The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 92 Unable to fight back
"stop!"

Some Fuyao disciples shouted.

Just when Yu Ming sneered, he swung his halberd, as if he wanted to give Fu Hua Zang a heavy blow, completely killing him.

At this time, a young man in white walked leisurely from a distance, looking a bit chic.

He attracted everyone's attention, even Yu Ming looked up.

"It's so lively."

Ye Mo looked at the scene in front of him. He seemed to have seen the handsome guy lying on the ground holding a sword. He turned his eyes to Yu Ming, then looked away, ignored him, and continued to walk forward.

"I don't know what the Holy Master asked me to come here for."

Ye Mo guessed in his heart that he gave himself a Nirvana Sutra last time, but he didn't know what he would give this time.

"Who is he, to ignore that killing god directly!"

The disciples of Fuyao were astonished. For the first time, they had expressions of admiration. In their eyes, Ye Mo glanced at the dilapidated scene indifferently, and then walked around the two people who were fighting, feeling extremely comfortable.

"This is a great man, but I always feel that I have seen him somewhere, where is it?"

A disciple of Daofeng muttered to himself.

It's no wonder they can't remember, Ye Mo left Fuyao Holy Land to go to Taichu Ancient Mine for several months, it's normal if he can't remember for a while.

"You dare to ignore me, very good."

Yu Ming's eyes showed a crazy killing intent, and he strode forward to take Ye Mo's life.

"Are you amazing? Why should I know you?"

Ye Mo was puzzled, the person in front of him was like a fool, he was murderous, maybe he deserved a beating.

"very good."

Yu Ming was extremely indifferent, he made a move, trying to kill Ye Mo, the halberd waved with wind, and cut a huge gap between the sky and the earth, shaking the universe, rumbling to kill!
The disciples on the side were shocked. They brought themselves into Ye Mo's situation, and they were afraid that they would be cut through in an instant!
"boom!"

There was a dull sound, and everyone fell into a state of confusion at this moment.

Ye Mo stretched out a hand, caught the halberd, and made a dull sound.

"what?"

"What kind of body is this?"

"Is this still a human being? Am I mistaken? Doesn't this person only have the realm of transforming a dragon?"

Countless disciples were shocked, and then there was a lot of discussion.

Ye Mo frowned, looking at Yu Ming in front of him, he was walking well, but this madman suddenly ran over and stabbed him.

"impossible!"

Yu Ming was already in a daze. He never thought that his domineering blow would be caught by Ye Mo with his bare hands. He looked like a madman, and he slashed out one after another. The black energy was overwhelming, which made people frightened.

However, all this was in vain, it just added a few inches of white marks to Ye Mo's hands.

"enough!"

Ye Mo slapped out with one palm, and Kunpeng soared into the sky, and sent Yu Ming flying horizontally. A big hole was punched out of his body, and blood poured out.

Everyone was dumbfounded, it was like an adult beating a child, without the ability to resist at all.

Yu Ming coughed up a big mouthful of blood, feeling extremely annoyed, his eyes almost burst into flames, as the arrogant of the Yuhua Dynasty, he didn't even have the ability to fight back.

He wiped away the blood and stepped forward. His vigorous body possessed a demonic quality, and he was so imposing that he even wanted to fight Ye Mo.

"Give up, even if I give you two hands, you can't beat me."

Ye Mo seemed to be kind and said, but in fact, he wished that this fool would rush up and be hanged and beaten by himself.

"You're not bad, Fuyao Holy Land is not as rubbish as I thought."

Yu Ming's words were flat, but his murderous intent was so high that he stretched out his big hand to grab Ye Mo. At this time, his true strength was just revealed.

At this time, Yu Ming's stature continued to grow, his black hair danced wildly, he was majestic and burly, his eyes were menacing, he swung Fang Tian's painted halberd, tearing apart the heavens and the earth, with incomparable bravery.

Ye Mo raised his hand, hitting Fang Tian's painting halberd trembling again and again, the sound pierced through gold and cracked rocks, resounding through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Ming sacrificed three gods, who were of the same origin and one body, regardless of each other.

"What a powerful person, the three gods born from birth can compete with the half-step power, and the gods born from the division can transform into men and women, which is no different from flesh and blood. It is impossible to see through it without divine eyes."

The onlookers felt cold, they didn't expect Yu Ming to hold back his hand when he was helping Hua Zang.

Ye Mo was fearless, he continued to deduce the magic of Yizi, saw through thousands of changes, found a thread of death, raised his hand to evolve Yin and Yang chaos, and beat the three gods to collapse.

In Ye Mo's eyes, Yu Ming's frightening body was as if made of mud, it would shatter when touched.

"boom!"

At this moment, Ye Mo appeared in the shadow of the Immortal King.

Visions such as the ten days facing the sky, the fairy king facing the nine heavens, the green lotus planted in chaos, and the picture of splendid mountains and rivers all appeared, blinding the eyes of countless people.

The sky is ninefold, a fairy king sits high on it, and I am the only one, and the yin and yang figure seals the sky. This area is like a piece of fairy land. Ye Mo's body is full of golden light, like a holy spirit, and then the sun and the moon shine together, which makes him like a real statue. fairy king.

Without any extra words, the big hands covering the sky covered the sky and the earth, the crushed void collapsed, the sky and the earth trembled, and the prestige of the innate holy body and dao womb erupted in an all-round way.

Every time Ye Mo took a step, the sky and the earth would shake for a while, with a terrifying and mysterious rhythm, which made many people's hearts almost jump out, and they were about to shatter.

Yu Ming could barely lift his head under this terrifying coercion, his eyes were full of horror, and he felt a deadly threat.

"Stop, don't move him!"

At this time, a figure directly broke through the void and came to rescue Yu Ming, which was the half-step power of Yuhua Shenchao.

He squeezed the divine seal in his hand, the power was shocking, and the aura was extremely violent. You could see a small tripod flying towards it, as heavy as a mountain, as if it could crush the earth, and strands of heavy aura rippling in the void around it.

In an instant, Ye Mo's pale golden pupils burst into divine light, and he stepped out, cracking the space, and the yin and yang energies evolved into thousands of dragons to attack and fight against the small cauldron.

"boom!"

There was a loud sound, and a gust of wind swept across the sky and earth, and it spread all over the world in an instant.

"boom!"

Then came the shocking explosion, which made people's soul tremble.

Ye Mogu's battle suit was on his body, and he was holding a fierce battle gun tightly in his hand. His whole body was glowing like a god, flowing with dreamy brilliance, shining brilliantly.

A shot pierced through the void, and went straight to the half-step power!

The body of the strong man exploded directly, almost dying!
"Whoever dares to stop will die!"

Ye Mo's black hair fluttered, like a demon god, extremely cold, calming everyone down!

"I remember!"

A disciple opened his mouth wide, and he looked at Ye Mo blankly with a look of surprise on his face.

"He's the one who eats soft food!"

He said aloud, his words full of shock.

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The people next to him looked dumbfounded, what happened to eating soft rice.

"You just say the name, how do we know who eats soft rice?"

Xuanfeng's disciple next to him said dissatisfiedly.

"His name is Ye Mo!"

The words shocked everyone, and all the disciples were in an uproar.

"Ye Mo?"

"The peerless arrogance of the saint who fought alone in the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory?"

As soon as this sentence came out, even the powerhouses of the Holy Master level in the hall were astonished. They all looked at Ye Mo with bright eyes.

It has long been heard that a man in the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory turned the tide and forcibly withstood the offensive of the saint and powerhouse, and now this outstanding man appeared in the Holy Land of Fuyao.

Maybe you can consider digging corners, after all, he shouldn't care about it after many years of friendship with the Lord Fuyao.

"Ahem. Stop it."

Holy Master Fuyao finally spoke, this old man finally spoke.

The old man in Tsing Yi twitched his lips, one sang bad face and the other sang red face, but he didn't expect Fuyao Holy Master to count everything.

Holy Master Fuyao wiped off the cold sweat behind his back, almost had an accident, but fortunately he was bored and buried an extra chess piece.

(End of this chapter)