The Luo family's mid-stage expert in the Luo family also stood up suddenly, and his eyes were filled with horror when he looked at Chen Qingyang.

He could see that although Yang Zhan did not give his all, he was enough to match the full-strength attack of the warrior in the early stage of Huajin. He was actually blocked by Chen Qingyang, a warrior in the middle stage of the hidden power.

Obviously, Chen Qingyang's strength is far beyond his own realm.

This is a genius who can fight above the level!

Seeing Chen Qingyang blocking his kick, Yang Zhan's face became ferocious at this moment. He was a warrior in the middle stage of the War Spirit, and he could not defeat a young man in the middle stage of the War Spirit without even two moves in succession. If this was spread, it would probably become a great humiliation in the martial arts community.

Chen Qingyang in the distance did not show any excitement because he blocked Yang Zhan's kick, but his face became even more solemn.

He knew that the real battle had just begun.

"Boy, I admit that I underestimated you, but the game of cat playing with mice should end. Unfortunately, you don't even have the chance to beg for mercy!"

After saying that, Yang Zhan roared lowly, and his body instantly turned into a afterimage on the spot.

The next second, his body swelled in the air, and his right leg, which had enough strength, drew a majestic arc in the air, and slashed at Chen Qingyang with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Yang Zhan used almost 90% of his strength in this kick. No matter what, this time he didn't want to see Chen Qingyang standing and talking to him again.

Chen Qingyang was not willing to be outdone. His whole body strength gathered on his fists, and the fierce and domineering Overlord Fist bravely faced Yang Zhan's iron legs.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already collided with their fists and feet more than ten times. Although Chen Qingyang's body kept retreating, Yang Zhan still failed to defeat him.

However, anyone can see that Chen Qingyang was suppressed by Yang Zhan at this moment, and he might not be able to last for ten seconds.

But Yang Zhan was obviously not satisfied with this, and he wanted Chen Qingyang to fall to the ground immediately.

"roar!"

Yang Zhan roared sharply, his voice shocked the audience. His body fell from mid-air, his center of gravity pressed on his left foot, and his right foot kicked out. His sharp toes were like lightning. Everyone felt dazzled and could not see how many kicks Yang Zhan kicked out in this second.

The bloody and domineering leg technique was full of visual shock. Even the man in the middle stage of the Luo family frowned slightly when he saw this scene.

At this moment, facing Yang Zhan's strong and violent attack, Chen Qingyang activated the power in his body to the extreme, and gave up and resisted his iron legs with his overlord fist.

"Boom!"

A series of collisions were shocking, and the skin on Chen Qingyang's arms was shattered and bloody. At the same time, his body was about to be forced to the corner and he had no choice but to retreat.

But even so, Chen Qingyang was still attacking and resisting, his pale face was not at all depressed, and his fighting spirit became even more high.

“Not enough, not enough!”

Chen Qingyang waved his fists wildly. Even if his fists broke and even if they were flesh and blood, he didn't care at all. He was like a crazy beast, attacking Yang Zhan with all his strength.

Madman, this must be a madman!

Seeing this scene, this sentence appeared in almost everyone's mind.

Zhao Lanxin held the handrail tightly with both hands. When the battle reached this moment, it was probably too late for her to stop her.

“It’s time to end!”

Yang Zhan roared with a grim roar, and the heavy and powerful iron legs contained a destructive force. I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but this kick was directly at Chen Qingyang’s dantian.

"boom!"

Chen Qingyang could no longer resist such a quick and terrifying kick. His body hit the wall hard, collapsed weakly, and curled up into a ball.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lanxin finally couldn't sit still and stood up suddenly, the anger in her eyes could not be curbed.

"Come on, take him down!" Zhao Lanxin shouted sternly.

She now regrets agreeing to Chen Qingyang to fight. If Chen Qingyang has a few shortcomings, she will not have the same face to meet the ancestors of the Chen family.

In the hall, the Chen family's confidants immediately surrounded him. Even though they knew that Yang Zhan was stronger, there was still no sign of fear in their eyes.

Yang Zhan turned around slowly, looked at Zhao Lanxin with a sneer, and said, "Old woman, it was your grandson who provoked me first. Now he is defeated by me, and he is also responsible for his own fault. If you want to avenge him, you have to think about the consequences."

Yang Zhan's tone was full of threat, and he was not afraid of Zhao Lanxin's angry gaze at all.

Before coming, Yang Zhan had heard of Chen Bailang's deeds. It was rumored that he once wiped out the largest gangster organization in the south alone, including Wei Tianxiong, who was known as the godfather of the gangster in the south. With Wei Tianxiong's power at that time, even a big family like the Yang family dared not easily provoke.

But rumors are rumors after all, and they have some exaggeration. What's more, Yang Zhan himself is a powerful mid-stage warrior in Huajin. He naturally doesn't believe how capable Chen Bailang is.

Even if Chen Bailang is present today, Yang Zhan is still not afraid!

"If my grandson has a few shortcomings today, you don't want to leave the Chen family alive." Zhao Lanxin's deep and cold gaze flashed with a sharp murderous intent.

"Haha!" Yang Zhan suddenly burst into laughter, without any sarcastic sarcasm on his face, and said, "I want to leave, just because of them, I want to stop me? Old lady, you know nothing about the power of warriors!"

At this time, Yang Zhan stood proudly in the middle of the hall, looking at Zhao Lanxin as if he was a victorious person, with an extremely crazy expression.

"Go!" Zhao Lanxin immediately ordered.

Just as the people were about to take action, a hoarse but powerful voice came from the ground.

"Grandma, wait a moment!"

Everyone's eyes were looking in the direction of the source of the sound. Chen Qingyang, who originally thought he had been unconscious, slowly stood up from the ground. Although his body was in a mess, his eyes were now filled with a heart-pounding cold light.

Yang Zhan turned around and saw Chen Qingyang who could still stand up. His pupils suddenly shrank, and the shock in his heart could not be concealed.

How is this possible?

His kick obviously hit Chen Qingyang's dantian. Even if he was a martial artist, his whole body's strength would be disintegrated and he would become a useless person. Not to mention having the strength to stand up, it would be a blessing to be able to wake up in ten days and half a month.

But Chen Qingyang in front of him was able to stand up, but also exuded a powerful aura.

Could it be that his kick did not destroy Chen Qingyang's dantian?

"Are you very surprised why that kick didn't destroy my dantian?" Chen Qingyang seemed to see through Yang Zhan's dark thoughts and said in one sentence.

Yang Zhan narrowed his eyes, quickly covering up his shock, and said coldly: "Boy, you really surprised me. If you give you a few more years, even I may not be your opponent, but you don't have this opportunity."

After saying that, Yang Zhan's cold aura erupted again, and there was a bit of cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Since that's the case, I'll kill you first!" Chen Qingyang's voice was not emotional at all.

This time, he really had a murderous intent!
Chapter completed!