Recklessly push the heavens

Chapter 27

It turned out that Wang Tianwei often added fuel to Xueying's hands on weekdays, deliberately letting his blood corrupt his predecessor Ye Wei, increasing the pain of his predecessor and acting as a torment.

At this moment, Ye Wei finally broke out!
"Heartbreaker!"

Up and down the arena, I saw a black handprint rising from Ye Wei's hand!

Wang Tianwei's ever-changing claws stopped abruptly in mid-air, his chest collapsed suddenly, and his back exploded immediately!

"Innate true energy! It turned out to be the innate palm technique! Ye Wei, you hid it so deeply!" A wave of regret rose from Wang Tianwei's heart. Ye Wei's strength was completely beyond his imagination.

It's a pity that the rapidly passing vitality is already telling him that it's too late.

"Senior Brother Wang, I haven't tried hard yet, why are you lying down? Hold on!" Ye Wei felt the gratitude from his predecessor Cannian, and mocked Wang Tianwei without sincerity.

Relying on the vitality in the blood shadow's hand, Wang Tianwei did not die immediately, but he wished he could die quickly.Because what will happen next is the great horror.

"Because we agreed," Ye Wei raised both hands at the same time, making fists, "I'm going to beat you to pieces!"

Ah, beat, beat, beat———————————

Ye Wei's hands, like two pile drivers, turned into two afterimages, continuous crazy output——

What is the effect of the crazy thrash bombardment with no output on the flesh and blood?
Tomatoes will become ketchup, peppers will become chili sauce, peanuts will become peanut butter, soybeans will become soy sauce, birds will become bird sauce...

"vomit!"

"Is this the magic method?"

"Why should I come to watch the battle!"

"The arena...is dipped in sauce...you can eat it."

"Ouch...I vomit...I don't want to eat! I want to compete with you in the arena of life and death!"

"Go up, vomit!"

The exaggerated performance of the disciples was all because Ye Wei on the ring beat the opponent into an indescribable smudge.

Ye Wei looked at his hands: "So my hands can be so fast? Is it the reason why the thirteenth Taibao practiced the boy's skill of golden bell cover horizontally? Maybe I haven't developed the power of heart-breaking palm to the extreme."

A martial arts competition made Ye Wei realize that he can still be stronger!
When Ye Wei came back to his senses, he saw a wretched figure in the crowd fleeing crazily.Wang Tianwei, who is known as the plague chicken, dares to stay at the 480 peak when he sees Ye Wei's explosive output ability.

"Wen Chulin, where are you going?" When Ye Wei spoke, not only Wen Chulin was frightened, but even a group of disciples who hadn't given Ye Wei a good look at the beginning were trembling, for fear that Ye Wei would find him. They liquidate.

"Whoever throws Wen Chulin up, I can forget about the past."

"You guys, what are you doing? Ah! Oh...uh..."

Wen Chulin, who had already escaped far away, was beaten bloodied by a group of outer disciples, and dragged back by his legs.

Bang, Wen Chulin was thrown into the ring.

Wen Chulin was lying on the ground, trying to rub against the edge of the ring step by step.

"Think about it?" Ye Wei took a light step forward, stepping on Wen Chulin's hand.

Wen Chulin struggled and begged for mercy: "Ye Wei, I was wrong, please forgive me...Your lord has a lot, just treat me like a fart!"

"Trash." Ye Wei didn't even look at Wen Chulin, and hit Wen Chulin to death on the ring.

Under the arena of life and death, a group of Demon Sect disciples felt chills in their hearts when they saw Ye Wei's towering and terrifying figure.

Ye Wei looked at the disciples at his feet indifferently, waiting quietly.

Sure enough, not long after, an old man with a cold face in a black robe walked into the martial arts training ground. This person is the housekeeper of 480 Peak: "Ye Wei! The peak master asked you to go to the Golden Summit to meet him."

480 Peak Golden Summit, Moyun Temple.

When Ye Wei stepped into the hall, he saw only one slovenly old man in the hall.

Although Ye Wei, who is a handyman's disciple, doesn't know him, he knows that this old man must be Li Wujiu, the leader of the 480 peak.

"Ye Wei, a handyman disciple, has met the peak master."

"Ye Wei, you are guilty!"

Li Wujiu spoke suddenly, with a very sharp tone.

In Ye Wei's eyes, it seemed as if a bloody hand was rising from the other party's body, like a big hand covering the sky and covering the sun, and it was about to take him down in the next moment.

"This bloody hand shadow? Is it innate qi? Or is it something else?" Except for Li Wujiu, in this world, the highest level person Ye Wei has come into contact with in his life is only Wang Tianwei, an inner sect disciple of the acquired eighth level .It is said that before the age of 15, one is qualified to become a true disciple.In other words, the realm of martial arts that Ye Wei knew would be broken after he was born.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be so talented. You practiced a mutilated Thirteen Taibao horizontal training golden bell cover to great success. No wonder you can easily kill that trash. The horizontal training is innate, and when it is formed into a dragon and tiger golden elixir , but it can save a lot of hard work in refining the evil spirit." But Li Wujiu turned around, with a scrutinizing expression on his face, neither angry nor happy.

"It turns out that the realm above the innate is the golden core? Do you need to condense the astral to refine the evil spirit?" Li Wujiu's casual words made Ye Wei imagine the next realm.

"Hey, it really is a demon sect, and the dead disciples can only be trash. Wang Wei, a pre-true disciple, is really nothing." Hearing that Li Wujiu called Wang Tianwei a trash, and he was a congenital descendant. Realm relaxed and told without any scruples, Ye Wei's mouth was slightly raised, and his heart was determined.

"Laughing?" Li Wujiu's expression was still neither happy nor angry, but at this moment, the entire golden dome suddenly darkened, the air was almost frozen, Ye Wei felt as if a huge boulder was pressing on his head, he couldn't move, he was panting not on.

"Master, please accept my apprentice's bow!" Ye Wei raised his spirits, bowed his hands to Li Wujiu.

"You are clever, let me tell you, before you came up, I had already killed the deacon of this peak." Li Wujiu said casually, but it shocked Ye Wei who thought he was decisive in killing again.

"Those who can rely on external skills to gain direct access to innate talent can't be achieved unless they are extremely talented. This kind of blind deacon is not worth mentioning. It's okay, kill me as a preparatory disciple and send me a horizontal practice innate talent. There is still room for merit and demerit. This kind of kung fu is passed down. You, find a place on the top of the golden roof to practice." Li Wujiu casually threw out a secret book and disappeared.

Finding an open space at random, Ye Wei opened the cheat book and found that there was no handwriting at all.

In doubt, a burst of dizziness struck.

"Find the martial artist's divine sense, do you want to read it?"

"Read."

"Innate Martial Arts Yan Luo Ten Ways entered into the system arsenal, matching 500% with the host, do you want to learn it?"

"Ten Ways of Yama?" Ye Wei browsed through the system, as if he had discovered big gold mines.

"The Ten Paths of Yama, respectively, the mao of Zhengong is the wind and thunder and thunderbolt legs, the noon of Ligong is the blazing hand, the unitary of Dui palace is the exquisite heart, the official of Xun is the liver of Hengshi, the palace of ugliness is the diamond lung, the palace of Qian and the palace of the underworld is worry-free spleen, There is no leaking kidney in Kangongzi, Kungong springs and train intestines, the three-way body of Qianyuan and Kunyu, and the ghost body of Youdu Luofeng."

(End of this chapter)