ancient god emperor

Chapter 77 You Hid Your Cultivation!

Chu Yun's expression remained unchanged. Since he decided to make a show, he naturally wouldn't hide his head and show his tail.

"Buzz!"

His blood trembled, like thunder exploding on the ground, and the power of blood energy burst out suddenly.

"Huh?" Wang Peiran's expression changed. He didn't expect Chu Yun's blood to be so powerful. Could it be that there is a real dragon's heir dormant in the body of the person in front of him? !

Before he had time to think about it, Wang Peiran had already punched out his fist. His whole body was condensed on one punch, and he exerted his energy to the extreme. He was confident that one punch could seriously injure Chu Yun!
"Ah!"

Chu Yun's eyes flickered, and he sneered. The strength of this punch, I am afraid that ordinary martial artists with two levels of divine veins would be half useless. The attack is so ruthless, which shows that Wang Peiran is extremely narrow-minded.

"brush!"

At this time, Chu Yun suddenly punched, which was the true meaning of Tianfeng Fist. Although the form was gone, the true meaning of Tianfeng Fist was melted into this simple and unpretentious punch by Chu Yun.

Seeing that Chu Yun's punch was quite tit-for-tat, Wang Peiran sneered, and he approached very quickly, and his fist had already landed on Chu Yun's fist.

"I have lost an arm, and I will recognize your status in the future. You are just a member of a small wild tribe with low status and low blood!" Wang Peiran sneered in his heart and said to himself.

Lightning and flint, fists and fists faced each other, and during the collision, there was even a sound of metal colliding, like the wailing of divine gold.

"Crack!"

A dull voice sounded, followed by a miserable howl. Wang Peiran's face was filled with incredulity. He looked at Chu Yun as if he saw a ghost.

"How is it possible?" Wang Peiran looked stunned, his eyes were full of bewilderment, but the pain from his arm told him that his arm was broken.

Wang Peiran's face was cold, he backed away quickly, and roared: "You damned humble man from a small tribe in the wild, how dare you hurt me?!"

"Hmph, Patriarch Wang, you are not very polite as a junior, let me help you enforce the clan rules today!" Chu Yun said coldly, and then took a step, Dahuang Palm suddenly slapped out!
"Crack, snap, snap!"

Chu Yun threw out three palms in a row, and said in a cold voice: "So what if I was born in a wild and small tribe? Today I will teach you a lesson for the Wang family. Back then, the Wang family also rose and declined, and grew up as a small tribe to this day. As a descendant of the Wang family, you Don't forget your roots."

Chu Yun's words were high-spirited, harsh, and righteous. Even if Wang Peiran was taught a lesson, Wang Long and others would not dare to say more.

"Snapped!"

Chu Yun slapped again, but Wang Peiran couldn't dodge it, and a slap print appeared on his face again. He was extremely annoyed. Although he suppressed his cultivation to the level of the second level of divine veins, how could he be so unbearable? !

"You hid your cultivation, you damn lowly people, you actually lied to me!" Wang Peiran looked cold, he didn't suppress his cultivation, but erupted completely.

"The power of the third heaven of divine veins, this is me!" Wang Peiran sneered, rubbing his fists, as if he felt the pleasure of power that he had not seen for a long time. His face and eyes became colder.

"This time, I'm going to break your leg!" Wang Peiran grinned, showing a ruthless expression, he was really angry.

Chu Yun's expression became more and more strange. He glanced at Wang Peiran, could he be stupid? !With one step, he jumped up like a god ape, and then stepped down with one foot!
"Heh! I won't suppress my cultivation anymore. You think you can..." Wang Peiran's expression turned pale before he could finish his sentence. His Chu Yun's kick seemed to be a heavy weight. My body feels like it's about to shatter!
"boom!"

Wang Peiran couldn't bear it any longer, and was crushed by Chu Yun's kick. He half-kneeled on the ground, and spider-like cracks appeared on the stone slabs on the ground. One can imagine the strength of Chu Yun's kick!

Another handsome man next to Wang Qingcheng looked cold, and he shouted: "It's such a heavy hand. Although Peiran touched the family rules, it doesn't have to be so heavy?"

The handsome man snorted coldly, and the cultivation base of the fifth heaven of divine veins exploded. Although there was a trace of weakness, not as heavy as the fifth heaven of divine veins, it was enough to make people feel scary.

"brush!"

The handsome man made a move with a cold look on his face. He didn't suppress his cultivation, but he made a move with all his strength. He wanted to break Chu Yun's bones.

"***, Big Brother Chu Yun is a guest of my Wang family, step back, don't be rude!" Wang Qingcheng frowned, and a slight anger appeared on her pretty face.

*** turned a deaf ear to it, and grabbed it with his big hand without mercy, the cultivation base of the fifth heaven of divine veins roared!

Chu Yun's eyes flashed, and his body felt tight, but he didn't step back, but stepped forward, dancing his fists, and he felt an aura of being who I am!
"boom!"

The two collided together, and Chu Yun didn't back down at all. As he thought, since he wanted to make a show, he should make a show of it completely, and use his strength to prove that he, Chu Yun, can bear a favor from the Wang family!
"Prajna Fist!" Mao Zedong's hair danced lightly, his eyes were like lightning, and he was blessed with the cultivation of the fifth level of the divine veins. At this time, he had a different kind of aura.

Chu Yun remained expressionless, he grasped the true meaning of Tianfeng Fist, and then blasted it out with an extremely ordinary and simple punch.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The two fought one after another, and Wang Ruofei became more and more horrified during the battle, his fists felt stinging pains, he is at the fifth level of divine veins!

Chu Yun's eyes flashed, and he punched down suddenly, a faint glow spread out, and a hazy creature emerged and roared towards him.

Wang Ruofei's scalp was numb, even though he was at the fifth level of the divine veins, he still felt a slight crisis. Could it be that Chu Yun didn't attack with all his strength before?

It doesn't matter if you don't want to, but when you think about it, you jump, how terrifying is the fighting power of the young man in front of you? !
Wang Qingcheng, who was watching from the side, was also a little stunned. Although it is said that she relied on the heaven, material and earth treasures to reach the fifth level of the divine veins, and her foundation was not stable, she was still at the fifth level of the divine veins after all.

Wang Qingcheng shook her head. As soon as she saw Chu Yun, she remembered the unbearable scene that day. She looked at Chu Yun who was like a god of war, and her pretty face turned slightly red.

"Okay, Ruofei, step back!" Wang Long shouted, and the vitality of heaven and earth circulated suddenly with this shout, separating Chu Yun and Wang Ruofei.

Chu Yun withdrew his whole body's cultivation and looked at Wang Ruofei coldly. He knew that if Wang Long hadn't shot just now, he would have had a chance to force Wang Ruofei back, and even...injure him!
Looking at the two people who were at war, Wang Long smiled and said: "Warriors will inevitably be injured when fighting each other. Ruofei, you are still too impulsive. Besides, Peiran was only slightly injured. People from my Wang family are not so precious!"

Chu Yun's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on his mouth. He knew that Wang Long already knew it, and the favor of the Wang family...he had already obtained it.

"Today we practiced it for Brother Chu Yun, so we can't be so rude." Wang Qingcheng's glamorous face showed anger.

Chu Yun smiled, looked at Wang Qingcheng, and said: "It's not enough to practice, it's just going back to the Manwen Pavilion."

"Okay, little friend, let's have a drink today, and my Wang family welcomes you anytime." Wang Long laughed. He saw that Chu Yun was more pleasing to his eyes, and his alchemy talent was amazing, and his combat power was equally terrifying.

Such a potential genius, if he rises up in the future, he will definitely be able to dominate one side and make friends early, and he will definitely not suffer. As the head of the royal family, he naturally understands the pros and cons of it.

In his view, although the Wang family owes Chu Yun a favor now, they will definitely reciprocate in the future.

(End of this chapter)