Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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Dragon War casts a secret technique, so that all the Wang Wu combat skills he has cultivated have reached the state of Dacheng in a short time.

It's a pity that people are not as good as the sky. Under Xiao Ye's chance, he entered the martial arts realm. Many of Wang Wu's combat skills have really become great. All of their attacks have been resolved. After the time limit for Yixiang is reached, he naturally follows It fell out of a strange state.

Moreover, the sequelae of performing this anti-celestial mystery technique also revealed that his Wang Wuzhi's power was consumed by at least 80%.

So now in the face of Xiao Ye, who is gaining momentum, he will definitely lose.

"I... I admit defeat!" The dragon fell into the ring, and his clenched fists let go, as if he had lost all his strength at once.

It was a huge humiliation for him to enter the elite disciples for seven or eight years and be among the best elite disciples to say this to a newcomer.

"Is it confessed?"

"Where did your previous vigour go? Do you think my Xiao Ye is bullying if he wants to bully?"

"Even if you take the initiative to admit defeat, I will make you pay some price!" Xiao Ye Wenyan sneered, black hair fluttering, walking on the void, like a divine dragon fighting, fists broken for nine days, open A vast field.

"you……"

Long Zhan was frightened and angry. Unexpectedly, he confessed to defeat, and Xiao Ye refused to let him go.

He barely raised his hands, running Wang Wu's power to resist Xiao Ye's breaking sky fist, but at this moment, his Wang Wu's power was almost exhausted. Where could he be Xiao Ye's opponent?

Boom!

I saw a crisp sound, mixed with screams.

Blood spewed out of the mouth of the dragon battle, and flew down the ring like a sandbag, fell from the sky, hit the ground fiercely, and spewed out another bit of blood again.

At this time, he was extremely injured and his arms were bent into a strange angle. Obviously, he had been smashed by Xiao Ye with a punch, and the pain in the cone center distorted his face.

But the anger in his heart was more difficult to suppress than the pain in his body.

"Xiao...Xiao Ye, I have confessed. You dared to take action. You are defying the rules of the Holy Palace. You have to be punished!" Long Zhan lay on the ground, half propped his body, and shouted angrily. .

Jun Shitian sat on the seat, the wine glass in his hand was crushed silently, turned into powder, and fluttered down, and then made a glance at the elder of the imperial martial arts in the distance.

This elder of Emperor Wuwu had a very good relationship with him before.

Jun Shitian was trained as the next palace master, and naturally received a lot of crowds. This elder of the Emperor Wujing is one of them.

Seeing Jun Shitian's eyes, the old man nodded his head with understanding, then stood up and shouted at Xiao Yeli, "Yes!"

"Xiao Ye, Long Zhan and Ming Zhan have already conceded defeat, but you still use poisonous hands, and clearly do not put the rules of the Holy Palace in your eyes. You are really bold and you must be severely punished!"

The square was quiet, and many interested warriors showed interest on their faces.

If you look at it from this perspective, Xiao Ye is indeed losing money, and they have to see how Xiao Ye survived this crisis.

Xiao Ye, who landed on the ring, flicked the other side lightly with a strange look in his eyes.

This old man, who is actually a law enforcement elder in the Temple of Heaven, as a dragon warfare, naturally cannot let such a character stand up to speak, so needless to say, it must be Jun Shitian who is in the middle of doing ghosts.

"Oh? It turns out that Brother Long Zhan has already conceded, but unfortunately his voice is too low, I didn't hear it at all." At this time, Xiao Ye pretended to be in a sudden realization, and took a piece of Wang Jing from the space ring. , A hit, thrown to the dragon battle on the ground.

"Sister Longzhan, I'm really sorry. Who made you confess your voice so low, but it's also wrong to say that brother. This piece of Wang Jing was given to Brother and apologized as a courtesy." Xiao Yeren smiled harmlessly. Said.

As soon as this remark came out, there was silence in the square, followed by a burst of laughter.

"This child is really quick-minded. He didn't hear a word and pushed his responsibilities completely away!"

"Due deserves, who made the former disciple called Dragon Warfare really confess the voice is too small.

...

Many Imperial Martial Artists felt very interesting and laughed.

The laughter fell in the eyes of Long Zhan. He felt very harsh. When he saw Xiao Ye throwing a piece of Wang Jing in front of him, he was so angry that he had the urge to vomit blood.

And the elder Huang Wujing who spoke was frozen.

Xiao Ye's remarks put out the responsibility cleanly. He really couldn't find any words to fight back, so he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Jun Shitian for help.

"Okay, don't make a fuss!" At this moment, the holy palace master sitting on the sky island coughed and made the scene quiet for an instant.

"This showdown is Xiao Ye's victory. As for the Dragon War, he was finally attacked. The master of the palace also believed that Xiao Ye did it by mistake, so it is not a violation of the palace rules, and naturally there will be no punishment. Come!" Zhan Zhan, the master of the Holy Palace, glanced at Xiao Ye.

At this moment, his eyes were full of appreciation.

The battle that Xiao Ye played with the dragon just now was really amazing. Especially, the five kinds of Wang Wu's combat skills were cultivated to the point of great success. This made him amazed, and he paid more attention and satisfaction to Xiao Ye.

This feeling has only been brought to him by two disciples since he became the master of the Holy Palace.

One is Xiao Ye, and the other is Jun Shitian.

So seeing this elder of the Emperor Wuwu, looking for Xiao Ye's trouble, he naturally stood up and announced the result of this battle.

Seeing the holy palace palace lord talking for Xiao Ye, the elder of the emperor martial arts was full of helplessness, saluting respectfully and said: "Yes, just follow the palace lord's decree."

As for the dragon battle, Qi's whole body trembles. The holy palace prince made it clear that he was partial to Xiao Ye. He could only beat his teeth and swallow blood, and thought he was out of luck.

He climbed up embarrassedly, crushed Wang Jing, who threw Xiao Ye over with one foot, and then, holding his broken arm, he limped away from the central square, and he continued to stay without a face.

"This battle, I have gained a lot." Xiao Ye let out a sigh of relief and gave a grateful glance to the holy palace, with a smile on his face.

He did not need to use the power of two kinds of Wang Wu, he defeated the dragon battle that was one level higher than his cultivation. This sense of accomplishment could not be expressed in words.

"Xiao Ye, don't be too proud, you defeated the Dragon War, it's nothing at all, and after a while, I will naturally shoot you personally!" Just then, a cold voice came through the power of Wang Wu.