The country romantic little doctor king

To treat others with their own medicine, Zhao Changkong slapped Chen Yang's Tianling Gai with a flaming divine palm just now, and now he returned the favor.

However, his Tiangang Disha Big Hand Seal is incomparable to Zhao Changkong's Flame Divine Palm. It is completely dwarfed by the big one.

As soon as the Tiangang Disha big handprint came out, Zhao Changkong was crushed on the spot and caught off guard.

"Ah, what kind of palm technique are you doing?"

Zhao Changkong exclaimed, feeling as if a huge mountain was pressing on his shoulders, and his legs were sinking like two pillars.

The power and pressure of this palm alone is superior to that of his Flame Divine Palm. It is clearly a higher-level martial skill.

"Break it open for me!"

boom!

Amidst the roar, Zhao Changkong's whole body's true energy surged out of his body, and his robes swelled and made a hunting sound.

Of course he will not sit back and wait for death, but will fight hard.

Whoohoo!

The terrifying zhenqi turned into a tornado, spinning around his body at high speed, like a wind blade cutting wildly, trying to break through the pressure of Chen Yang's giant palm, and then rushed straight up, trying to crush Chen Yang's giant palm.

But the result was beyond his expectation.

The tornado wind formed by the true energy tried to crush Chen Yang's giant palm, but was crushed by the pressure of the giant palm falling before it even touched the palm.

Immediately afterwards, infinite power fell from the sky, and Pei Mo could not resist it.

Click, click, click!

The zhenqi protective tornado on Zhao Changkong's body was constantly being crushed.

Click, click, click!

As if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, the bones in Zhao Changkong's body made an overwhelming sound, his legs sank into the soil, and his back became rickety.

"I don't accept it! I have an indestructible body, and you can't do anything to me." Zhao Changkong let out a hysterical roar.

"If you don't want to accept it, you have to accept it. Kneel down first!"

As Chen Yang's palm violently shook, Zhao Changkong's physical body finally couldn't bear it anymore, his knees bent, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, worshiping Chen Yang.

Click, click, click!

The surface of his iron-black body was more like porcelain that had experienced wind and rain, with cracks appearing.

There were even stains of blood seeping out from the cracks on the surface of the skin.

One can imagine what kind of pressure Zhao Changkong was under.

With one palm, he defeated the number one ancient martial artist in Jiangnan Province!

"How can this be?"

Everyone onlookers were shocked and felt as if they were in a dream.

Zhao Changkong, as the number one ancient martial artist in Jiangnan Province and a great martial arts master in the late stage of transformation, was crushed like this? So defeated?

Unreal, so unreal!

"Ahhh!"

Zhao Changkong was still unwilling to give in and accept the reality of his defeat. He tried his best to break through the restraints, but to no avail.

Chen Yang's Tiangang Disha big handprint crushed everything, and finally pressed his entire life under the soil. A huge palm print pit appeared on the ground, and there was a human-shaped mark in the center of the palm print pit.

"This……"

Everyone present was speechless.

Lu Hanshuang stared with big eyes, as if he had eaten a dead fly, and his face looked as ugly as possible. She was not optimistic about Chen Yang before, but now she slapped him in the face.

"Holy shit! Such a fierce man, I reluctantly agreed to let him be my boyfriend, oh no, my master." Wu Yaner opened her mouth wide and said everything in her heart when she was nervous.

Whoosh!

Wu Xueer also breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, his heart was in his throat, fearing that Chen Yang would be crushed.

The two old masters, Qin Zhiwu and Chen Baoguo, looked livid and frightened for a while. They wanted to go up and help, but they were powerless. They really hit the iron plate today and encountered a tough situation.

"Okay, now, are you convinced?" Chen Yang asked Zhao Changkong with a sneer.

"Ah ah ah, I'm convinced!"

Zhao Changkong raised his head with difficulty and glanced at Chen Yang, his eyes full of frustration and resentment, but he had to give in in the end. The young man in front of him was far more powerful than he imagined. Even if we fight ten or a hundred times, he will never be his opponent.

At this moment, the whole place was silent!

Zhao Changkong actually relented and surrendered like a dog.

To think that he is the number one ancient martial artist in Jiangnan Province is so ironic and shocking.

Everyone thought that even if he fought to death, he would not give in.

Especially the disciples of Sect Master Tie, all of them had dark faces, they were really shameless.

The image of Master in their minds as invincible, powerful and never giving up suddenly collapsed.

Zhao Wentian's face turned ashen, and his old father gave in. After all, his great revenge could not be avenged, and his cultivation was wasted in vain.

"Oh, are you really convinced? Could it be that you don't agree with your mouth or your heart?" Chen Yang squinted his eyes slightly and said calmly.

"Mr. Chen, who has reached the semi-deity level in martial arts, is an unrivaled talent that only appears once in a thousand years. I, Zhao Changkong, who is only in the late stage of transformation, am not qualified to be your opponent. I am not unjust if I lose to you. I am convinced with all my heart." It’s me, Zhao Changkong, who is reckless and blind to real dragons. I hope Mr. Chen can forgive me and spare my life.” Zhao Changkong said with a bitter smile.

In fact, he had another thought in his heart. After he escaped this disaster, Chen Yang must pay the price with blood.

The upper level organization of the Jiangnan Province Ancient Martial Arts Association is the China Ancient Martial Arts Alliance.

There are more than a dozen organizations across the country like the Jiangnan Province Ancient Martial Arts Association, which together form the China Ancient Martial Arts Alliance.

The Chinese Ancient Martial Arts Alliance is the real Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, with many quasi-god realm beings.

He has someone in the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance. When the time comes, he can ask a quasi-god to help him regain his position and cut Chen Yang into pieces.

However, what he just said about Chen Yang's martial arts skills shocked everyone.

Half-stepping into the divine realm in martial arts means reaching the pinnacle of the realm of transformation, and initially cultivating martial arts spiritual thoughts.

This kind of existence is only half a step away from becoming a true god.

On the list of Chinese Grandmasters, only the top five beings can achieve semi-deity in martial arts.

This means that Chen Yang's ranking on the grandmaster list can be promoted to the top five.

The key is that this guy is only in his early twenties.

There are not many grandmasters of this age, let alone martial arts gods.

How terrifying is this?

Completely untrue, unscientific, and subversive of convention.

If others say that Chen Yang is a half-step god, you don't have to believe it, but you must believe what Zhao Changkong says. Moreover, Zhao Changkong was indeed defeated by Chen Yang, and the absolute crushing could also support his statement.

"No wonder I lost so neatly. It turns out that this kid is a half-step god. Then I didn't lose unjustly." Qin Zhiwu, the leader of the Baji Sect, shook his head and said to himself.

Chen Baoguo was also frightened for a while. If Chen Yang had punched with all his strength, his heart would have been blown out. He was lucky enough to save his life.

"Okay, now that I'm convinced, go to hell! Don't provoke me again in the next life." Chen Yang said coldly, pressing down with a palm.