Dazzling the void, the dazzling crimson color is like a rose blooming in the sky.

Chu Qitian, who was under the main hall, stretched out his hand to wipe Xilian, but he wiped a handful of blood.

Dead silence!

Dead silence!

In an instant, the vast Chumen Mountains fell into deathly silence!

Everyone was silent.

Chu Qitian and the others stared with their eyes almost split open.

Everyone looked in disbelief at Chu Zhengliang, who was vomiting blood in front of him!

"Why...why?"

"Tell me, why?"

"It's the same dragon god body, it's the same Yundao Tianjue, it's the same four-style continuous release."

"I, the Heavenly Art of Cloud Dao, have reached the sixth level of cultivation."

"Your background is not as good as mine, your skills are not as good as mine, and your experience is not as good as mine."

"But why, I will lose."

"Why?"

"I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced~"

Chu Zhengliang's face was pale, his breath was rising and falling, and his whole person had lost all color.

His mouth was full of blood, but his old eyes were full of resentment and dissatisfaction.

Although his body was already scarred, he still used all his strength to roar unwillingly at Mark.

He once thought about defeating Ye Fan with one move, beheading Ye Fan with three moves, or even using Yundao Tianjue to kill Ye Fan with the power of thunder.

He has thought about thousands of possibilities, but he has never thought about this one.

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