Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 1773 This is authentic!
One hit.

There was no joy on the face of the Tsing Yi scribe.

There is no other reason.

Because he only felt that his strength was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and nothing remained.

what? !

Feeling this, he lost his voice in surprise.

He never thought of it at this time.

The strength 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!

It's hard to be the person in front of you.

Born in the Demon Cult! ?
"hey-hey…"

Just when he was shocked, Wang Ye's chuckle came: "You don't think..."

"You are the only one who knows how to dissipate strength?"

"So, it's too contemptuous!"

!!!

Hearing such words, the scribe in Tsing Yi raised his head again.

But when he saw Wang Ye staring at him with straight eyes, it was full of teasing!
Seeing Wang Ye's smile, the scribe in Tsing Yi was shocked.

Subconsciously, he used his power and energy, making frequent moves.

A series of demon sect martial arts moves bloomed like flowers blooming.

Attacked towards Wang Ye.

however.

Before he could push these moves to the climax, he was stopped by Wang Ye and stopped in the middle.

Not only that.

Wang Ye's key points for each move are just right.

It's all at the time when the scribes in Tsing Yi are about to let go of their strength and want to vomit.

As such.

The scribes in Tsing Yi seem to have a lot of moves, but in fact they are extremely aggrieved and miserable.

"How could this be?"

At this time, the scribe in Tsing Yi was secretly surprised: "Why does every time he make a move, he hits the key points of my moves just right?"

"What is the origin of this person!?"

Just as he was thinking.

But Wang Ye's voice came faintly: "How dare you be distracted when facing the enemy?"

"Think your life is too long?"

!!!

Hearing such words, the scribe in Tsing Yi was shocked.

When he came back to his senses, he saw a sudden chill in the area of ​​Wang Ye's left palm.

With a flip of his palm, heat burst out.

Under the rotation of the two qi, it is like the rotation of yin and yang, twisting into a ball.

It slammed on the chest of the scribe in Tsing Yi!

boom!
Only a dull loud noise was heard.

The aura of the Tsing Yi scholar's body guard suddenly shattered, and Wang Ye Wuzhu's palm force drove straight in.

It flew upside down with its body, and it was being loaded into the artificial lake beside it.

In an instant, a water column rose into the sky, and the rockery in the lake collapsed.

Thousands of water splashes poured down.

It's like it's raining heavily!
Whoa!

As the water splashed down, the scribe in Tsing Yi jumped out of the water directly.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

There was a hint of horror in the eyes looking at Wang Ye.

That palm really hurt him just now!
"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye frowned in surprise.

This literati student in Tsing Yi slapped him raw head-on.

Still able to stand up.

"interesting…"

Thinking of this, Wang Ye said: "It seems that you want me much better than you think..."

"However, I still can't get on the stage!"

Said Wang Ye took a step forward, brushing out his palm.

hum!
In an instant, the rolling strength surged.

Like a sea tide, it blasted towards the Tsing Yi scholar.

Before the strength of his palm was reached, his strength had already pressed his cheeks to the point of pain!
I saw the palm force coming.

This green-clothed scribe has a bright aura, with his sleeves waving horizontally.

Suddenly a gust of wind rose.

Like the autumn wind outside the Great Wall, blowing past.

He wanted to neutralize Wang Ye's palm force.

"Able to learn how to clear wind and dispel evil spirits, you are talented!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye nodded and said, "Unfortunately not many!"

"Cleaning wind and transforming evil is only in its shape!"

"Mine is authentic!"

Said Wang Ye's body moved.

call!
In an instant, the breeze picked up.

The breeze is extremely warm and gentle.

Had to blow the hair fluttering.

However, as soon as the breeze came out, the breeze of the scribes in Tsing Yi suddenly disappeared.

As if nothing had happened.

Clear the wind and transform the evil spirits, and return to nothing!
what? !

Seeing this, the scribe in Tsing Yi was dumbfounded.

It never occurred to him that he had studied this move in closed doors for many years.

This time, the first time he used it, he was completely dissipated by Wang Ye in front of him!

Not only that.

There is no clear wind and evil spirit to eliminate the palm strength.

Wang Ye's rolling palm came head-on, impartial, and hit the chest of the scribe in Tsing Yi!

boom!
With a muffled sound, the force of Wang Ye Gungun's palm was imprinted on his chest.

It caused his body to tremble violently, and blood spurted wildly.

Like a kite with a broken string, it flew backwards.

But Rao is so.

Wang Ye still has no intention of giving up.

He followed like a shadow, leaning towards the front, and directly followed the scribe in Tsing Yi.

At this time, the scribe in Tsing Yi was injured and suffering pain, and was about to turn around and land on the ground.

Suddenly, a bad wind was coming towards him.

When he looked up again, Wang Ye was already attacking him!

Looking closely, Wang Ye used no other moves.

It is the big demon hand!

"The big demon hand?!"

Seeing this, the scribe in Tsing Yi said in surprise.

"wrong!"

Wang Ye grinned and said, "It's the authentic Great Heavenly Demon Hand!"

"Compared to your half-baked martial arts..."

"Today, I will let you see what is called the orthodox sacred teaching!"

Speaking of which, Wang Ye's strength was even more powerful.

The great demonic hand rolled towards him with a surge of demonic energy, and went straight to his chest!

Seeing this scene, the scribe in Tsing Yi gritted his teeth.

He pushed the Heaven-shocking Great Reincarnation Seal to the extreme, and pushed his palms horizontally, dissipating most of the strength of Wang Ye's Great Heavenly Demon Hand.

But Rao is so.

The billowing devilish energy rushed towards his face, shaking his body's essence and blood surging.

Couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again.

At the same time, he stared at Wang Ye with a hint of horror in his eyes.

Knowing all kinds of martial arts from the Demon Sect...

It will also be a big demon hand and Qingfenghuasha...

Calling the Demon Cult the Holy Cult.

Can do this step, only one person!

That is Shengjun!
Thinking of this, the scribe in Tsing Yi exclaimed: "You are the Holy King?!"

"so smart!"

Hearing this, Wang Ye grinned: "One guess is right!"

"As a reward, I'll let you see what the authentic Great Rebellious Zhuxin Palm is!"

At this point, Wang Ye's palms were black and red with energy.

The palm of the whole person turned over and pushed horizontally again.

A black and red palm rolled out, directly hitting his chest!

puff!
In an instant, blood gushed from the mouth of the scribe in blue, and his body flew backwards like a shell that had been unloaded.

While flying upside down.

He only felt that his whole body was in severe pain, 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, and his skills are extremely powerful..."

"It's unwise for me to fight hard with him..."

"Let's run away first!"

As he spoke, he forcibly suppressed the sore spots on his body and the surging blood.

The whole person jumped up high with the strength of his palm, and fled towards the outside of the city!

"Want to go!?"

Seeing this, Wang Ye sneered: "If you can escape from me today..."

"I write the word Wang horizontally!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye flew up and chased after the scholar in green.

Its speed is amazing!
(End of this chapter)