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In mid-air, the figures of Qin Zhaoli and Zhao Sifang slowly landed.

As soon as it appeared, a strong pressure swept around with Zhao Sifang as the center.

Although the Liyuan disciples had already taken precautions and finally knew from Chu Yang that Zhao Sifang was not an enemy, they still couldn't help but murmur in their hearts in the face of such power.

"Who is this person? Why is he so strong?"

Not only the Liyuan disciples looked at Zhao Sifang, but Zhao Sifang himself also looked around and looked at everything around him.

When his eyes fell on the Liyuan disciples, Zhao Sifang just said in a neutral tone:

"With such a low level, you still have the courage to face me, which is pretty good."

"Old Qin, this is the monk you told me about today's Chinese monks. I don't think their strength is very good."

At this moment, a flirtatious voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Sifang's ears.

"Who are you, who dare to despise my alliance monk?"

Before Zhao Sifang could speak, Qin Zhaoli stepped in front of Chu Yang, bowed and saluted, "Fellow Daoist Chu, this person is Zhao Sifang, the helper I specially found for Friend Chu."

After the words fell, Qin Zhaoli looked at Zhao Sifang and said:

"Fellow Taoist Sifang, this is the person I was talking about before..."

Listening to the two people communicating there, Chu Yang narrowed his eyes.

He could feel an evil aura from Zhao Sifang and knew that this person was powerful.

Chu Yang had a hunch that Qin Zhaoli must have secretly promised some special conditions by calling this person here, and it was very likely that the conditions promised were related to him.

"Oh, this person is the Chu Yang you mentioned?"

Zhao Sifang was refreshed, and his tiger eyes shot out two golden lights at the same time.

Shining directly on Chu Yang, as if he wanted to see Chu Yang cleanly from the inside out.

Chu Yang just stood there without making any move, letting Zhao Sifang look him up and down.

After watching for a while, Zhao Sifang still couldn't see anything special about Chu Yang.

The aura on his body was not even as good as that of Zhao Sifang on his side. He couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, and complained to Qin Zhaoli dissatisfiedly:

"Are you sure what you told me before is true? Can this person really defeat you?"

Qin Zhaoli smiled bitterly and said:

"How could I deceive fellow Taoists about this? It's true."

Zhao Sifang's expression became even more unkind, and he looked at Chu Yang with a hint of contempt.

"If the other party is only at this level, I think I'd better go back."

Zhao Sifang turned around and left when he said he was leaving, but then Chu Yang said calmly:

"Your Excellency came here uninvited and made a speech there. Now you have to leave if you want. Have you ever asked me for my opinion?"

"Since you want to see my strength, there's no harm in letting you take a look!"

Chu Yang took a step forward, and the aura on his body began to rise rapidly. In the blink of an eye, Chu Yang's aura was no weaker than that of Zhao Sifang in front of him, and was even slightly stronger.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sifang's eyes widened. There was no trace of anger on his face, only wanton laughter.

"Hahahaha, good, good!"

"I didn't expect your strength to be so extraordinary. I'm not in vain! Come on, let me fight you and see who is stronger!"

Zhao Sifang unleashed his momentum wantonly, and the ground beneath his feet began to crack!

The collision between the two spiritually deficient stage powerhouses attracted countless monks in the blink of an eye. When they saw Chu Yang and a strange monk wearing Taoist robes,

Countless people could not help but be surprised when they contended there.

"Who is this person? He can actually compete with fellow Daoist Chu?"

"Look, that's the founder of the Huashan Immortal Sect. Could that person be the helper he invited?"

"No matter how terrifying the opponent's momentum is, he will never be a match for Fellow Daoist Chu!"

"Let's see, in the end, Fellow Daoist Chu will definitely win."

"..."

The whispers of the monks onlookers could be heard clearly reaching the center of the battlefield.

Zhao Sifang now completely believed Qin Zhaoli's words and confirmed that Chu Yang was the strong man he said.

Judging from his aura, he was even stronger than some of Zhao Sifang's past opponents.

Zhao Sifang was worried that the competition between the two would inevitably be limited by the venue, making the competition unsatisfactory. After several trials, he laughed and said to Chu Yang:

"How about you and I compete in a different place?"

Chu Yang nodded slowly, "Then it's up to you!"

The two figures soared into the air one after the other and disappeared at the entrance of the alliance in the blink of an eye.

Su Yue followed closely.

Immediately afterwards, a group of monks who were above the stage of becoming gods also left one after another to observe the battle between the two people.

Only some weak monks stood there and felt sorry for themselves, secretly sighing that they were not strong enough to observe the contest between such strong men.

A wasteland east of the alliance.

Chu Yang and Zhao Sifang stood looking at each other.

Now the two of them have long lost their aura and look just like ordinary people.

After the previous trial, both of them knew in their hearts that ordinary coercion could not affect the other party, so they decided not to go through all the twists and turns.

Chu Yang did not take the lead to take action, but just stood there and looked at Zhao Sifang calmly.

Zhao Sifang followed Chu

Yang noticed this in his eyes and took the lead in extending his right palm.

In an instant, a heavy coercion swept towards Chu Yang in front. The space between the two of them seemed to be shattered, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to become chaotic.

Chu Yang's pupils flickered with light, and with a slight click, his figure rose into the air.

In mid-air, Chu Yang also struck back with a blow and extended a finger forward.

The sharp sword intent rushed out from the fingers, and wherever it went, it seemed that it could not contain everything in the world!

A blow containing such power collided with Zhao Sifang's previous attack.

There seemed to be an extremely dull sound in the surrounding space, and the sky seemed to be torn open by the aftermath of the two attacks, and the sky quickly darkened.

Zhao Sifang looked up to the sky and smiled, not affected at all.

"Have a good time, I don't know how long I haven't encountered such a strong opponent. Come on, keep on, I want to see how long you can last."

Chu Yang did not hook up with the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation in the Yuan Shen Secret Treasures. This time, he planned to use his own strength to convince Zhao Sifang in front of him.

Only by overpowering such a strong man in terms of strength can he be unable to resist at all. Chu Yang would definitely not let such a useful helper escape from his eyes.

"Then as you wish!"

He stepped forward and approached Zhao Sifang at great speed.

But just as the distance between the two became closer, Zhao Sifang suddenly couldn't feel Chu Yang's breath, and there seemed to be nothing in front of him.

He couldn't help but narrow his eyes, with a bit of solemnity between his brows.

The next second, Zhao Sifang's figure expanded rapidly, and the rich power of Qi and blood spurted out from all over his body. He could even stand from a distance.

Clearly see the majestic energy and blood in Zhao Sifang's body!

In the distance, countless monks who saw this scene were shocked!