Galaxy Sword Emperor

Chapter 1108 Broken Your Arms
Ye Mo also shifted his gaze to Zong Yue, and said hesitantly: "With this kind of arrogance, go out and send it out to the invading Saint Star Clan. I give you a thumbs up and respect, but here I am towards you!" A boy is aggressive, have all the four major families degenerated to such a degree?"

After hearing Ye Mo's words, Yao Zongyue's face changed slightly.

This detail happened to be seen by Ye Mo, and he said disdainfully: "I wonder why you came back in such a hurry, it seems that you have met the Shengxing family, but judging by your appearance, you shouldn't have made a move. He fled back with his head, hmph, a character like you is not even qualified to let me take action."

"You bastard!" The other person beside Yao Zongyue immediately yelled, although what this kid said was true, the young master did see a large number of strong people from the Saint Star clan and fled back without looking back.

However, seeing the young master's ugly face at this moment, and the fact that he is completely dependent on Yao Zongyue to get where he is today, naturally he can't watch his master be humiliated.

Immediately snorted coldly: "The young master took the two of us to wander in the camp of the Saint Star Clan, and assassinated a strong man in the extraordinary realm and two immortals, and then calmly withdrew. What are you? How dare you propose question!"

Sure enough, Yao Zongyue seemed to be used to this, his face softened a little, and he looked at Ye Mo with cold murderous intent: "You came from the ancient galaxy?"

Ye Mo ignored Yao Zongyue, but turned to the disciple and said, "I can't see that you still have this ability. This time, among the members of the Saint Star clan, every team has saints sitting in command. With your cultivation Still want to assassinate? I'm afraid that the saint will find out before he gets close, and he's talking nonsense here without shame!"

Speaking of this, Ye Mo shook his head, with a look of hating iron but not steel, and then said slightly: "I really didn't expect that this magnificent sanctuary has fallen to such a point."

After finishing speaking, he turned to the boy and said, "You take me to the elder now!"

But the boy didn't dare to move, although he was respectful to Ye Mo before, but that was without the presence of Young Master Yao, and with his eyesight as a boy, he naturally knew who was the stronger side in front of him.

Although Ye Mo did not hesitate to fight with the other party and injured Yao Zongyue's subordinates to help him, but if he leaves now, I am afraid that this knot will never be untied.

So the boy's face was very ugly, his body was trembling, but he didn't dare to answer Ye Mo's words.

Yao Zongyue snorted coldly behind him: "Does he dare to leave with you? Hmph, without my order, do you think you can leave? Or can he leave?"

"Ninth brother!" At the same time Yao Zongyue's eyes flickered and murderous intent flashed, another figure projected towards this side from far and near, and said with a smile: "Father knows you are back, let me come to pick you up ,what?"

Just as he stood still, he felt the tense atmosphere between the two sides. He couldn't help but frowned and looked towards Ye Mo.

"Sixth brother, you came at the right time!" Yao Zongyue said with a smile: "This kid came from the ancient galaxy, and he hurt my subordinates as soon as he came in. Please ask the sixth brother to be a witness. I am not bullying him. If my subordinate is injured, he will pay you back double, I only need his two arms, this life, let's keep it!"

The sixth son Yao Zongsheng nodded: "Another person came from the ancient region of Xinghe, be careful, don't leave any clues, they have some elders here, don't cause any trouble."

Yao Zongyue nodded: "Don't worry, it's just a clown who can't make any big waves."

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved, and suddenly a seven-color folding fan burst out from his palm. Every fan bone was shining with the light of seven-color colored glaze, and the breath of a saint flowed in it, and it was not the breath of the same saint.

"Each of these fan bones is polished from the bones of a saint. There are a total of twelve fan bones, and they have the breath of twelve saints. They are really a good magic weapon!" Ye Mo thought to himself.

Almost at the same time, a look of contempt flashed in Yao Zongyue's eyes, and with a sweep of the palm of his hand, a terrifying aura surged out immediately, and the surroundings were filled with dazzling and colorful lights.

A total of twelve beams of light formed twelve sky-reaching giant pillars, descending from the sky, and finally formed a huge prison, directly enveloping Ye Mo.

"Sure enough, with the breath of the twelve great saints, as I guessed before, although it is only the realm of saints and has not yet reached the realm of saints, the breath flowing in these twelve beams of light is still extremely terrifying!"

Ye Mo secretly judged in his heart, and his eyes kept falling on the twelve beams of light around him, analyzing the mystery.

He was so sluggish and didn't see any movement, but in Yao Zongyue's eyes, he was extremely disdainful. He was supposed to be suppressed by the breath of the fans of the twelve saints, and he couldn't gather together to counterattack at all.

Immediately snorted coldly: "If I had known this before, why did I open my mouth and bring disaster to myself? But don't worry, I won't kill you, as long as you have two arms!"

"Hoo!" The twelve beams of light suddenly tightened, trying to completely control Ye Mo.

At the same time, Ye Mo's eyes flashed brightly, and his aura swarmed out in an instant. Ye Mo's strength has only reached this level after groping through countless battles, coupled with chance and coincidence.

How can the fighting breath in his bones be compared to these pampered sons and brothers in front of him?Therefore, almost at the moment when his Transcendent breath was released, the terrifying force immediately rolled back.

Forced by his aura, the twelve holy beams of light trembled violently, as if showing signs of collapse.

Yao Zongyue, who was originally high-spirited, felt the terrifying counter-shock force transmitted by the fan of the Twelve Saints at the same time, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Then, he saw a slender arm protruding from the gap between the beams of light of the twelve saints. It was as fast as lightning, and before he even had time to react, he was grabbed by the throat.

"Boom..." The beam of light exploded, and Yao Zongyue looked at the face with icy eyes that was close at hand, his eyes were full of inconceivable horror.

I am a direct disciple of the Yao family, ranked ninth, and reached the extraordinary realm at a young age, but how can a native of the ancient galaxy be stronger than me?

His strength is also in the Transcendent Realm, but why is he stronger than himself who was born in the sanctuary, breaking the shackles of the twelve saint fans with just one move, and capturing himself in one fell swoop?

Yao Zongyue still couldn't figure it out, and Yao Zongsheng, the sixth son behind him, couldn't understand either. Ye Mo's strength made him feel ugly.

Although he was at the same level as Yao Zongyue, Yao Zongsheng's actual combat power surpassed that of his ninth younger brother Yao Zongyue, but the extent of the excess was very limited.

If the two were to fight, if they wanted to tell the winner, they might have to use a hundred moves. However, the seemingly inconspicuous young man on the opposite side defeated the ninth brother with just one move.

In this way, if he goes up, he must be humiliating himself. When will such a terrifying young person appear in the ancient galaxy?

"Your Excellency is merciful!"

Seeing Ye Mo's murderous intent, Yao Zongsheng had no doubt that Ye Mo would kill the ninth brother immediately, so he immediately said: "I believe that you have other things to do when you enter the sanctuary. Zong Yue is directly related to the ninth disciple. If you die because of you, I'm afraid the follow-up matters will not be easy to deal with!"

Ye Mo turned his head and gave Yao Zongsheng a sideways glance, and then said with a smile: "A direct disciple of the Yao family? What can I do? It was just now that he kept saying that he wanted to break my hands!"

"But you're right, he didn't intend to hurt my life, and I won't hurt his life today, but there's no need to keep these two arms!"

The sound of bone shattering was mixed with Yao Zongyue's miserable screams, and it spread to nowhere, which made people's hair stand on end.

Ye Mo threw away Yao Zongyue's crooked body and the Twelve Saints fan in his hand: "Forgive others and forgive others, you are not yet at the level where you can be rampant!"

Yao Zongsheng looked at Ye Mo with flickering eyes. This kid actually dared to make a move. He was really hostile, but he was a disciple cultivated by some force.

While thinking about it, several figures suddenly landed in front of everyone, looking at Yao Zongyue who was lying on the ground and screaming in pain, his face became gloomy!
(End of this chapter)