Su Zhenwei walked to the center of the hall, looked at Han Yang and others, and said lightly: "Come on one by one, let go of your hands and feet, and don't have to keep your hands and actions at me! As long as you can make me nod, you will pass this second level!"

After hearing this, everyone on Han Yang looked at each other a few times, and a few nervous expressions flashed in their eyes. Su Zhenwei, that is a long-standing figure. The eighth level of the Golden Pill is perfect. Once the cultivation level reaches the seventh level of the Golden Pill, it will be extremely difficult to make progress. Even if it is a small realm, it is still a first level. Take Yang Zhentian as an example. Although he has just reached the seventh level of the Golden Pill, he may not be able to handle three moves in front of Su Zhenwei.

Of course, the reason for this is that it is the soul power. If you want to improve your cultivation after the seventh level of the Golden Pill, you must improve your soul power. However, it is extremely difficult to improve your soul power. Isn’t it so easy? This is the reason why your cultivation after the seventh level of the Golden Pill, your cultivation is slow.

"Okay, let's start with the highest cultivation level among you!" After Su Zhenwei finished speaking, he looked directly at Yang Zhentian and said lightly.

Yang Zhentian's face changed suddenly, and everyone's expressions also changed, and they all looked at him.

Yang Zhentian's face immediately became dark, and he walked up slowly, clasped his fists at Su Zhenwei and said coldly: "In this way, that junior will offend him!"

"If you can take my three moves, I will pass!" Su Zhenwei had a faint smile on his lips and looked at him. After the words came, he suddenly patted it gently.

This palm was gentle and slow, as if invisible and silent, but Yang Zhentian's face changed drastically. He felt that a terrifying power suddenly came around him, completely suppressing him in place, and he could not move at all.

He hurriedly activated his cultivation and tried to resist, but at this time, Su Zhenwei's palm had already landed on his chest. He flew backwards, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood was spitting out.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned for a moment. With one move, Yang Zhentian, who was at the seventh level of the Golden Pill, was defeated in one move.

This, this is too terrible!

Everyone's eyes were wide open, and even Han Yang himself was filled with shock. Just now, when Su Zhenwei took action, others might not see clearly, but he could see clearly that the terrifying suppression power was formed by Su Zhenwei using his soul power to control the energy in his body. In other words, although his soul power is weaker than himself, his control of soul power has reached the peak, and he is simply ashamed of himself.

You should know that you have to use your soul power to release all the energy in your body, and make the other party unaware of it. He asked himself that he could not do this at all.

He looked at Su Zhenwei with shock and admiration, and a strong look of fear flashed in his eyes. He was worthy of being the ancestor of the Su family, but it was just terrifying.

Yang Zhentian struggled to stand up from the ground with an ugly face, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with a strong look of surprise. The injuries he suffered were not serious, but he did not expect that his seventh level of Jindan cultivation would not even catch Su Zhenwei's palm.

Su Zhenwei looked at him, smiled faintly, and said, "You didn't pass, next one!"

After hearing this, Yang Zhentian's expression suddenly became cold. He instantly realized that Su Zhenwei was most likely intentional, and his purpose was not to let Su Yihan marry him, so as not to become a vassal of their Yang family.

Thinking of this, a very unwilling cold flashed deep in his eyes. He stared at Su Zhenwei coldly and looked at him a few times. Although he was very dissatisfied, he finally said nothing. He knew that his cultivation level was no match for Su Zhenwei at all. If Su Zhenwei wanted to kill him, it would be a slight effort.

He stepped aside and looked in front of him with an ugly expression.

And the others' eyes flashed with strange colors at this moment. Obviously, everyone was aware of why Su Zhenwei did this.

At this moment, Long Yi walked up, he smiled and fisted Su Zhenwei and said, "Please show mercy to senior Su!"

Su Zhenwei looked him up and down a few times, a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes, nodded, and said, "You catch my move, even if you pass!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone's faces changed again. Long Yi shouldn't be the same as Yang Zhentian. At this moment, Su Zhenwei had already slapped him with a palm. The smile on Long Yi's face disappeared, and his face was solemn. The cultivation level in his body exploded with a blast. The cultivation level of the sixth level of the Golden Pill was activated with all his strength. Then, he shouted softly and slapped out with a palm.

When the two palms met, Su Zhenwei's expression remained the same, standing there without moving, while Long Yi's face changed drastically, and his whole body flew backwards and flew out more than 30 meters before stopping. After stopping, there was a look of shock in his eyes.

But fortunately, his appearance was not as embarrassing as Yang Zhentian.

Su Zhenwei smiled and said, "Not bad, you guys faced me and could still stand. Even if you pass this level!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone was shocked. Isn’t this old guy Su Zhenwei obviously biased Long Yi?

Sure enough, when Yang Zhentian heard this, his face suddenly became even more ugly. He gritted his teeth and stared at Su Zhenwei and said coldly: "Senior Su, the sixth level of Long Yi Jindan has passed, why can't I pass?"

After hearing this, everyone's faces changed one after another, and they turned to look at Su Zhenwei. Su Zhenwei's smile disappeared instantly, his expression darkened, he looked at Yang Zhentian coldly, and said in a deep voice: "What, boy, do you dare to doubt me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrible pressure suddenly erupted from his body and pressed towards Yang Zhentian.

Yang Zhentian's face changed drastically. Feeling the crushing power, he hurriedly shouted: "Senior, please spare me, I'm wrong!"

But it was too late. Su Zhenwei's powerful pressure had already pressed on him. With a bang, Yang Zhentian was directly pressed to kneel on the ground, his face turned pale and his expression was ugly.

At this moment, Su Zhenwei snorted angrily and put away his pressure. Then, with a sneer on his face, he glanced at everyone, and said in a cold voice: "Who dares to question me in the future? I will never show mercy!"

Everyone shut up, looking horrified. It was obvious that in front of Su Zhenwei, these people did not even have the courage to resist.

"The eighth level of the golden elixir is so terrifying!" Next to Han Yang, the fat man couldn't help but sigh.
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