Martial Arts Breaking Nine Heavens

Chapter sixty outfit

One palm!

Towering!

The moved towards Ye Fantian was suppressed, and the kings around Ye Fantian could not move at all, even the immovable being blocked by the momentum of the opponent, the rich and extreme breath was terrifying.

“broken!”

Ye Fantian didn’t seem to feel the same. He pushed forward unceasingly, and then in the horrified eyes of Martial King in the cloud, one palm slowly pressed against the other’s dantian, and his mouth shouted low:

“Four Elephant Seals!”

Pā pā pā 啪……

The four secret runes were created, and instantly turned into countless silk threads around the other’s body.

“what……”

In the screams of clouds, Martial King’s face was twisted fiercely, and the whole body’s body seemed to be trembling like a forcible deprivation of flesh and blood, and even the physical ability of this body was lost and completely collapsed. Unable to hold on to the ground.

Pā pā pā ……

Tian Zhiyu and Bai Aoqing and Chihuang broke away from the old Ancestor’s prohibition, and flew to stand in front of Ye Fantian, staring at the giant hand suppressed by the sky without fear.

“Laoyue Old Ancestor, we respect you as Senior and Martial Lord, but do n’t forget, my Master is also Martial Lord, Tibetan sword Martial Lord! He is quite optimistic about Ye Fantian. If you are planning to fight two monarchs or even If the war between the two nations begins, then do it! “

Tian Zhi Yu lightly saying.

“Hehe … Ye Fantian is my friend. It’s not my Chihuangzhuang style to see my friends being wronged!”

Chihuang Atheism is lightly saying, but I have spoken out all my sects. This Chihuang Atheism is not just that simple.

Chihuang Sect, Tibetan sword Martial Lord!

This is the existence of the Old Ancestor that cannot be underestimated. If it is annoyed, it may not be possible for him as a Martial Lord-level powerhouse. The palm of his hand that was suppressed for a while stopped in Ye. Fantian’s head was suspended like this, but the invisible pressure kept the kings’ faces constantly changing.

“Martial Lord, we came here for you. Couldn’t this Ye Fantian open the slaughter, don’t you care? What’s wrong? My cultivation base, what’s my cultivation base?”

When the Cloudy Martial King was roaring, he suddenly screamed in sorrow and indignation, and then the expression of unbelievable expression stared at Ye Fantian’s face with a faint expression of fear.

“What happened to my … my cultivation base?”

Ye Fantian lightly saying:

“Three-point Martial King … I have sealed your strength to the level of three-point Martial King!”

“You … seal me?”

Everyone’s faces changed in unison. Ye Fantian’s method was more vicious than killing him. A powerful martial arts officer who was at the level of Martial King was instantly transformed into thinking that he was only three points away. Although there is only a one-level gap, it is still as different as heaven and earth, especially since the other party has already been used to the Martial King-level lifestyle and the use of power, how tragic it is.

“You are so vicious!”

Yunzhi Martial King stared at Ye Fantian with a vicious look.

“Is that? I’m very kind compared to you. If it wasn’t for Old Ancestor’s sake, I would have beaten you to death. Where is your nonsense?”

“Hello … you’re fine …”

The roar of gnashing teeth in the mouth of the Martial King of the Cloud roared, but the acute pain on his body broke out again, causing his body to start shaking involuntarily.

“The matter of the Rongtian Kingdom and the Phoenix Dynasty, let this matter go. The whole sequence of events this Monarch has also been known. Although the fault is not in the gale dynasty, death is unavoidable and living crime is inevitable!”

Bang…

Sudden suppression with one palm!

Bang…

Pu…

Ye Fantian a mouthful of blood spurted out, and was hit by the opponent’s sudden palm. The internal organs of the whole person seemed to be severely damaged, and the body began to fall involuntarily.

“Brahma …!”

“stinky brat !”

“Laoyue Old Ancestor … Dare!”

Tian Zhiyu, Bai Aoqing and Chihuang atheism roared together.

“Hmph … the crime of great disrespect, this Monarch disciplined the Tibetan sword Martial Lord once!”

While speaking, the entire phantom was transpired for a while, but the next moment was disappeared without a trace. After the pressure of the kings disappeared for a while, I could n’t help but sucked in a cold breath. I saw Ye Fantian ’s body in front of them. It turned out that there were three imprints of three chi long imprinted on the ground, and Ye Fantian fell there. Although the breath still exists, it is enough to see from the painful posture of An that he is not injured.

The sakura lips of Blood Demoness nibbled slightly, a pair of cold eyes stared coldly at the void, and the cold color seemed to be seen through.

Unlike the Demoness of Blood, Lan Jiuyou’s face showed an extremely refreshing look, seeming to be quite satisfied with such things.

But no one has noticed that although Ye Fantian now looks miserable, his body is not damaged at all, but a little blood is flowing from the corner of his mouth.

“Today, for the time being, now that people have been rescued, there will be no resentment between our glory and the kingdom of the wind …”

After seeing the means of Ye Fantian, although it is said that the current Ye Fantian is suppressed by the Martial Lord-level powerhouse, it is still not something that they can resist, not to mention that there are not a few masters beside Ye Fantian, so There was only a reluctant reconciliation between killing Heavenly Martial King and breaking Heavenly Martial King.

Tian Zhi Yu was very unyielding and gave the other hand a break. It was a farewell to each other. Only the one side of the Martial King was full of unwilling expression, but no one would look at him at this time.

From the Martial King level to the three-point Martial King level, although no one knows what Ye Fantian used, but relying on this method alone is enough to make them have a great deal of fear. Feel it. From Martial King to three-point Martial King, this is no longer a member of their circle.

Even if Ye Fantian is suppressed by Naoyue Old Ancestor now, they still cannot be the object they can resist. I thought of the Martial King of the tragic wind, any Martial King-level powerhouse will not Xiao Xiao this high High rise teenager.

Soon this farce seems to be over …

And that Bloodness Demoness quietly glanced at Ye Fantian being taken care of by Tian Zhi Yu and the others, and a mysterious smile slowly rippling from the corner of his mouth, seems to be quite relieved …

All that remains is the Chihuang Atheism, the King of Mirrors, the Dragon-Tiger Martial King, and the King of the Land.

Annoying is a kick on Ye Fantian’s body, Tian Zhi Yu said slowly:

“Boy, don’t pretend to be dead.”

“Asura Martial King cannot …”

Chihuang Wushen just wanted to speak, but he did not expect that Ye Fantian, who was still spraying blood, suddenly stood up, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth slightly, and his face showed a refreshed gesture. Son, that look was clearly unharmed.

“I said … what’s the situation?”

Chihuang could not help but stunned expression.

“Hehe … no way … it’s not to give someone a face …”

Ye Fantian said with a laugh.

“This doesn’t seem to be the point.”

Even though the King of Mirror was so deep, he couldn’t help crying.

“The point is, you seem to be okay? You got the palm of Old Ancestor, the moon.”

Shouted Dragon-Tiger Martial King.

Indeed, for their Martial King class, the look-up is just like ordinary martial arts looking at their Martial King class powerhouse. The gesture is simply indescribable.

But Ye Fantian was beaten by Old Ancestor in the palm of his hand. Is there no problem at all?

“Hehe …… just pretend to be like, if not, how does this scene end? And the momentum is not small, if I continue to don’t give face, I am afraid this is really Will not end. “

Distant in this void space …

“Master … why didn’t Ye Yetian die?”

Ba Wushuang could not help asking.

There was a trace of deep hatred on that handsome face, as if there was a great hatred between Ye Fantian. As a genius, he was shrouded in a halo of genius from childhood, no one People dare to oppose him. Whether it is the status of the prince or the cultivation base, it is even more important that he is a discipline of the Martial Lord-level powerhouse. These identities are enough to make him ignore everything, at least in the Heiyu Empire. So it is.

But the appearance of Ye Fantian deeply penetrated his confidence, and completely lost and disappeared his pride and self-confidence, which made him bear it.

In this secret space, an old voice came out slowly:

“Wushuang, your idea is good, but do n’t forget, although I was promoted to the Martial Lord level, but this Martial Lord level is not the Martial Sovereign level, let alone the Martial Emperor level … If I can become a Martial Sovereign If it ’s a level, then of course you can ignore everything. It is not a problem to kill a small Martial King, but in this Imperial Court, Ye Fantian is Martial King, and it is the youngest Martial King in the entire Xuantian continent. Powerhouse, if I kill him, how many people will follow me? “

“Master means the Tibetan sword Martial Lord?”

Ba Wushuang’s face moved, and then quickly said.

“No … it’s not just him, Chihuang’s godless man is also firmly guarding this kid, haven’t you found out? Even the people in Yuhuage didn’t try their best, the proud young master I also know that the weight of Ye Fantian, if shot, is likely to cause a war between Martial Lord-level powerhouses! “

“Then the Master intends to let him go like this?”