Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 1771 Don't even think about going if you don't make it clear
Between the words, Wang Ye frowned.

This time, I was only protecting Gao Tianci, and I had no intention of interfering with other things.

But this green-clothed scribe's sacred teaching and martial arts emerged endlessly.

The first is the Great Rebellion Zhu Xin Palm.

Then there is the magic step...

He even learned how to clear wind and eliminate evil spirits!

Under such a series of moves.

It is necessary to have a good talk with him!
Thinking of this, Wang Ye sent a voice transmission to Bai Mingyu: "You idiot, take care of Lao Gao..."

"I have something to do!"

After saying that, Wang Ye swayed his body vigorously.

Whoosh!
With a soft sound, Wang Ye instantly disappeared in place.

At this time, the scribe in Tsing Yi jumped up high, in mid-air.

He looked back and found that Wang Ye had not caught up.

The whole person could not help exhaling 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 came suddenly.

Hearing such a voice, the Tsing Yi scribe's heart sank.

He looked up 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 playfully.

what? !

Seeing this scene, the scribe in Tsing Yi opened his eyes wide.

He never expected that Wang Ye's speed was so fast.

Appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye!
Shocked, the scribe in Tsing Yi didn't talk nonsense.

But he saw a single palm pushing horizontally, coming straight to Wang Ye's face.

hum!
As soon as this palm strikes with extraordinary strength, it is wrapped in a billow of devilish energy and rushes towards him.

Look up.

His palms were blood red, but his five fingers were pitch black, like the hands of ghosts.

There is femininity in the masculine palm.

The combination of toughness and softness adds a bit of ruthlessness, which is really weird to the extreme!
"Blood Heart Black Claw Heavenly Demon Palm..."

Seeing this palm strike, Wang Ye frowned: "It seems that you know a lot of martial arts!"

At this point, Wang Ye waved his big hand repeatedly, shifting left and right to block.

Dissolve this palm force in an instant.

Not only that.

When Wang Ye blocked with his palm, he secretly broke his strength and came out from the shock.

It hurt the palm of the scribe in Tsing Yi.

Seeing this scene, the scribe in Tsing Yi knew something was wrong.

He retreated, borrowed some strength from the roof, and attacked Wang Ye again.

I saw the scribes in Tsing Yi turning their palms in rotation, doing it in one go.

In an instant, the palm is gone, and his whereabouts are uncertain.

It's really like a devil's hand, full of demonic energy, people can't figure out where the opponent will attack.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye narrowed his eyes.

This person is able to practice the Holy Cult's Blood Heart, Black Claw, Heavenly Demon Palm to such an extent.

It has indeed surpassed many people of the old holy religion!
Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, he saw a flash in front of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the dark ghostly hands of the scribes in Tsing Yi had already come in front of Wang Ye!
Got it!
Seeing this scene, the scribe 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 that Wang Ye's palm came first, and it was right in front of his chest!

boom!
Only a muffled sound was heard.

The scribe in Tsing Yi suddenly exuded a layer of black devilish energy.

Immediately afterwards, his body burst out and landed directly on the roof beside him.

On the other hand, look at Wang Ye.

But he saw him with one hand behind his back, looking at him not far away.

There is no intention of chasing!
"Heavenly Devil Qi..."

Looking at the appearance of the scholar in green clothes in front of him, Wang Ye said leisurely: "Your Excellency, the martial arts of the Devil's Cult emerge endlessly..."

"Who taught it?"

snort!
Hearing Wang Ye's question, the scribe in Tsing Yi didn't talk too much nonsense.

He snorted coldly and said, "I don't intend to get entangled with you today..."

"This time, it's fine if we step aside and get out of the way!"

"What if I don't allow it?"

Before the scribe in Tsing Yi finished speaking, Wang Ye said, "You don't intend to entangle, but I want to discuss it with you!"

"If you don't speak clearly today, you don't even think about going there!"

Saying that, Wang Ye's body shook.

A forceful energy rushed towards the scribe in Tsing Yi!

Completely block its escape route!
"In that case..."

Seeing this strength coming towards him, the scribe in Tsing Yi said: "Then let's see the real chapter under my hands!"

Speaking hands and pointing swords, the momentum is like waves.

Attack Wang Ye suddenly!

This move is the soul-slaying fingering technique of the Demon Sect in the past!

Seeing the scribes in Tsing Yi attacking, Wang Ye frowned.

This green-clothed scribe possessed so much sacred martial art, it was beyond his imagination!

At the moment when his soul-killing fingering attack hit his face, Wang Ye moved.

But he saw his palm spread, like flowing clouds.

Disintegrate this menacing force in an instant.

The moment the force of the finger collapsed, the scribe in Tsing Yi flipped his palm and turned into a demonic hand, grabbing Wang Ye's throat.

Its changing moves are extremely fast and swift.

Even so, they are all sacred teachings.

It shows that he has thoroughly understood the martial arts of the holy religion!
If you put it on someone else.

Just relying on the unpredictable and fast-changing magic martial arts of the demon sect is enough to kill him on the spot.

but.

What it is facing is not a cat or a dog.

It's the leader of the Devil's Cult, no doubt the Holy King!

Seeing the demon hand approaching the door, Wang Ye twisted his body.

However, he saw that his palm turned and buckled, and instantly took off [-]% of the strength of Tianmo's hand.

Not only that, he turned his body to make a knife with his horizontal palm.

Go straight to the Tsing Yi scribes and cut them face to face!

!!!

Seeing this scene, the scribe in Tsing Yi opened his eyes wide and was terrified.

In desperation, he took half a step back abruptly.

bass!
With a soft sound, a strand of his hair was chopped off by Wang Ye.

so close!

Seeing the strands of hair falling down, the Tsing Yi scholar's heart sank.

It was only if he hesitated for half a minute.

In the next moment, it's not just the hair falling down!
"Good response..."

Just when he was shocked, Wang Ye's voice came: "Sensible, honestly tell me where your martial arts come from..."

"If not..."

"The next time it will be cut off, it will not be as simple as the hair!"

Said Wang Ye looked up.

There was a sharp and fierce glow in it.

Seeing Wang Ye's fierce light, the scribe in Tsing Yi frowned.

He glanced back.

After realizing that Bai Mingyu hadn't chased after him, a look of sharpness appeared in his eyes.

He looked at Wang Ye and said, "Since you want to know so much..."

"Why don't you go to the Senluo Palace and ask Yama King for clarification!"

As he spoke, he sprinted forward and stepped forward.

The palms of the whole person turned into claws, and they slammed towards Wang Ye's shoulders.

The speed of going is astonishing, extremely fast.

In just a moment, he came in front of Wang Ye, wanting to crush Wang Ye's shoulder.

"Take the cloud potential!"

Seeing this, Wang Ye said, "Interesting, this trick is not a martial art from the Demon Sect!"

"It's Shaolin's Dragon Claw Hand!"

"However, the flaw is also astonishingly large!"

While speaking, Wang Ye blocked the palm of the scribe in Tsing Yi in the area of ​​his right palm.

At the same time, he flipped his palm and pushed, instantly releasing his claws.

At the moment of resolving the move, Wang Ye repeatedly hit and eliminated.

At the same time, the body takes a step forward and pushes out the horizontal palm.

boom!
There was only a muffled sound, and the palm was pressed on the chest of the scribe in Tsing Yi.

Pushed horizontally with great force.

He flew his body upside down and crashed into a gate tower in an instant.

boom!
Only a muffled sound was heard.

The gate tower collapsed in an instant, stirring up a lot of smoke and dust.

(End of this chapter)