Chapter 241 The Heroes Shock, A Legend

Chen Qingyuan and Fu Dongliu looked at each other for a long time, slowly opened his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Maybe!"

Hearing this, Fu Dongliu's eyes changed slightly and stopped talking.

A few people think that Chen Qingyuan is pretending, but he dares not show it. Because Chen Qingyuan has proved himself with his strength and is qualified to pretend.

Fu Dongliu, who had a war with Chen Qingyuan, vaguely understood the meaning of Chen Qingyuan's words, and was likely to have some reservations.

In other words, even if Fu Dongliu was defeated, he did not force Chen Qingyuan's full strength.

"For a long time, I have not said that my peers are invincible, and I can also be said to be invincible." Fu Dongliu meditated for a long time, his eyes were particularly complicated, his body was ricket, and his face was full of vicissitudes, like an old man in the twilight: "When I met you, I knew how ridiculous I was before."

"Don't say that, boss."

Even if Fu Dongliu was defeated, the heroes of the western Xinjiang still respected Fu Dongliu very much, with a sad face and worried.

"If you lose, you lose. You don't have to make excuses for yourself."

Fu Dongliu shook his head and laughed at himself.

People in the western Xinjiang looked at Fu Dongliu, who was seriously injured, lowered their eyebrows and said nothing, and there was no god in their eyes. This appearance is like the sudden collapse of faith in my heart, and my mind is blank and at a loss.

"Let's go!"

Fu Dongliu said in a low voice.

Everyone came to their senses and carefully helped Fu Dongliu leave here and go to a safe place to heal.

This war damaged the foundation of Fu Dongliu and may take a long time to repair. That is to say, for the remaining period of the Baimai feast, Fu Dongliu could only retreat and recuperate, and missed many opportunities.

The result of this war has had a great impact on western Xinjiang.

From now on, the pride of the 18 veins of the western Xinjiang is not as arrogant as before, and the military spirit is unstable.

After Fu Dongliu and others left, only Chen Qingyuan stood alone in the starry sky.

Surrounded by broken space, countless pieces of gravel floated according to a strange trajectory. Thousands of black holes were absorbing the aftergering power in the battlefield, setting off waves of crazy storms, and messing up Chen Qingyuan's blood-stained clothes and dark hair.

There are tens of thousands of people from all walks of life in Yanchang, all of whom are staring at Chen Qingyuan, with a dull expression, and their eyes full of surprise and a trace of fear.

Until this moment, the people really accepted the result of the battle.

"Gulu--"

Someone kept swallowing saliva, trying to suppress the shock in the depths of his heart.

"Chen Qingyuan, unexpectedly... Unexpectedly, it won."

Someone's eyes were widened and whispered. The process of the battle was vivid and unbelievable.

"Fu Dongliu lost to him. How is that possible?"

Some of the demons in Dizhou trembled with strange expressions, with panic, horror, self-doubt, fear, unwillingness to believe and other emotions, like a hodgepodge, extremely complicated.

The reason why these demons reacted more than the ordinary Tianjiao is that they had been defeated by Fu Dongliu and knew how terrible Fu Dongliu's strength was.

Now, Fu Dongliu lost to Chen Qingyuan, who was only in the late stage of Yuanying, which means that Chen Qingyuan can also crush many demons present.

You should know that anyone who can participate in the feast of hundreds of veins is not the proud of a thousand. He has a very high reputation in his own territory. The elders spoiled him, and the descendants admire him.

Especially the saints of various sects in Dizhou, but they can only sit in this position after many screening. They are so talented that there is no need to say much.

However, they found that there was a person's talent and strength far above him. What's more outrageous is that this person's cultivation is far worse than his own, and his inner frustration is indescribable.

"Northern wilderness, is it possible to get out of a top existence?"

The proud figures from the southern region, Dizhou, northern wilderness and western Xinjiang have engraved Chen Qingyuan's figure in the depths of their minds, and today's battle will never be forgotten.

With the first person in the western Xinjiang as a stepping stone, the sons and daughters of the 36 sects of Dizhou could not do it, and Wang Shutong of the Lihua Palace in the southern region was not very sure.

It is no exaggeration to say that Fu Dongliu is the top of his peers.

The world is so big that there are many outstanding people. Maybe in some corners, there are still evil people who are not weaker than Fu Dongliu.

"After this war, his name will resound throughout the five states and become a legend."

It's not that Fu Dongliu is too weak, but that Chen Qingyuan is too perverted.

"Without that silver gun, Chen Qingyuan may not be better than Fu Dongliu."

With the blessing of the silver gun, Chen Qingyuan did not reveal all the cards. If you don't practice to a certain level, it's not a good thing that you will only put yourself in endless trouble.

It is also his ability to get this extraordinary silver gun. Since ancient times, the divine soldiers have chosen the master. If they waste themselves like wood, there will be no spiritual treasure soldiers willing to accompany them.

Listening to some remarks with the help of weapons, Wang Shutong glanced at the audience. Although his voice was not loud, it was chilly, which made the monks who were unwilling to admit that Chen Qingyuan was too powerful.

"In my memory, no one of my peers can compare with it."

A demon in Dizhou rolled his throat and said sincerely.

Chen Qingyuan refined some spiritual stones, acted freely, and returned to the ancient star of Yanchang.

Falling in this void, a pair of awe-inspiring eyes followed.

Chen Qingyuan didn't care about this. He went straight to the side of the Taochen Buddha and whispered, "I need to rest for a period of time and bother the Buddha to protect me."

"Uh-huh." Daochen Buddha nodded gently, and the simple cassore could not hide his supreme Buddha light at all.

Then, Chen Qingyuan sat on the ground, put a heavy ban around him, and began to heal his wounds.

With the Taoist Buddha, no one dares to take the opportunity to deal with Chen Qingyuan.

More than a dozen heavenly heroes in the western Xinjiang just wanted to run to the starry sky and were slapped down by the Buddha. With this move alone, you can see how powerful the Buddha is.

"There are not many people like him in the world."

Most of the women in the world admire the strong, especially those with elegant demeanor. Many beautiful women in long skirts looked at the direction of Chen Qingyuan, their cheeks were slightly red, their eyes were starry, and their red lips were like fire.

"If you can be a Taoist couple with Chen Qingyuan, it must be an excellent choice."

It's not the average woman who thinks so, and even some saints have such an idea.

Of course, Taoist couples are not small. In addition to strength and handsomeness, character is also the most critical factor.

"Let's see if we can have more contact with him in the future to understand his real person."

Some saints in Dizhou thought so and quickly withdrew their eyes, for fear of being discovered and making fun of others.

The battle came to an end, and the news spread to all corners of the ancient world.

The name of Chen Qingyuan in the Northern Wilderness caused a sensation among all his peers in a very short time, setting off a big wave. The discussion is all related to Chen Qingyuan, which is extremely lively.