Kung Fu Devouring the World/C237 The Sect Leader Welcomed Him Personally
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C237 The Sect Leader Welcomed Him Personally

Turning his head, the Great Elder of Poison Sect happened to see Qin Yuan's playful smile.

If it was in the past, he would certainly be furious and kill Qin Yuan with lightning speed. But now, he could only smile bitterly. After all, he was weaker than Qin Yuan. No, to be precise, he was slower than Qin Yuan!

"Call your Sect Master out!" Qin Yuan said softly, "I'm very curious. What is it that can lead you all?"

"No!" The Poison Sect's Great Elder shook his head, "If you are only fast and have no other abilities, it would be ridiculous for you to want to see our Sect Master!"

Although he had acknowledged Qin Yuan in his heart and confirmed his strength, he only placed Qin Yuan in the same position as him.

It was a little whimsical to want to meet Master of Poison Sect in the same position.

Qin Yuan did not mind. Since she did not come out, he would beat her until she came out.

Qin Yuan smiled slightly, "Since you want to know, other than my speed, I will do as you wish!"

* Hong! *

His wings flapped again, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the Poison Sect's Great Elder.

The Poison Sect's Great Elder's facial expression became serious when he saw the elusive Qin Yuan. That speed was definitely the fastest he had ever seen.

Fortunately, his attack power wasn't very strong. He unhurriedly set up a defensive circle in front of him.

That expression was as relaxed as it could be. Obviously, he had the victory card in his hand. Qin Yuan definitely wouldn't be able to break this protective circle.

Qin Yuan saw the Great Elder of Poison Sect in the defensive circle and laughed. He shook his head slightly and said, "Chaotic Fist!"

* Hong! *

As soon as the fist was thrown out, the void in front of him turned into a black hole and returned to the chaos.

This was the Chaos Fist, which could return everything to chaos.

The moment he saw Qin Yuan's fist, the Great Elder of Poison Sect had a bad feeling.

Although he had a bad feeling, he didn't expect this bad thing to be so bad.

That was a black hole!

A punch would create a black hole!

Even if he wanted to create a black hole here, he would need to spend a lot of effort!

However, this youth could actually form a black hole with a single punch.

"Looks like I still underestimated his strength!" The Poison Sect's Great Elder said in his heart.

Although he had underestimated him, he couldn't just sit there and wait for his death. Swoosh!

The immortal energy suddenly poured into the protective circle again, consolidating it. He looked solemnly at the rapidly approaching fist.

Boom!

Without a doubt, Qin Yuan's fist had hit the defensive circle.

Hiss!

It sounded like the sound of silk being torn apart. On the protective ring, with Qin Yuan's fist as the center, cracks spread out in all directions.

"En!" The Poison Sect's Great Elder's heart sank. Although he had underestimated ___, he had never thought that he had underestimated him so much.

At this point, the only thing he could do was to strengthen the protective circle. He could only defend it for a short period of time.

Swoosh!

He reached out his hand, and the white immortal energy within his body instantly poured into the protective circle that was about to crack apart inch by inch.

Weng!

As more immortal energy poured in, the radiance on that protective ring became more and more brilliant, the cracks on it also gradually closing up.

"Just this alone might not be enough!" Although Qin Yuan saw the immortal Qi of the Poison Sect's Great Elder pouring into the barrier, he didn't mind it at all.

In the face of absolute strength, it would be useless no matter how much defense he put up.

* Hong! *

Qin Yuan slowly raised his left hand, and rays of nine-colored light grew brighter and brighter as Qin Yuan raised his left hand.

The Dantian Realm of Qin Yuan, Essence Realm, also released waves of nine-colored light from his body. The degree of the light was the same as the one on Qin Yuan's left hand.

That's right, Qin Yuan's nine color lights was moved from Yuan. Furthermore, Qin Yuan discovered that this nine color lights was even stronger than any kind of gas. Even the Laws and Laws were like chickens and ducks in front of this nine color lights. If he wanted to slaughter it, he would slaughter it.

Weng!

He lightly pressed his palm against the protective ring.

The space where the palm passed by jumped, as if it had encountered something good.

When the Poison Sect's Great Elder saw the nine-colored left hand, his facial expression changed dramatically, as if he had encountered a ghost.

The Poison Sect's Great Elder felt an inexplicable pressure coming from Qin Yuan's left hand. It was as if this pressure could decide his life and death.

Furthermore, facing the nine-colored light, he couldn't muster up any fighting spirit in his heart. In front of it, he was just an ant, an ant waiting to be slaughtered.

Buzz!

There was no force at all, as if it was a very ordinary palm. Furthermore, as the palm descended, it carried an elegant aura.

Boom!

When Qin Yuan's palm pressed down on the protective ring, there was no resistance.

The protective barrier was like it was made of paper, and it broke with a single touch.

The sky was filled with light, covering up the figures of Qin Yuan and the Poison Sect's Great Elder.

Swoosh!

A figure rushed out from the light with a pale face.

"Great Elder!" The experts of Poison Sect who were watching the show cried out involuntarily when they saw the pale figure and flew over.

"I'm fine!" The Great Elder of Poison Sect was supported by a person. He shook his head and looked at the vague figure in the light with fear.

In the light, Qin Yuan and the Great Elder of Poison Sect had exchanged blows many times. Each time, the Great Elder of Poison Sect was injured. If it wasn't for Qin Yuan showing mercy, he would have died inside.

Swoosh!

Qin Yuan spread his wings and flew out from the light. He looked down at them from above and said in a cold tone, "I wonder if I have the right to see your Sect Master!"

Hearing Qin Yuan's words, everyone smiled bitterly. If he didn't have the qualifications, then we have even less qualifications.

"Go and invite the Sect Master out!" The Poison Sect's Great Elder ordered one of them.

"Ask the Sect Master to come out!" The person who was pointed at by the Great Elder was instantly stunned.

Inviting the Sect Master out and not letting him in, what was the meaning of this?

Could it be that he is even stronger than our Sect Master?

That person's guess was right! The Poison Sect's Great Elder indeed had this thought in his heart.

Although he had never seen the Sect Master attack before, he could still see the trajectory of the Sect Master from the past generations.

Every generation of the Sect Master in the Poison Sect had to be at least at the Earth Immortal Realm or below, below the Golden Immortal Realm.

Anyone who exceeded the Golden Immortal realm would automatically abdicate and live in seclusion. Unless it was the time when the sect was going to be destroyed, they would only come out again. Otherwise, they would not be able to see them at any other time.

The Sect Master inside had suddenly descended to the Poison Sect a hundred years ago. With the Saint Token in hand, it had challenged the previous generation's Sect Master. After a single strike, it had narrowly defeated the previous generation's Sect Master, forcing it to abdicate in advance.

The previous generation's Sect Master's cultivation base was only at the peak of the Earth Immortal realm. But now, after a hundred years of cultivation, the current Sect Master could at most break through to the Heaven Immortal realm.

And judging from the exchange just now, it seemed like the most he could do was to break through to the Heaven Immortal realm. The strength of this young man in front of him was absolutely not simple. He was able to completely torture him, and his performance was so effortless and casual. Clearly, he still had some tricks up his sleeve.

Furthermore, judging from the various Immortal Arts, the young man was definitely not an ordinary person. He might even be someone from the Upper Realm.

From these two points, it would not be an exaggeration to ask Master of Poison Sect to personally welcome him.

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