The Three Worlds

Three young men flew over to the square, one holding an axe, one holding a broadsword, and the other carrying a harp.

These three men were very imposing, and when they appeared, they all burst out with a raging aura, like three rounds of blazing suns, heading straight for Su Chen.

"Su Chen, let's fight, if you win you will be the disciple of the passing on of the skills!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"Come out, come out and die!"

Three cold and fierce voices echoed, shaking the earth.

At this time, Su Chen's face was very calm, and he didn't speak, but looked at Hong Sheng: "Can I beat them to death?"

Wow!

As soon as he said this, an uproar immediately arose.

"What?"

"Su Chen actually said he wanted to kill Duan Longgui and the other five?"

"Oh my God, am I hallucinating? How could Su Chen be so arrogant and ungrateful?"

"Haha... Su Chen, are you trying to make me laugh to death? You probably don't even know what Duan Longgui and the others are capable of. You actually said you wanted to kill them. I think you're the one who's going to be beaten to death!"

Around, a series of sarcastic voices rang out.

Everyone's eyes were full of disgust and disdain, and their faces were ugly, thinking that Su Chen was just trying to attract attention.

Even, they didn't know how much they were capable of, and they were arrogant and disgraced.

However, what made them feel unbelievable was that at this moment, after hearing Su Chen's question, the sect master didn't show any surprise, but said in a deep voice: "No!"

"They are all geniuses cultivated by the sect. If you kill one of them, then you have to pay compensation!"

Hong Sheng said with a serious face. "Okay, then I understand!"

Su Chen nodded slightly, moved suddenly, and rushed out.

The whole person seemed to form a brilliant starlight. With a clatter, the starlight rolled wildly and turned into a giant galaxy fist.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Boom!

When this giant galaxy fist rushed out, the first target it attacked was Duan Longgui.

"Arrogant!"

Duan Longgui's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly grasped the golden rainbow long sword in his hand. With a bang, the sword light raged and rushed straight to the giant galaxy fist.

However, just a face-to-face, with a click, the whole golden rainbow long sword broke into pieces, and the giant galaxy fist went straight to Duan Longgui.

"How is this possible?"

Duan Longgui showed a look of disbelief on his face, his expression was panic, and his breathing was rapid.

His full-strength attack could not even last for a moment in front of Su Chen. Doesn't this mean that he is going to lose?

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Wang Buyun took action. With a Qingfeng sword, he stirred up the mountains to dance. With one sword, thousands of mountains rose, and a rumbling sound was heard.

One after another, sword mountains appeared and rushed straight towards Su Chen.

"Su Chen, don't be violent!"

When a cold shout was heard, three figures in the distance quickly took action.

One of the young men wielded an axe with great momentum, opening and closing it, and the axe moved continuously, chopping down the nine heavens.

In addition, there was a young man holding a big knife, who burst out with hot blood like the sun, like a rolling wave of air, rushing towards Su Chen.

The last person was a man with a harp on his back. His clothes fluttered, like an immortal who was isolated from the world, with a proud face. The moment his delicate fingers pressed on the strings, a final sound of the sky falling and the earth falling broke out.

The sound of the harp seemed like the sound of flowing water in the mountains, but when it spread, it was like the sound of war drums, madly attacking the mind.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful his harp sound was, Su Chen always looked unmoved.

No matter how terrible the harp sound was, it could not shake his mind.

And no matter how powerful the power of the big knife to chop wood was, it could not shake his giant fist of the galaxy.

"Destroy!"

Su Chen shouted coldly, and when it fell, with a bang, the fist of the galaxy completely exploded, which was much more powerful than the killing moves shown by everyone.

Boom!

When his punch fell, it was like a falling star, exploding directly in front of everyone.

The power of the stars destroyed everything, how terrible.

In just a moment, the man holding the harp was knocked out, spitting blood, his face was pale, and his expression was terrified.

Not only him, but also the young man holding the big knife and the boy wielding the axe, all fled with serious injuries at this moment.

In the end, only Wang Buyun was left. The hand holding the Qingfeng Sword was still trembling, and blood flowed between his five fingers, but he gritted his teeth and did not step back.

"Huh..."

Su Chen showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he didn't care too much. His punch was not as simple as it seemed.

As expected, at this moment, after the giant star fist exploded, the power of the falling stars was like the rain in June, coming and going, one wave just passed, and another wave appeared.

Crackling!

The rain of stars was dense and dense. When it exploded, Wang Buyun could no longer hold on. The whole person, like a kite with a broken string, flew backwards heavily, spitting blood, and showing unimaginable horror on his face.

"Can your fist defeat the Yin-Yang realm?"

He took a breath and said in a lost voice.

"My fist can not only defeat the Yin-Yang realm, but also kill the Yin-Yang realm!"

Su Chen said calmly when he retracted his fist.

If it was before, then there would definitely be people who thought he was bragging, but now everyone is not thinking that he is bragging, but that Su Chen really has this ability!

One punch, defeated the five core disciples!

Even the disciples who are ranked at the bottom of the list can’t achieve this level of strength.

Unless it’s the top three!

However, the top three disciples have terrifying talents, how can Su Chen compare to them?

Those people were born with a golden key, and they are totally incomparable to the grassroots like them.

No matter how good the grassroots’ talents are, they will never be able to do so in their lifetime. Only those with strong backgrounds and good talents can have the opportunity to climb to the top of the pyramid and look down on the crowd.

This is the iron law of development in every era!

“Master, are you satisfied with this?”

After Su Chen defeated the five disciples with one punch, he looked at Hong Sheng.

“I am very satisfied, but I don’t know if the elder is satisfied?”

Hong Sheng smiled, and looked at the elder beside him.

At this moment, the elder’s old face was as black as a rag.

He was silent for a while, and when he raised his head, he looked at Hong Sheng coldly: "The sect master is really good at tricks. I don't know where he found this talent, but he has been hiding in the outer sect all this time. He is really patient!"

After the elder squeezed out these words, he turned around, waved his sleeves, and left directly.

It was a foregone conclusion that Su Chen would become a disciple of the passing on of skills. It would be useless for him to stay.

However, he wanted to leave, but Su Chen was not happy. He had just obtained the status of a disciple of the passing on of skills, and he also wanted to take away the title of the Holy Son of the Tianzong.

"Great elder, wait a minute!"

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