Chapter 111 (1/2)

”Bang!”

With a loud noise, Chen Yu stands still. However, the Xuanwu peak disciple who gives him a hand is like a fallen leaf blown by the strong wind. He rises in the air and flies upside down. He spits out a big mouthful of blood in the air. Finally, he falls to the ground like a dead dog and faints.

”Eh, I'm so weak. I've never been able to exert my strength. I've fainted. With such strength, I dare to be disgraced. Is Xuanwu peak deserted?”

Chen Lei looks at Zheng Hong and others and says deliberately.

Zheng Hong's face suddenly changed: ”Chen Lei, you are bold.”

Chen Yu's face sank and he said in a cold voice: ”bold, not bad. I'm really brave, but no matter how big I am, I'm not as brave as you Zheng Hong. I dare to offend the people of Chenjiazhuang. Just now I heard that you have discounted the legs of my two brothers, Chen Haotian and Chen Ming. Is this true?”

Zheng Hong generously admitted: ”yes, those two guys are my childe's automatic hands. They not only broke their dog legs, but also broke seven or eight ribs. Why, do you want to avenge them?”

Chen Lei said: ”yes, I just want to revenge them.”

Zheng Hong laughed: ”Chen Lei, today I'll give you this opportunity. I'd like to see what's the difference between you and those two wastes. Today, we're here to climb mountains and play in the gym. Don't say that we bully you more. Today, I'm going to step down your xuanlei peak alone.”

Chen Yu looks at Zheng Hong, who is arrogant and arrogant. He doesn't know where he has such a big confidence. He says, ”Zheng Hong, good. Since you're here for climbing and kicking, I'll take it. Come on.”

Zheng Hongjian agrees with Chen Yu. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes and said, ”then take the move.”

After that, Zheng Hong radiates a strong vitality. Suddenly, a sharp sword with light yellow light appears in his hand. One sword stabs Chen Yu.

Chen Yu sneers and looks at Zheng Hong. Facing the sword Zheng Hong stabbed, he doesn't give in at all. He claps it with his palm.

”Bang!”

Chen Yu slaps his hand on the light yellow light of the handle, which is obviously a third-class treasure with high quality.

There is only a terrible force coming out of Chen Yu's palm. There are spider web like cracks on the third level middle grade sword made of Xuan jade. Then, like a fragile porcelain, pieces of it crumble.

These broken sword fragments, carrying great power, all hit Zheng Hong. Zheng Hong was knocked upside down by these precious soldiers, and instantly his whole body was bloodstained.

These pieces of treasure soldiers are extremely sharp. Fortunately, Zheng Hong wore a third-order soft armor to cover up the vital parts of his body, so as to avoid the death of his intestines and stomach rot.

However, his arms, thighs and other places were not covered by treasure armour, which were directly penetrated by the pieces of treasure soldiers, leaving several blood holes in his arms and thighs that were transparent before and after.

”How could that be possible?”

Chen Yu defeats Zheng Hong with one move. Even one of Zheng Hong's most proud treasure soldiers, the golden cloud sword, is smashed by Chen Yu with one hand. He is stunned by the Xuanwu peak disciples who come to challenge.

Among these disciples, Zheng Hong has the strongest strength, but Zheng Hong is not the enemy of Chen Yu's move. How can they be Chen Yu's opponent.