One hit.
There was no joy at all on the Tsing Yi scribe's face.
There is no other reason for this.
Because he only felt that his strength was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and nothing remained.
What? !
Feeling this, he exclaimed in shock.
He never expected it at this time.
The power of this move will dissipate so cleanly!
Even more shocking.
This method of dissipating power and energy is actually very similar to the one I use!
Could it be the person in front of me?
Born in a demon sect! ?
"hey-hey…"
Just when he was shocked, Wang Ye chuckled: "You wouldn't think..."
"You are the only one who knows how to resolve this power, right?"
"This is too disrespectful!"
! ! !
Hearing such words, the Tsing Yi scribe raised his head again.
But he saw Wang Ye looking straight at him with eyes full of teasing!
Seeing Wang Ye's smile like this, the scholar in Tsing Yi was greatly shocked.
Subconsciously, he destroyed his energy and energy and frequently used moves.
A series of demonic martial arts moves bloomed like flowers.
They stormed towards Wangye.
However.
Before he could push these moves to their peak, Wang Ye stopped him midway.
Not only that.
Wang Ye knew the key points of every move just right.
This is when the green-robed scribe is about to release his strength and wants to vomit.
This way.
The scribe in Tsing Yi looks like he has all kinds of tricks, but in fact he is extremely frustrated and miserable.
"how so?"
At this time, the Tsing Yi scribe was secretly surprised: "Why does he hit the key points of my moves just right every time?"
"Who is this person?"
Just as he was thinking.
Wang Ye's voice came faintly: "How dare you be distracted when facing the enemy?"
"Do you think your life is too long?"
! ! !
Hearing such words, the Tsing Yi scribe was horrified.
When he came back to his senses, he saw a sudden chill in the area around Wang Ye's left palm.
When he turned his palm, heat burst out.
The rotation of the two qi is like the rotation of yin and yang, twisting into a ball.
It slammed into the chest of the scribe in green!
boom!
Just heard a dull loud noise.
The body-protecting aura of the scribe in green suddenly shattered, and Wang Yewu Zhu's palm force drove straight in.
His body flew backwards and was carried into the artificial lake on the side.
In an instant, a column of water rose into the sky, and the rockery in the lake collapsed.
Thousands of water splashes poured down.
It's like it's raining heavily!
Wow!
As the water splashed down, the Tsing Yi scribe jumped directly out of the water.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
There was a hint of horror in Wang Ye's eyes.
That palm just now really hurt him!
"Um?"
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye frowned, showing a hint of surprise.
This scholar in Tsing Yi slapped himself alive from the front.
He can still stand up.
"interesting…"
Thinking of this, Wang Ye said: "It seems that you want me to be much more powerful than you thought..."
"However, I still can't get on the stage!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye took a step forward and flicked out his palm.
Buzz!
In an instant, the rolling force surged up.
It was like a sea wave rushing toward the Tsing Yi scribe.
Before the force of his palm could be reached, his cheek was already painful from the pressure!
See the palm power coming.
This scribe in green is shining brightly, with his long sleeves waving horizontally.
Suddenly a breeze blew up.
Like the autumn wind outside the Great Wall, blowing by.
He wanted to eliminate the power of Wang Ye's palm.
"If you can learn how to calm the wind and turn evil spirits away, you have a talent!"
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye nodded and said, "It's a pity that there aren't many!"
"The cool breeze can only transform evil spirits into its own shape!"
"I am the authentic one!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye's body moved.
call!
Suddenly a breeze blew up.
This breeze is extremely warm and gentle.
The hair could only be blown by the wind.
However, as soon as the breeze came out, the Qingyi scribe's breeze suddenly disappeared.
It was as if nothing had happened.
The cool breeze turns evil spirits into nothingness!
What? !
Seeing this, the scholar in Qingyi was confused.
He never imagined that he would study this technique in seclusion for many years.
The first time he used it this time, Wang Ye was completely dissipated by Wang Ye in front of him!
Not only that.
There is no breeze that can dispel the evil spirit and eliminate the power of the palm.
Wang Ye's rolling palm force came towards him, impartially, and hit the chest of the scribe in green!
boom!
There was only a muffled sound, and Wang Ye Gungun's palm force remained unabated, imprinting on his chest.
His body was shaken violently and blood spurted out.
Like a kite with its string cut off, it flew backwards.
But that's the case.
Wang Ye still had no intention of giving up.
He followed him like a shadow, pressed forward, and directly followed the scribe in green.
At this time, the scholar in Tsing Yi was injured and in pain. He was about to twist his body and fall to the ground.
Suddenly I saw a bad wind coming towards me.
When he raised his eyes again, Wang Ye was already attacking him!
A closer look reveals that the moves Wang Ye used were none other than others.
It's the devil's hand!
"Great Demonic Hand?!"
Seeing this, the Tsing Yi scribe said in surprise.
"wrong!"
Wang Ye grinned and said, "It's the authentic Great Heavenly Demon Shou!"
"Compared to your half-baked martial arts skills..."
"Today I will show you what the orthodox holy teachings are!"
As he said this, Wang Ye's strength was even stronger.
The demonic energy from the big devil's hand came rolling in, heading straight for his chest!
Seeing this scene, the Tsing Yi scribe gritted his teeth.
He pushed the Earth-shattering Great Reincarnation Seal to the extreme, pushing his palms horizontally, dissipating most of the strength of Wang Ye's great devil's hand.
But that's the case.
The billowing demonic energy hit his face, causing the essence and blood in his body to surge.
He couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood again.
At the same time, he stared at Wang Ye with a hint of horror in his eyes.
Know all kinds of demonic martial arts...
He can also use the Demonic Hands of Heaven and the cool breeze to transform evil spirits...
Call the Demonic Cult the Holy Cult.
There is only one person who can do this!
That is the Holy King!
Thinking of this, the scribe in green exclaimed: "Are you a holy king?!"
"so smart!"
Hearing this, Wang Ye grinned: "You'll hit the right guess!"
"As a reward, I'll let you see what the authentic Great Rebellion Heart-Slaying Palm is!"
At this point, Wang Ye's palms surged with black and red energy.
The whole person's palms turned over and he pushed horizontally again.
Only a black and red palm force rolled out and hit his chest directly!
puff!
In an instant, blood spurted out from the mouth of the scribe in green, and his body flew backwards like a cannonball.
While flying upside down.
He only felt an excruciating pain all over his body, as if he was about to fall apart.
At the same time, he thought secretly in his heart: "This person is the Holy King of the past, with extremely powerful skills..."
"It would be unwise for me to fight him head-on..."
"Let's run away first!"
As he spoke, he forced down the various pain points in his body and the surging blood essence.
Using the power of his palms, he jumped up high and flew towards the outside of the city!
"Want to leave!?"
Seeing this, Wang Ye sneered: "If you can escape from me today..."
"Write my character "王" horizontally!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye's body flew up and chased after the scribe in blue.
Its speed is amazing!
(End of chapter)
