Chapter 234 When the day of the battle comes, white clothes are like immortals

Today, Chen Qingyuan is wearing a white dress, which is spotless.

The long dark hair was tightened with a thick cloth, and a few strands of hair had their own thoughts, broke free from the constraints of the cloth and danced with the wind. The thick black hair makes its neck more snow-white and flawless.

The belt hangs on the left side and dances with the wind freely.

The face is handsome, the facial features are clear, the eyebrows are thick and the eyes are big, and the bridge of the nose is slightly straight.

One hand carried his back, and the other hand gently fell to his side, moving forward slowly, like a fairy.

"He's coming."

Everyone's eyes fell on Chen Qingyuan and found that today's Chen Qingyuan was particularly handsome, as if he came out of the painting, and it was difficult to be picky.

"Is this really Chen Qingyuan?"

Everyone recalls Chen Qingyuan's previous behavior, which is completely different from this moment.

"This guy is serious, and his handsomeness is about to catch up with me."

Changsun Fengye rarely saw Chen Qingyuan's serious appearance. He was dressed in white and was more like a fairy.

After hearing this sentence, Daochen Buddha, who had always been calm, couldn't help looking sideways at Changsun Fengye, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

As the saying goes, those who are close to the red are red, and those who are close to the ink are black.

Changsun Fengye and Chen Qingyuan have been together for a long time, and they are not the same in narcissism.

"Is he Chen Qingyuan?"

It is difficult for the women of Lihua Palace to combine the former Chen Qingyuan with the present. They are simply two people. Many women's eyes are shining and their hearts are moving.

There are many young handsome people who sell well, but the innate noble temperament can't be faked.

Today's Chen Qingyuan, like a lonely pine on the top of the mountain, is cold and lonely and unreachable.

"It's serious."

Some young men whispered, thinking that Chen Qingyuan was too pretentious.

Usually, Chen Qingyuan can live a careless life and run around for money. This time it is about our own dignity. If we touch the bottom line, we must go all out and take it seriously.

"Chen Daoyou, do you want to open the market?"

The former gambler said loudly.

They trust Chen Qingyuan's gambling goods very much and will not operate secretly.

In this regard, Chen Qingyuan didn't seem to hear it. He looked straight at Fu Dongliu, who was in the void in front of him, step by step, leaving several shadows behind him, as elegant as the wind.

It's so cold!

You were not like this back then. You have changed.

The gamblers were stunned, and there was a feeling of being abandoned in their hearts.

In the void in the distance, Fu Dongliu noticed a powerful breath coming to his face. He knew that his opponent had appeared.

Fu Dongliu slowly opened his eyes, and his whole body exuded an extreme chill, freezing for ten miles, and the cold wind was strong.

Chen Qingyuan stopped moving forward and looked at Fu Dongliu a hundred miles away.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the atmosphere is depressing.

Tianjiao from all walks of life is located in all corners of the ancient star of Yanchang, looking up and holding his breath. In order to witness this battle, many people began to wait a few years ago for fear of missing it due to some factors.

"Once I take action, I won't show mercy."

Fu Dongliu put his hands on his back and hunted in black.

"So do I."

Chen Qingyuan is dressed in white and as holy as snow.

The two are black and white, like the power of yin and yang, which cannot be integrated, as if they are destined to have this battle, which is inevitable.

"Do you need me to suppress Xiu to fight with you?"

Fu Dongliu put forward this suggestion.

If it was the past, Chen Qingyuan would definitely accept it happily.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan chose to shake his head: "No need."

This battle is not a competition in the same realm, but a competition of one's own strength.

The cultivation of hard work is also a part of strength. The battle in the same realm is only at a specific time.

Is it possible to offend an old guy in the future and still suppress his cultivation and compete with himself?

The strong of the older generation will not slap you to death, even if you are lucky.

"Undrew the sword!"

Hearing Chen Qingyuan's answer, Fu Dongliu not only did not relax his vigilance, but also became more afraid.

Chen Qingyuan shook his head and said no words.

Seeing this, Fu Dongliu thought that Chen Qingyuan was so arrogant that he didn't even use his sword, and he was a little angry.

"If you don't draw your sword at this time, you won't have a chance later."

Fu Dongliu has been gaining momentum for a long time. If he takes action, it must be a thunderbolt, and few demons present can stop it.

Originally, Fu Dongliu also wanted Chen Qingyuan to pull out the sword, condense the boundary of kendo, and give a certain reaction time. However, Chen Qingyuan did not come out with a sword, his hands were empty, and he kept a light appearance.

If you lose, you will lose to your own arrogance.

As an opponent, it's not bad for Fu Dongliu to remind him.

"Chen Qingyuan is really looking for death. He dares to fight against the boss."

"The boss came here a year ago, and he was restrained. If the war breaks out, the situation is like a broken bamboo. Who can stop it?

"Maybe he did it on purpose. At that time, there will be a set of excuses for defeat. It is not a huge gap in strength."

Everyone in Xijiang felt that Chen Qingyuan was too arrogant. At this time, he did not swore a sword. What's the difference between admitting defeat?

"What is he doing?"

Not only the heavenly prides in the western Xinjiang did not understand, but also the monks in the rest of the world were in a loss.

"Do you have a backhand, or do you choose to lose in this way knowing that you are invincible?"

The Queen of Lihua, Shutong Liu frowned and whispered in her heart.

Ask yourself, if she fights head-on with Fu Dongliu, she dares not behave like this. She needs to be prepared for everything and dare not be careless at all.

While everyone was talking, Fu Dongliu decided to take action.

The two looked at each other for a moment. Chen Qingyuan never intended to use a sword. Fu Dongliu did not want to wait and planned to preempt others and suppress him with a thunderous momentum.

Maybe I saw the wrong opponent!

Fu Dongliu thought so, his right hand was slowly raised, and a black abyss was formed behind him, like a chaotic beast opening its mouth, which could devour the whole Yanchang ancient star, which was so powerful that everyone sweated coldly and trembled.

Boom!

The universe in the palm of the hand contains all the laws.

With a clap, the chains of countless laws in the body were broken, and the power that had accumulated for a long time rolled in like a flood.

At this moment, the sky was torn out a huge opening, and endless pressure came out of the crack, instantly submerging the space where Chen Qingyuan was.

The proud people far below felt that their bodies were heavy, the pressure was great, and their souls trembled just by looking at them from a distance.

"If I can't even catch my palm, An dares to say that he will be the pride of the world again."

Fu Dongliu shouted loudly, as if he was satirizing Chen Qingyuan, and as if he was inspiring Chen Qingyuan to take all his strength. Don't lose like this.

Chen Qingyuan has been shrouded in strong power, and the palm of Fu Dongliu's full power is about to fall on him.

I don't know whether he was stunned for a moment or on purpose. When Chen Qingyuan waited to the extreme, his eyes finally changed, as fierce as a knife.

The momentum on the body was like a bamboo tube full of water bursting and splashing in all directions.

"Come on!"

Chen Qingyuan grabbed his right hand to his side and opened his mouth and shouted in a low voice.