Chapter 315

Song Mingyang raised the corners of his mouth, and an inner energy in his body surged crazily into his palms.

Then he stepped hard on his feet, flew into the air, twisted his body in a strange posture, like a dragon writhing in the sea, and then struck out with a palm.

The vigorous inner energy in the body was released instantly, turning into a white rainbow, flashing with dazzling white light, drawing a half-moon arc in mid-air, like a dragon crossing the sea, heading straight towards Chu Yang.

This terrifying force of destruction directly rolled up the decorative Chinese curtain of the venue and covered it between two rows of chairs, inadvertently forming two barriers so that the people in those two rows of chairs could not see what was going on inside the curtain. .

Guo Zhengde looked across the curtain and marveled: "So this is the dragon crossing the sea that instantly killed Chen Tianlang with one move! This palm represents the ceiling strength of the young generation in Lingnan. Chu Yang will be crippled even if he doesn't die!"

Facing this murderous palm, Chu Yang stood calmly, unhurried.

The white rainbow was close at hand, but Chu Yang had not moved yet.

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed, lighting up the venue instantly.

This lightning flashed away, accompanied by a shrill scream, and a blood mist floated in the venue, followed by the pungent smell of blood filling the air.

People at the scene covered their mouths and noses and exclaimed one after another, unable to understand the sudden strange phenomenon.

The moment the thunder flashed, an unknown fear filled his whole body, and his whole body trembled, as if his liver and gallbladder were about to be shattered.

Even Mu Yunlong frowned and was shocked: "Could it be that Ming Yang's strength has surpassed my own? Genius! What a genius!"

Others couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Is this the true strength of the Song family's genius?"

"It seems that Chu Yang is in danger. That mass of blood mist belongs to Chu Yang, right?"

Guo Zhengde was also ecstatic and almost jumped up from his chair: "What a Song Mingyang, I really saw you right!"

"Zhong Zhanguo, Zhong Zhanguo, I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Although I can't slap you in the face, I can find a way to make you sick. I bet 100 million on Song Mingyang to win this time. I make you sick to death!"

Zhong Lingze's big eyes flashed, as if he remembered something.

This lightning was made by the same person as the night of the assassination, but this time the lightning was brighter and more terrifying.

"It's brother Mingyang, it must be brother Mingyang!" Zhong Ling recalled Lei Mang on the night of the assassination.

Could it be that Brother Mingyang really killed Chu Yang? Didn't we just stop there as promised?

She was a little melancholy. Although she said she hated Chu Yang, she didn't want to see Chu Yang lose his life.

However, when the curtain fell and the figures of Chu Yang and Song Mingyang reappeared among the crowd, waves of exclamations came from the scene again.

I saw that one of Song Mingyang's arms had been cut off, and he was opening his big eyes, hiding an incredible expression on his face, and murmuring from his mouth.

"No...impossible...this is impossible, I am a genius! A martial arts genius from Lingnan!"

At this time, Chu Yang was so calm that he said: "The meaning of a genius' existence is to be crushed by me."