As he spoke, Wang Ye frowned.
He was only trying to protect Gao Tianci this time and had no intention of interfering with anything else.
However, the holy martial arts of the Tsing Yi scribes emerged one after another.
First, the Great Rebellion Killing Heart Palm.
Then the Demonic Steps...
He even learned how to use the gentle breeze to turn evil spirits away!
Under such a series of moves.
It is necessary to have a good talk with him!
Thinking of this, Wang Ye sent a message to Bai Mingyu: "Second fool, are you optimistic about Lao Gao..."
"I have something to do!"
After saying this, Wang Ye exerted his strength and shook his body.
Whoosh!
With just a soft sound, Wang Ye disappeared instantly.
At this time, the scribe in green jumped up high and was in mid-air.
He turned back to investigate and found that Wang Ye had not caught up.
The whole person couldn't help but exhale a foul breath.
At the same time, he said: "Fortunately, that person didn't..."
"Didn't catch up?"
Just as he spoke, Wang Ye's voice suddenly came.
Hearing such a voice, the Tsing Yi scribe's heart sank.
He raised his eyes again.
But he found that Wang Ye had appeared in front of him out of thin air.
At this time, he was looking at himself with a playful expression.
What? !
Seeing this scene, the Tsing Yi scribe's eyes widened.
He never expected that Wang Ye would be so fast.
Appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye!
After being shocked, the scholar in Tsing Yi didn't talk nonsense.
But he saw a single palm pushing horizontally, heading straight for the door in front of Wang Ye.
Buzz!
When this palm is released, it is extremely powerful, carrying billowing demonic energy towards you.
Look up.
His palms were blood red, but his five fingers were black, like the hands of ghosts.
There is femininity in the masculine palm power.
The combination of hardness and softness adds a bit of ruthlessness, it's really weird to the extreme!
"Blood Heart, Ink Claw, Heavenly Devil Palm..."
Seeing this palm attack, Wang Ye frowned: "It seems that you know a lot of martial arts!"
At this point, Wang Ye waved his big hand, moving left and right to block.
The palm power was instantly released.
Not only that.
When Wang Ye blocked with his palm, he secretly destroyed the force and shot out with shock.
The palm of the blue-robed scribe's hand was so shocked that it hurt.
Seeing this scene, the scholar in Tsing Yi knew something was wrong.
He retreated, used some strength on the roof, and attacked Wang Ye again.
I saw the Tsing Yi scribe turning his palms in one go.
In an instant, the palm technique disappeared and his whereabouts were uncertain.
It is as dense as a devil's hand, making it difficult for people to figure out where the opponent will attack from.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye narrowed his eyes.
This person is able to practice the Holy Cult's Blood Heart and Ink Claw Heavenly Devil Palm to such an extent.
He has indeed defeated many people in the Holy Religion of the past!
Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, he saw a flash in front of his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the dark ghost hands of the Tsing Yi scribe came in front of Wang Ye!
Got it!
Seeing this scene, the scholar in Tsing Yi thought to himself.
However.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a gust of evil wind coming from below.
Look down.
But he saw Wang Ye's palm coming first, right in front of his chest!
boom!
Just heard a muffled sound.
The scribe in green suddenly emitted a layer of black evil energy.
Then his body exploded out and landed directly on the roof beside him.
On the other hand, Wang Ye.
But he saw him with one hand behind his back, not far away looking at him.
There is no intention to pursue!
"The devil's energy..."
Looking at the appearance of the scribe in green in front of him, Wang Ye said leisurely: "Your Excellency, the martial arts of the demon sect are endless..."
"Who taught it?"
snort!
After hearing Wang Ye's question, the scholar in Tsing Yi didn't talk too much nonsense.
He snorted coldly and said, "I have no intention of getting entangled with you today..."
"It's okay if I just step out of the way this time!"
"What if I don't let you?"
Before the Tsing Yi scribe could finish his words, Wang Ye said, "You have no intention of getting into trouble, but I want to discuss it clearly with you!"
"If you don't speak clearly today, you won't even want to go there!"
As he said this, Wang Ye's body trembled.
A powerful force rushed towards the Tsing Yi scribe!
Completely seal its escape route!
"In that case..."
Seeing this energy coming towards him, the Tsing Yi scribe said: "Then let me see the real chapter under my hands!"
Speaking of which, his hands and swords pointed together, with a force like a wave.
Attack Wang Ye suddenly!
This move is the soul-killing fingering technique of the old demon sect!
Seeing the Tsing Yi scribes attacking, Wang Ye frowned.
The amount of holy martial arts that this green-robed scribe possesses has exceeded his imagination!
At the moment when his soul-killing finger technique struck his face, Wang Ye moved.
But he saw his palms spread out, like flowing clouds.
This fierce finger force instantly disintegrated.
At the moment when his finger strength collapsed, the green-robed scribe turned his palm and turned into a big devil's hand, reaching towards Wang Ye's throat.
Its changing moves are extremely fast and swift.
Even so, they are all the unique teachings of the Holy Religion.
This shows that he has thoroughly understood the martial arts of the holy religion!
If you leave it to others.
Just relying on the unpredictable martial arts of the Demon Cult and its rapid transformation is enough to kill him on the spot.
but.
What he is facing is not a cat or a dog.
He is the leader of the demon sect, the holy king without a doubt!
Seeing the devil's hand approaching, Wang Ye twisted his body.
However, he saw that he flipped and buckled his palm and instantly removed 70% of the strength of the devil's hand.
Not only that, he turned his body around and made a sword with his palm.
Go straight to the Tsing Yi scribe's face and chop him down!
! ! !
Seeing this scene, the scholar in Tsing Yi widened his eyes and was horrified.
In desperation, he took half a step back.
bass!
With just a soft sound, a strand of his hair was chopped off by Wang Ye.
so close!
Looking at the hair falling down, the Tsing Yi scribe's heart sank.
If he had hesitated just now.
The next moment, it wasn’t just the hair that fell down!
“The response was good…”
Just when he was shocked, Wang Ye's voice came: "You who know the truth, tell me honestly where your martial arts knowledge comes from..."
"If not..."
"Next time, it won't be as simple as hair!"
Wang Ye raised his eyes as he spoke.
There was a sharp and fierce light in it.
Seeing Wang Ye's fierce light, the scribe in green frowned.
He glanced back.
After realizing that Bai Mingyu was not chasing him, a sharp look appeared in his eyes.
He looked at Wang Ye and said, "Since you want to know so much..."
"It's better to go to the Senluo Palace and ask King Yama to find out!"
As he spoke, he walked quickly and stepped forward.
The whole person's palm turned into claws and clasped towards Wang Ye's shoulder.
It went as fast as a frightening dragon, extremely fast.
In just a moment, he was in front of Wang Ye and wanted to crush Wang Ye's shoulders.
"Take the cloud power!"
Seeing this, Wang Ye said: "Interesting, this move is not from the martial arts of the Demon Sect!"
"But Shaolin's Dragon Claw Hand!"
"However, the flaws are also shockingly big!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye blocked the palm of the blue-robed scribe's hand in the area around his right palm.
At the same time, he turned his palms and pushed, instantly releasing his claws.
The moment Wang Ye resolved the move, he struck and eliminated it.
At the same time, the body takes a step forward and pushes out with the palm of the hand.
boom!
There was just a muffled sound, and this palm pressed against the chest of the scribe in green.
Rolling force pushed horizontally.
His body flew backwards and hit a gate tower instantly.
boom!
Just heard a muffled sound.
The gate tower collapsed instantly, causing a large amount of smoke and dust.
(End of chapter)
