"Stop it!" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, stretched out his hands, and the surging power in his body blew up, forming an impenetrable aperture, imprisoning the blood-colored sky dragon in mid-air. The blood-colored sky dragon just struggled a little, and then dissipated with a bang.

Seeing this, Chen Jun's face changed. At this time, Cheng Yaojin actually broke out halfway.

The aftermath of powerful power scattered everywhere, and Chen Jun was like a rooted bamboo. No matter how winded east, west, south and north, he was still as stable as Mount Tai.

The purple robe on Chen Jun swayed violently in the wind, and the expression on his face did not change at all.

In fact, Chen Jun had expected this scene a long time ago, so he didn't feel any surprise.

As the only seed of the Yang family, he doesn't believe that there will be no protection from Yang Luo by his side, but even so, he must continue the bet with Yang Luo.

"What? There is no surprise?" Yang Luo took out a blue robe from the space ring and draped it on his body, with an intriguing smile on his face.

"Accident?" Chen Jun's mouth curled up with an evil smile: "What will happen if I am surprised? I would have expected this kind of thing to happen before betting with you!"

"Oh? Then what would you agree to bet with me? Don't you know that you will have no chance of winning?" Yang Luo showed a curious look on his face. He was a little curious. What trump card does Chen Jun have? After the person he protected appeared, he was still so calm, as if he was already a dead person in his eyes.

"If I say that I can kill this person and then take your life, do you believe it?" Chen Jun did not answer Yang Luo's words, but asked back.

"Huh?" Yang Luo was stunned. He looked at Chen Jun's calm face, and he was a little confused. Is Chen Jun so confident?

You should know that your guardian has the strength of the peak of the Holy Martial Realm. Not to mention whether he can take his life, it is an unsolvable question to defeat him.

Yang Luo didn't know why Chen Jun was so sure, but he was not worried at all, because in this world, there were not many people who could take his life, at least Chen Jun is not good now.

"I really don't believe it. Why don't we add another lottery? If you can defeat him, then no matter whether you can kill me or not, the promise we just made will still work!" Yang Luo looked at Chen Jun opposite him with a relaxed look on his face, with a strange smile on his face.

"Oh? Have you increased the difficulty or reduced it?" Chen Jun said with a little bit of an eyebrow.

"Whatever you think, I've already spoken out anyway! How to choose is your business." Yang Luo shrugged indifferently.

Li Xuelian stood in the teleportation array. Because of the protection of the blue guardian barrier of the teleportation array, the battle between Chen Jun and Yang Luo would not hurt her.

"Why is Chen Jun talking to Yang Luo so sarcastically? I can hear something in my words!" Li Xuelian murmured to herself, but at this time she had a cold sweat in her palms, and she was secretly worried about Chen Jun.

A brilliant light burst out from Chen Jun's eyes. Yang Luo's guardian was very powerful. He vaguely felt that this person's cultivation had definitely reached the Holy Martial Realm. If an ordinary Divine Martial Realm practitioner was in danger of defeating him, he would definitely lose.

But, he is not an ordinary Divine Martial Arts cultivator. Although Chen Jun doesn’t know how much he can win, he hasn’t beaten yet, so how could he take the initiative to admit defeat?

After all, taking the initiative to admit defeat is not Chen Jun’s style!

"Okay, I agree! My lottery will not change!" Chen Jun nodded. No matter what the bet is, as long as you win the final victory is the most important thing.

"Uncle Yang, you heard the conversation between the two of us just now? Don't lose my face from the Yang family. Once you fail, you don't have to go back to the Yang family!" Yang Luo suddenly exuded an astonishing aura, a pressure that only those who are superiors can possess.

This pressure spread, making Yang Jiawu feel breathless, and a hint of solemnity appeared on his face.

The Yang family Wu did not look down on Yang Luo because of his strong strength. As a member of the Yang family, he knew a lot about the eldest son of the Yang family. He knew that Yang Luo was definitely an existence that could not be provoked. Moreover, he was ordered to protect Yang Luo's safety this time, but he was personally received by the family. So no matter what, he must win this battle!

"Yes, young master, I know what to do!" Yang Jiawu nodded solemnly at Yang Luo, then stood up and looked at Chen Jun opposite him. The momentum of the peak powerhouse of the Holy Martial Realm was instantly pressing towards Chen Jun.

"Hmph, even if the master of the Heavenly Artifact Sect with the Mahayana stage cultivation level is overwhelmed, you are a little master of the Holy Martial Arts, why are you afraid of?" Chen Jun snorted coldly in his heart, and there was still a look of indifference on his face.

"Well? A little brat, I'm so brave. He dares to bear my momentum head-on, not knowing how to live or die!" Yang Jiawu was slightly angry when he saw Chen Jun motionless. Chen Jun looked down on him too much. How could he say that he was also a powerful Holy Martial Realm powerhouse?

Yang Jiawu seemed to be stimulated, and no longer had any reservations. All the momentum on his body burst out and pressed against Chen Jun.

Even Yang Luo, who was beside Yang Jiawu, couldn't bear it and had to take a few steps back.

On the other hand, Chen Jun was still standing there, with his hands behind his back, his face calmly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was watching a joke, looking at Yang Jiawu opposite him.

The smile on Chen Jun's face made Yang Jiawu furious. This was simply not taking him seriously. As a strong man in the Holy Martial Realm, he had his own dignity and could never tolerate such insults from others.

"Boy, die for me!" Yang Jiawu roared angrily and stomped his right foot. The powerful force made his whole body shoot at Chen Jun like a cannonball, and punched out, and the power in his body was poured out as if he was not worth it.

Chen Jun's face changed slightly, and a huge sense of oppression came, which made him feel throbbing. He seemed to smell a trace of death.

Although Chen Jun was not afraid of the momentum of Yang Jiawu's powerful man in the Holy Martial Realm, it did not mean that he was not afraid of the power in Yang Jiawu's body.

Because Yang's martial arts are not good, he is still a powerful person with the cultivation level of the Holy Martial Realm.

Chen Jun's face curled, his toes lightly, and his body disappeared from the spot instantly.

Yang Jiawu rushed to the sky, his face slightly unfair, then turned around and kicked it again, and the powerful force swept up a gust of wind.

"Go back!" Chen Jun's figure appeared on Yang Jiawu's right and punched him. The powerful killing power in his body wrapped around his fist and collided with Yang Jiawu's right leg.

bump.

A muffled groan sounded, and Chen Jun's body was thrown out by a huge force, hitting hard on the wall, causing the entire palace to tremble slightly.

"Chen Jun!" Li Xuelian, who was in the teleportation array, exclaimed when she saw this, but she was not impulsive enough to run towards Chen Jun desperately.

Li Xuelian suppressed the impulse in her heart and looked at Chen Jun not far away with a worried look, because he knew that even if he went out now, he would not only not be able to help Chen Jun, but would also drag down Chen Jun.

"Cough cough!" Chen Jun slowly stood up in a flying dust, coughed slightly, and a hint of solemnity appeared on his face.

The power of the powerful man in the Holy Martial Realm should not be underestimated. Just one move to the point that put him at a disadvantage.

"It's true that I am a powerful person with the cultivation level of the Holy Martial Realm. You made me feel a little excited!" For some reason, Chen Jun found that the blood in his body began to boil, and a feeling of excitement rose from his heart.

"Hmph, you're not bad either. With one-quarter of my strength, you're not doing anything!" Yang Jiawu's face looked a little unhappy. On the surface, he seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact he didn't. He also suffered a little loss. At this moment, his right foot was trembling slightly, and the pain from the distance numbed his right foot, and he had only recovered a little consciousness until now.

"What exactly is this person's body made of? It's harder than steel!" Yang Jiawu was a little puzzled. His right foot just now kicked Chen Jun's fist, as if he was kicking an iron plate, making his feet hurt extremely.

"It seems that the masters in the Holy Martial Realm are just like this. It's time for me to take action this time!" Chen Jun smiled and said something that made Yang Luo and Yang Jiawu feel incredible.

Is this kid's head kicked out? He threatened to take the initiative to attack a master of the Holy Martial Arts? Don't he know the difference between the two?

Is this Chen Jun extremely confident in his strength? Or is it a retaliatory counterattack before his death?

"Be careful, senior!" Chen Jun chuckled, and suddenly a surging wild domineering aura burst out from his body. The purple flame lotus in the dantian in his body was dripping, emitting golden and red light. A stream of surging power surged out and instantly flowed through the entire tendons.

"Huh?" Yang Jiawu felt that Chen Jun's aura was one point better than before, and he felt a little alert.

In Chen Jun, he felt a taste like Yang Luo, that is confidence, extreme confidence in his own strength. No matter what kind of difficulties he faces or what kind of enemies he faces, their confidence will never decrease.

"Shura with left hand, Dou King with right hand!"
Chapter completed!