Lao Chen leaped more than ten meters away, leaving a trail of afterimage. His speed was so fast that many people didn't react in time.
The skinny middle-aged man was undoubtedly an incredible master. Before other people's eyes could follow Lao Chen's figure, he had already made his move.
A red cloud swept across his hand and slashed towards Lao Chen's neck. The spot was like a red sun rising and then exploding, trying to drown the opponent.
Old Chen didn't stop at all and struck towards Chixia with one palm. There was a loud bang, which was the sound of wind and thunder. It seemed that thunder exploded on the spot, deafening, and sand and rocks flew everywhere.
Many people's hearts beat violently. If this continues, will Lao Chen be able to produce real lightning? If the old technique reaches that level, there must be some kind of explanation in ancient times.
With a dull sound, as if a demon was struck by thunder, the red clouds at the scene shattered and turned into deep red blood light that spread everywhere and exploded directly.
Chi chi chi!
Large flakes of red light rain fell, some of which sank into the permafrost, while many of them hit the brown rocks unique to the Pamir Plateau. With crackling sounds, the hard rocks either shattered or were pierced by the red light, leaving them riddled with holes.
Everyone's faces changed. If those splashing drops of light rain had such power, how strong could that red light be?
No wonder this person was so conceited earlier and ignored other masters of the old art except Lao Chen. His current behavior is indeed frightening.
All I can say is that Lao Chen is too strong. With one palm, he dispersed the dazzling red cloud. Then his body moved as fast as lightning, and in an instant he appeared in front of us and slapped forward.
The skinny middle-aged man's pupils contracted and his hair stood on end. He would not forget that a moment ago, Old Chen had slapped a three-meter-tall genetic super body known for its strong physique and sent it flying more than ten meters away, causing it to explode in mid-air. It was truly horrifying.
If he was hit, he would probably be turned into bloody bones. At the critical moment, he took a deep breath, and all the pores on his body dilated. A secret force flowed, and he used his trump card against Lao Chen. The blood in his body was boiling!
Old Chen felt something. The blood and essence in his body began to rise and fall, and were being guided by a special secret force, as if they were about to leave his body.
He understood why the old man who followed the old technique suddenly withered and became motionless. He was stripped of his blood and essence in an instant, and his flesh and blood lost their vitality and he died.
However, Lao Chen is not an ordinary person. His five internal organs vibrated with a bang, and his own blood and energy not only did not leak out, but instead rushed like a long river, his vitality was extremely vigorous, and his blood was glowing.
This was a real sound of thunder, no longer an illusion. A faint white light burst out from Lao Chen's internal organs and hit the skinny man directly.
The skinny middle-aged man used his trump card, but it attracted a hazy white lightning. His body shook violently, and then with a bang, he was torn into pieces on the spot.
Many people screamed in surprise. Has the old technique been practiced to this level and reached the level of transcendence?
I don’t know how many years have passed since the end of the old era, and there has been no such master. Today, Lao Chen actually used the five internal organs lightning to instantly kill a super master in the new art field.
Everyone knew that the skinny middle-aged man was extremely powerful and few people could match him, but he was defeated instantly in front of Chen Yongjie.
Only Lao Chen was left there. In a flash, the super master in the new art field was killed. Almost as soon as he came into contact, he was killed by Lao Chen's palm and a faint lightning in his chest!
There was an uproar all around, even the opponents couldn't help but marvel and be shocked, this master of the old arts wearing a cold silver mask was too terrifying.
He could soar into the sky and cut off a new and powerful mecha with one sword, and after landing, he could easily defeat a powerful opponent in the new field.
Those who practiced the old arts were deeply touched. No one knew better than them how difficult it was to really reach that step. There had not been such people for a long time, and they had long become legends.
They asked themselves, if they were allowed to go up, the result would be cruel, as they would be no match for the skinny middle-aged man who practiced new techniques.
Lao Chen's current performance is somewhat superb, making all his opponents shudder. The old technique masters in this state are truly terrifying.
Wang Xuan was also stunned by Lao Chen. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, opened his mouth and said to himself: "I will be nicer to Lao Chen in the future."
Now he knew exactly what kind of dangerous person he was facing. Old Chen had been nice to him in the past and had not forced him to take away his Immortal Transformation Technique. If he really turned against him, he would probably be killed with a single slap!
Wu Yin was right beside him and heard it vaguely. She didn't understand what was going on and was quite surprised.
Qingmu was so excited and excited that his body was shaking. He sighed, "Fifteen years ago, my master rarely attacked. Ten years ago, he was completely silent and never attacked again. I thought something had happened, but it turns out that he had entered the Grandmaster realm a long time ago!"
Nearby, a group of people who followed the old techniques were shocked. Old Chen had indeed taken that step, at the latest ten years ago, and at the earliest it might have been fifteen years ago!
"No wonder the four elders of the old art were so relieved when they saw Old Chen before they died. They had no regrets and closed their eyes with a smile. So that's how it is!" Someone sighed and discovered some clues from the past.
Not far away, a figure slowly walked over. He was about 190 cm tall, thin, and had a bald head, like an ascetic monk.
What is most surprising is that his skin color is very special, pale and bloodless, completely different from that of normal people.
As he walked, his body surface changed, becoming as lustrous as white jade, until finally his body gradually expanded with white light, enveloping himself.
Moreover, when he spread out his wide sleeves, six arms were revealed, which was somewhat similar to the image of the legendary creature with three heads and six arms.
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