Villain: After Being Kicked Out Of The Division, He Completely Turned Into A Black Man.

"Shu Zi'an dare!"

Unrivaled power burst out from Chen Lao's body. He had no time to think, and his body rushed out. If Lu Chen succeeded, everything he had done would be in vain.

We must not let Chu Feng die here!

Ji Wuchang's eyes flashed coldly. This old guy who relies on his old age to show off his old age just said that no third party is allowed to intervene in the duel, but he openly broke the rules. This approach is really disgusting.

The iron sword in Ji Wuchang's hand buzzed and was about to be unsheathed to stop Mr. Chen.

But Lu Zhanyuan appeared in front of Mr. Chen at some unknown time. Lu Zhanyuan raised his arm and said in a low voice: "The Soul-Destroying Palm!"

On the sky, a huge black and red palm print appeared, and then it blasted away directly at Old Chen's body at an astonishing speed. The black and red color filled the sky and the earth, as if it could shatter everything in the world.

A huge dark black handprint that covered the sky condensed in the mid-air, and the world seemed to dim for a moment. The handprint tore the space, and the domineering power bombarded Chen Lao's body.

Mr. Chen was caught off guard and his body fell like a meteorite. Suddenly the ground trembled slightly, a loud noise resounded through the sky, and a huge deep pit was sunk below the ground.

Above the collapsed earth, a figure was still floating quietly.

Lu Zhanyuan looked at Mr. Chen who flew out of the pit coldly like a murderous god, his eyes filled with evil aura.

Emperor Wu was so angry that his blood flowed thousands of miles!

"Lu Zhanyuan, what do you mean by this? If anything happens to Chu Feng, I will stay with you and the Lu family until death!"

"Huh, that's ridiculous! You're such a smart guy, you old thief with a gray beard, you keep saying that no third party is allowed to enter the ring in a duel, and now you're trying to stop the duel. Have you ever asked me if I agree?"

Lu Zhanyuan did not give in at all, snorted and gritted his teeth.

Elder Chen knew that he was not paying attention and did not care to argue with Lu Zhanyuan. He hurriedly looked at Chu Feng.

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Chu Feng gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Chen, who was approaching him infinitely, and shouted: "Lu Chen, you forced me to do this! You can be proud of yourself for forcing me to this point, even if you lose!"

"The Fierce Yang Kung Fu is guided by blood, blood sacrifice!"

A piece of pure blood flew out from the center of Chu Feng's eyebrows. The blood droplet was suspended in the air, and instantly burned with blazing flames. Chu Feng's lips curled up into a smile, and he swallowed the blood droplet into his mouth.

Lu Chen looked at Chu Feng whose aura was rising with palpitations, and hurriedly retreated. As expected, Chu Feng still had some tricks up his sleeve.

"This kid actually used his essence and blood to temporarily improve his cultivation. He's crazy!"

"After all, I am too young and energetic, and the price is too high."

Most of the people present were old guys who had seen the world, and they could probably guess about Chu Feng's moves. The moves used by Chu Feng were special martial arts that increased the level of force at the cost of blood essence.

This kind of martial skill would never be used easily by ordinary warriors unless they were in a desperate situation.

Because the price is too high, ranging from being seriously injured for several years to being severely injured.

Mr. Chen's eyes were dark and extremely gloomy: "Lu Zhanyuan, are you happy now? If little friend Chu Feng makes any mistake, I, Chen Zhenshan, will never let you off the Lu family easily!"

"If you don't let go of my Lu family, how can I, my Lu family, let you go so easily?"

"you!"

Chen Zhenshan was so angry that his lips trembled, and he didn't know what to say to cover up his embarrassment at this moment.

He is the master of the Martial Saint, with disciples all over the Dragon Kingdom!

No one had ever dared to speak to him like this.

Lu Zhanyuan was not afraid at all and met Chen Zhenshan's gaze. He was now unwilling to give any face to such a shameless old guy.

If you give too much face, it won’t be worth anything.

Ever since Chen Zhenshan stepped into the Lu family, his attitude has been extremely arrogant, completely lacking the composure and restraint of an elder. He not only threatened his son in public, but also put the blame for assassinating Lu Yunxiao on Lu Chen's head.

No matter how good-tempered Lu Zhanyuan is, he can't stand this kind of guy who bites his nose and face.

Everyone felt sorry for Chu Feng, lamenting that Chu Feng was still too young and too easily angered.

Obviously all he needs to do is admit defeat, but by resorting to such extreme measures, he might find it difficult to improve his martial arts in a few years.

What everyone doesn't know is that the price Chu Feng needs to pay to use this Fierce Yang Technique is extremely low.

It can even be said that there will be no price paid.

The fifth realm of Lie Yang Kung.

It can help warriors greatly increase their force in a short period of time, but the price is only that they cannot use force for half a month, and the impact on the warrior is minimal.

Compared with the price of burning blood essence and blood in order to increase the force, it is simply much better!

"Is this your last resort? It's within my expectation."

Lu Chen's eyes were cold, and he was not too surprised. As Chu Feng was the Son of Destiny, if he died in his own hands so easily, then it would be better to let him be the Son of Destiny.

"Young Master Lu Chen is just showing off here, and now you are at the end of your game."

Chu Feng stood up and moved his shoulders. The pain in his shoulders gradually disappeared.

"At the end of the battle? My good senior brother, my junior brother, the warm-up has just ended!"

"Junior brother? A despicable guy like you deserves to be called my brother!" Chu Feng retorted.

Lu Chen stood in the air, his eyes as black as ink, looking at Chu Feng with some indifference, and then he suddenly clenched his palm, and a huge handprint as deep as ink covered it.

Don't forget, Lu Chen has a system.

As long as Chu Feng, the son of destiny, has any emotional breakdown, it will continuously be converted into destiny points and become Lu Chen's strength.

Just now, Lu Chen had gained no less than 50,000 destiny points from Chu Feng's broken emotions.

Taking advantage of Chu Feng's daze, Lu Chen exchanged Lu Zhanyuan's martial skill "Desolate Soul-Destroying Palm" from the system.

With the blessing of the system, he can directly cultivate to Dzogchen!

Chu Feng, can you handle this palm?

Chu Feng raised his eyes and saw this terrifying palm technique, and his pupils shrank slightly. At this moment, he had no choice but to give it a try!

Shocking and strange fluctuations gathered from behind Chu Feng, and the true energy surged towards Chu Feng like a tide. Chu Feng roared, and struck out with a palm. The flame storm raged and burned, and the scorching air waves enveloped the violent true energy. It seemed as if it could burn the whole world to ashes.

"Burning Sky Palm!"

The palm technique used by Chu Feng belongs to the martial arts derived from the "Fire Yang Kung". It is naturally not as powerful as Lu Chen's Soul-Destroying Palm. However, Chu Feng's force is more powerful than Lu Chen's, and the true energy in his body is also stronger than Lu Chen's. Lu Chen is more intense.

One is the son of destiny, the other is hanging on the wall.

The two huge palm prints collided together, and violent zhenqi fluctuations shook out, lifting the bodies of Chu Feng and Lu Chen.

Huge, destructive handprints covered the ground, and the arena collapsed and sank into the ground. Cracks spread like spider webs, and the earth trembled violently at this moment.

The huge martial arts arena was silent.

Lu Chen's performance was so astonishing. It can be said without any humility that Lu Chen's talent can definitely be regarded as the most amazing one in the Dragon Kingdom in the past 500 years.

The people who witnessed this duel looked at each other, was it finally over?

But no one of the two people on the stage stood up.

Is it possible that this duel ended in a draw?

One person exclaimed: "Wait, look! Someone seems to be standing up..."