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Chapter 2013 I am the Grandmaster (1)

As soon as he heard the words Chen Kun, Yang Dahua and others changed their faces. This was the great elder of the Blood God Association, and the strongest existence in the entire Blood God Association except the president Youming Qingtian.

He actually came here in person?

Luo Qing is his disciple, and he is already in the innate realm. What about him?

You have already practiced to the legendary sect realm, right?

"It's just that his skills are not as good as others!" Ye Xiu's expression was very calm compared to the nervousness of Yang Dahua and others.

"Skills are not as good as people? Hahaha, it makes sense. Since that's the case, I will take you all, you have no objection, right?" The man who claimed to be Chen Kun looked at Ye Xiu and sneered.

"No objection, but the question is, can you take us?" Ye Xiu sneered.

"Boy arrogant..." Seeing Ye Xiu's ridiculous smile, Chen Kun sneered, and with one hand, a palm print condensed by the true energy instantly appeared above Ye Xiu's head, and directly slapped Ye Xiu with a palm.

Seeing the huge handprint, Yang Dahua and others all looked pale. For the warriors above the internal strength, no one had seen them except Huang Xingjia before.

But even Huang Xingkai has never seen such a terrifying attack method.

Gathering energy from the air, even the instructor in the army did not have such a way. How strong is this guy?

Looking at the palm print that was slapped at Ye Xiu like a hill, Huang Xingkai had only one thought in his mind. Can Ye Xiu stop it? Once he couldn't resist it, not only might he be photographed to pieces, but he might be photographed like himself and others beside him, right?

In the horrified eyes of several people, Ye Xiu just took a step forward, and then punched the palm print that fell on the head. The palm print that condensed with true energy shattered instantly, as if it had never appeared before.

Yang Dahua and others breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Master Hengzheng is indeed extraordinary.

Now it seems that with Ye Xiu here, even if the other party is from the Blood God Association, there is no need to worry.

"Haha, it turns out that he is really a master of horizontal training. But do you really think that if you polish your body to the level of a master of horizontal training, you will be really a master? Today, Japanese seats will let you know the strength of a real master..." Seeing Ye Xiu smashing his palm print with a punch, Chen Kun was not surprised, but instead, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The moment he finished speaking, he had already soared into the air, jumping over Ye Xiu's head like an eagle, and slapped Ye Xiu directly with a palm.

A palm print that was as solid as the essence appeared again above Ye Xiu's head. The aura of this palm print became thicker and more domineering, and even the entire palm print was filled with a bloody light.

It seems like this is a clutch extending from hell!

Huang Xingkai and others' faces had long turned pale. The breath of the palm print was tightly pressed and they couldn't breathe. This was definitely not a palm that an ordinary innate master could wave.

Thinking of Chen Kun's words, this great elder of the Blood God Society was actually a powerful sect realm.

Can Ye Xiu, a real sect powerhouse, just a master who practices horizontally, resist this palm?
Chapter completed!
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