared.

Fu Dongliu slowly opened his eyes, exuding an extreme chill all over his body, freezing a radius of ten miles, and the cold wind blew heavily.

Chen Qingyuan stopped walking, and looked at Fu Dongliu a hundred miles away.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

Talents from all walks of life are located in every corner of Yanchang ancient star, looking up and holding their breath.In order to witness this battle, many people began to wait a few years ago, for fear of missing it due to certain factors.

"Once I make a move, I will not show mercy."

Fu Dongliu had his hands behind his back, and he was dressed in black.

"me too."

Chen Qingyuan was dressed in white, as holy as snow.

The two are black and white, like the power of yin and yang, incompatible, as if this battle is doomed and unavoidable.

"Do you need me to suppress my cultivation and fight with you?"

Fu Dongliu made this suggestion.

If it was before, Chen Qingyuan would definitely accept it happily.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan chose to shake his head: "No need."

This battle is not a competition of realms, but a contest of one's own strength.

The cultivation base obtained from hard work is also a part of strength.A battle with the realm is only at a specific time.

Could it be possible to offend an old guy in the future, and let him suppress his cultivation to compete with himself?

It is considered lucky that the strong men of the older generation don't slap you to death with a single slap.

"Draw your sword!"

Hearing Chen Qingyuan's answer, Fu Dongliu not only did not relax his vigilance, but even became more jealous.

Chen Qingyuan shook his head and remained silent.

Seeing this, Fu Dongliu thought that Chen Qingyuan was so arrogant, and he was a little angry when facing himself that he didn't even use his sword.

"If you don't draw your sword at this time, you will have no chance later."

Fu Dongliu had been accumulating momentum for a long time, and if he made a move, it would be a thunderous strike, and there were not many evildoers present who could stop him.

Originally, Fu Dongliu wanted Chen Qingyuan to draw out his sword, condense the enchantment of kendo, and give him a certain amount of reaction time.However, Chen Qingyuan didn't draw out his sword, his hands were empty, and he kept a calm appearance.

If you lose, you lose to your own arrogance.

As an opponent, Fu Dongliu's ability to remind him is not bad.

"Chen Qingyuan is really looking for death. How dare he trust the boss so much when fighting against the boss."

"Boss has come here a year ago, and his momentum is restrained. If a war breaks out, the momentum will be like a broken bamboo, who can stop it."

"Maybe he did this on purpose, and there will be a set of rhetoric when he loses, poor preparation, not a huge gap in strength."

Everyone in Xijiang felt that Chen Qingyuan was too arrogant. How could it be different from admitting defeat if he didn't draw his sword at this time.

"What is he doing?"

Not only the arrogance of the Western Borders didn't understand, but also the monks in the rest of the world, with a dazed look on their faces.

"Is there a backup player, or do you choose to lose in this way knowing that you are invincible?"

Pear Blossom Queen Shutong Liu frowned, whispering in her heart.

Ask yourself, if she fights Fu Dongliu head-on, she will not dare to behave like this. She needs to make all preparations and dare not be careless in the slightest.

While everyone was talking, Fu Dongliu decided to make a move.

The two looked at each other for a while, Chen Qingyuan never intended to use his sword, Fu Dongliu didn't want to wait, and planned to preemptively suppress him with the force of thunder.

Perhaps, I misread the opponent!

Thinking of this, Fu Dongliu raised his right hand slowly, forming a scene of a black abyss behind him, like a giant chaotic beast that opened its mouth, it could devour the entire Yanchang ancient star, overwhelming the world, causing everyone to sweat , trembling all over.

boom!

The universe in the palm contains all kinds of dharmas.

With a slap of the palm, the countless law chains in the body were broken, and the power accumulated for a long time came like a flood.

At this moment, a huge hole was torn into the sky, and endless coercion came out of the hole, instantly flooding the space where Chen Qingyuan was.

The Tianjiao who are far below feel their bodies are heavy, the pressure is huge, and their souls are trembling just by looking at them from afar.

"If you can't even catch my palm, dare you say that you are the pride of the world."

Fu Dongliu yelled loudly, as if he was mocking Chen Qingyuan, but also as if he was encouraging Chen Qingyuan to do his best, not to just lose like this.

Chen Qingyuan had already been enveloped by a powerful force, and Fu Dongliu's full-strength palm was about to fall on him.

I don't know if he was stunned for a moment, or it was intentional, but when Chen Qingyuan reached the limit, his eyes finally changed, sharp as a knife.

The aura on his body also burst like a bamboo tube filled with water, splashing in all directions.

"Come!"

Chen Qingyuan grabbed it with his right hand and opened his mouth to drink in a low voice.