Martial Arts Breaking Nine Heavens

Chapter XNUMX and Chapter XNUMX !!

This finger seems to be a finger of a rhinoceros, wherever it goes, all space is confined, and even if it is an opportunity to try to resist, Ye Fantian is not left. []

Ye Fantian did not expect that the opponent’s shot would be so tricky.

With a slight movement of his face, the body was about to move, but suddenly found that not only was the space confined, but the body was unable to move normally.

terrifying’s astral qi has thoroughly slammed everything around.

“Boy, die, die, no one can save you!”

“Don’t…”

An eager voice came, and Yanyu Jingentire group had quickly followed, and four of them, old men with skinny skins like the ten thousand years old tree, stood there quietly.

In the void, the mysterious atmosphere is obscure. Although the body has never expressed it, you can feel the terrifying energy of the riot.

But when they saw Yema God, the muscles on their faces changed together, and they seemed to be thinking about something.

“Jian, dare to fight me, you wait for me.”

Ye Wuyin cried fiercely, and looking at the concern of Yan Yujing’s pretty face, her anger began to become even more amazing.

There was even an idea to slap Ye Fantian to death, but this was only an idea. His strength was not enough to support him to achieve this wish.

“Old Ancestor, please save him!”

Yan Yujing begged loudly to the four old men.

“It’s hard!”

One of the old men couldn’t help saying with a bitter smile.

These four old men are the guardians of Canglan Mountain Villa. Unless Canglan Mountain Villa is facing the disaster, it will never appear.

The appearance of this time is also a last resort.

Their strength is only about the cultivation base of the 2nd Heavenly Layer in Taikoo Realm. Compared with the strength of Yema God, it is as different as heaven and earth.

Looking at Ye Fantian, who was suppressed by the Yema God, one of the bald old man sighed slightly, the robe fluttered, suppressing the smoke and rain Jing, lightly saying:

“You don’t want to go there. This Little Brat doesn’t seem to be defeated so easily. We can only guard here. That guy is not something we can fight against.”

When it comes to this, the faces of the four of them can’t help showing a lot of distress and rare shots, but once they appear, they find that they can’t defeat their opponents at all. This is such a hard thing.

Yan Yujing, the pretty face forced by the four, looked angrily at the Yema God that shot, and looked at Ye Fantian with endless regret and apology.

“Boy, did you see that? This woman will soon be mine. Do you have any last words? Now we at Night Clan are here, can you make any big waves?”

Ye Wuyi’s mouth sneered constantly.

“Noisy!”

The sneered whispered in his mouth, Ye Fantian, who seemed to be about to be penetrated by this finger, suddenly sneered.

A faint shouted in the mouth:

“Fire Flame Divine Armor!”

call……

Bang …! !!

The flames danced wildly on my body, and mysterious traces turned into boundless suffocation and fierce flames began to burn violently.

Fire Flame Divine Armor!

This is the cultivation technique taught to him by Hei Mao. It has always been an unparalleled existence. The flame of terror is more amazing than one can imagine.

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