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After the palm prints of Zhang Yu and Chen Zhenren collided, although they were all shattered, the remaining palm print fragments continued to attack the two of them. This scene was something neither of them expected.

The palm print fragments were so fast that it was already too late for a second reaction. The palm print fragments hit him one after another. Fortunately, Zhang Yu was wearing Bagua Immortal Clothes, and the three-flower gathering palm seal was shattered, so most of the strength was removed. Despite this, he also took several steps back. Qi and blood surged in his dantian, and his chest felt tight.

You know, the two of them just took action, and they went all out. Although he looked polite on the surface, in front of all the disciples, no one wanted to lose. So this palm is definitely a heavy hand.

Zhang Yu's injuries from yesterday were not completely healed yet. He was so hard-hit that a mouthful of blood almost spurted out of his mouth. But he knew that he must not be like this, otherwise, his momentum would be affected. He forced his mouth shut, suppressing the blood in his throat.

You know, this is not normal blood, it is also a type of congestion. If you spit it out, it is actually good for your body. On the contrary, forcing it back is extremely harmful to the body.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Yu's face turned red instantly and his chest felt even tighter.

Looking at Chen Zhenren opposite, he also took a few steps back, but fortunately stabilized his body in time. He was similar to Zhang Yu. He raised his hand to cover his chest, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out from his throat. The blood spurting out at this time was just a joke, so Chen Zhenren had to bite the bullet and suppress the blood that reached his throat.

As a result, his face turned red and he was speechless for a long time. This is true, Zhang Yu's Five Thunder Palm is so powerful, even if Pisano doesn't have white light to protect his body, he can be killed with one palm. That is to say, most of the strength of the Five Thunder Palms was removed by the Three Flowers Gathering Palm Seal. In addition, Chen Zhenren also had magic robes to protect his body, so he only suffered internal injuries. If there were no cassocks, the bones would probably be shattered.

The two people just stood facing each other, and the disciples on both sides were watching. Seeing Zhang Yu and Chen Zhenren holding their chests, no one said a word. After a while, they all gathered around.

"Master!" "Master!" "Are you okay!" "Master, are you okay!"...

Zhang Yu's disciples surrounded Zhang Yu, and Chen Zhenren's disciples surrounded Chen Zhenren. Seeing all the disciples coming up, even though Master Chen knew that now was not the time to speak, he could only forcefully say: "Nothing? Fellow Daoist Zhang, how are you?"

As he said this, he sighed secretly in his heart. It was really unimaginable that someone at such an age could have such a level of cultivation. With such a master in the Zhengyi Sect, future achievements may be even more unpredictable.

He can still speak, but Zhang Yu has difficulty breathing because of his previous injuries and now his injuries. He can't even open his mouth.

Zhang Yu just smiled and nodded lightly without making a sound.

However, one can speak and the other cannot speak. This comparison between the two makes it very obvious which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

The disciples of Master Chen immediately became excited. In their opinion, the master had won.

The disciples under Zhang Yu's sect were somewhat depressed, but the master was young after all, and he could see that he was just reluctant to lose. However, it looks a bit like a defeated rooster.

When Chen Zhenren saw that Zhang Yu couldn't speak, he felt relieved and felt that he had won this round. Even if it's a miserable victory, it's still a victory.

"Fellow Taoist said before... As long as Pindao can catch your Five Thunder Palm... you will agree to mediate... Think about it now... there should be no problem..." Chen Zhenren's voice was not loud and he spoke very slowly. , almost every word was said through gritted teeth. Every time he said a few words, there was a sharp pain in his chest.

Zhang Yu said nothing and nodded.

In fact, with the Qingcheng faction coming forward and planning to build a separate courtyard in Longhu Villa, even if Zhang Yu wanted to use Taoism to deal with the Qi family, it was already impossible. He proposed to compete with Chen Zhenren, especially for the sake of face and to express his attitude.

At that time, Zhang Yu believed that Chen Zhenren's cultivation was definitely not weak, but he could control the Five Thunder Palms. It was estimated that Chen Zhenren would not be able to control it based on his cultivation alone. But Zhang Yu never expected that Master Chen's Three Flowers Gathering Palm Seal would be so powerful. Naturally, Zhang Yu can now see that even if Master Chen seems to be stronger than him, he is actually limited.

His attitude has shown that Chen Zhenren has not gotten much advantage. The current situation can only be like this. In any case, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It is only now.

Seeing Zhang Yu nodding again, Chen Zhenren said reluctantly: "Then thank you fellow Taoist... I am a Taoist and have worldly affairs... I won't stay any longer..."

After finally finishing his words, he turned around and walked towards the front yard.

His disciples could basically tell that Master Chen must have been injured, but they didn't know how heavy it was. At least Master can still talk, and when he walks, with his hands behind his back, it's not much different from normal.

Especially at this moment, it was not convenient for them to help Chen Zhenren, so they followed the master and walked forward. At this moment, each of them was arrogant. As a winner, they must show the victor's style and momentum.

Seeing the smug expressions on these guys' faces, Li Mingyue and other disciples secretly hated them. Unfortunately, Zhang Yu was seriously injured now, and they did not dare to make a mistake.

Chen Zhenren walked neither too fast nor too slowly. After a while, he came to the front yard and left the mountain gate.

The driveway up Guangming Mountain has not yet been completed, and steps are still needed. As soon as Chen Zhen reached the steps, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He had just held back a mouthful of blood, and he forced himself to speak. The tightness and pain in his chest made it impossible for him to bear it anymore.

With a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly from his mouth. Immediately afterwards, his vision went dark again, and he fell backwards involuntarily.

The disciples following him were completely unprepared. When they saw Master Chen falling backward, they tried to help him, but it was too late.

"thump!"

They watched helplessly as Chen Zhenren fell to the sky and fell to the ground.

"Master!" "Master!" "Master!"... All the disciples panicked and gathered around him. The previous arrogance had disappeared, and only nervousness and worry remained on their faces.

Some of them checked Chen Zhenren's pulse, some checked his heartbeat, and some checked his breathing. Fortunately, the pulse, heartbeat, and breathing are all there. So, some disciples immediately pinched Chen Zhenren's body.

The place where Chen Zhenren collapsed was not far from the mountain gate. The Taoist priests who knew the guest did not know what happened in the apse. Seeing Chen Zhenren like this, they rushed over to check it out.

"What happened?" "What happened?" "Why did you faint suddenly."...

Chen Zhenren's face was red before, but after he vomited blood and fainted, it became like gold paper, which was very ugly. When his disciples saw that there was no one in the Taoist temple, they ran over to ask. They immediately felt hot in their faces. It was so embarrassing. The master actually passed out at the gate of the mountain. If the news spread, how would he see anyone in the future?

One of Zhang Yu's disciples was also concerned and said, "It can't be heatstroke. Why don't the Taoist priest go to the temple to rest for a while? I'll ask the master to come and see the doctor right away."

What he said was that it was no longer the season, and he still had heat stroke.