Martial Arts Breaking Nine Heavens

Chapter XNUMX The Dragon King’s Younger Son

Howling wind, bitter cold, all the martial arts present were all sucked in a cold breath.

One step on Yu Wenbo, the horrible means, the power of hiding the sky and covering the earth, and the momentum of Supreme, all merged together, giving a feeling of irresistibility.

“chi…”

Yu Wenbo’s head was torn suddenly, a rays of light rolled up quickly, carrying a million of glows and began to move away in one direction.

The light and shadow □□, with a humanoid mark on it.

That’s Yu Wenbo’s mysterious soul!

“Wang Zhongtong, save me!”

Yu Wenbo screamed screamingly.

Wang Chongtong’s complexion changed, inwardly shouted ‘damn’.

At this time, if this Ye Fantian stabbed Yu Wenbo ’s mysterious soul thoroughly, that ’s all, but now Yu Wenbo has not lost his own soul, and moved towards him for help. If he does n’t, he will be bound by Yu Wen ’s Aristocratic Family Blame.

At that time, even if his own family came forward for him, he would not be able to die.

“Damn!”

Heart whispered coldly shouted again.

“chi…”

The palms waved, and a stream of crystalline energy rolled up into a giant hand. The giant hand hiding the sky and covering the earth formed as if it were a rolling glacial river. Everywhere it went, everything was frozen.

Celestial Emperor shot.

The mighty spar rays of light are dazzling. The powerhouses present were all staring at their eyes, even Ye Fantian was not immune.

But just then, Ye Fantian’s body flew up.

This Yu Wenbo’s stay is a bane, and it is impossible for him to leave the other side’s mysterious soul.

“chi…”

One hand, the finger turns the sword, and points to the sky.

“Bang…”

Like a finger to open the sky, it turned into the pillar of the open sky, with infinite rays of light and thousands of blood energy surges on it.

The blood energy sprayed out, setting off an ancient trace.

“peng! ”

This finger hit the opponent’s giant hand, and the two energy hit each other together, making the most terrifying blasting sound.

But the two were deadlocked with each other, and they did not regress in the slightest.

Whatever, Ye Fantian wants this effect.

The body that arrived later was like the Great Roc Spreading Wings, grasping Yu Wenbo’s mysterious spirit fiercely.

“Damn asshole.”

Wang Zhongtong roared angrily.

“Let him go!”

Just when Wang Chongtong wanted to continue his shot, there was a crisp voice in Ye Fantian’s ear.

Although the sound was crisp, it carried a terrifying wave, such a wave that roared through the sky like a roar of the Wrath of the Divine Dragon.

Without checking for a moment, Ye Fantian immediately made a move, and a rolling Thunder Dragon riot was issued in his ear, which caused a sudden pain in his ear.

“hmph ……”

Roared low in his mouth.

There were no ketones on the fingers, and the rays of light on his body flickered, sketching incomparable traces of mysterious.

strength of Space.

Just a thought, everything is quiet!

This is the benefit of the strength of Space. Many mysterious envelops are beside Ye Fantian. They are the most mysterious traces, and then within a range of 1000 meters, they are in an absolutely static state.

“pu…”

Ye Fantian turned his palm, turned his palm into a knife, and cut it instantly.

“Do not……”

The screams screamed.

In an instant, the surrounding space was calm again.