Chapter 600

One palm!

Sky and earth!

Sheng Sheng suppressed it towards Ye Vatican. The kings around Ye Vatican could not move at all, and even could not move because they were blocked by each other's momentum. The extremely rich breath was very shocking.

"Broken!"

It seemed that ye Fantian didn't feel the same. He pushed forward. Then in the frightened eyes of the king of cloud, a palm slowly pressed on each other's Dantian and whispered:

"Four elephant seal!"

Pop pop

The four mysterious runes came into being, instantly turned into countless silk threads and wound around each other's body.

"Ah..."

In the shrill scream, the face of King Wu of cloud was violently twisted, and the whole body seemed to be forcibly deprived of flesh and blood. It trembled and twitched, even without the support ability of the body, and completely fell to the ground and couldn't support it.

Pop pop

Tianzhiyu, Bai Aoqing and Chihuang together broke free from the prohibition of the old ancestor of fishing for the moon, flew to stand in front of Ye Fantian and stared at the giant hand suppressed from the sky without fear.

"Laoyue, we respect you as an elder and a king of Wu, but don't forget that my master is also a king of Wu and a king of Tibetan sword! He is very optimistic about ye Fantian. If you plan to fight for the two kings and even the war between the two countries, just do it!"

The feather of the sky said faintly.

"Ha ha... Ye Fantian is my friend. It's not my Chihuang sect's style to see my friend wronged!"

Chihuang Wushen said faintly, but he said his sect door. This Chihuang Wushen is not just so simple.

Chihuang sect, Tibetan sword Wu Jun!

This is the existence that Laozu Laoyue can't underestimate. If he gets angry, he may not be able to deal with it as a strong man at the level of Wu Jun. for a moment, the suppressed palm suddenly pauses on Ye Fantian's head, which is suspended, but the invisible pressure still makes the faces of the Kings change constantly.

"Lao YUEWU, we're here for you. Don't you care if ye Fantian opens the killing? What's the matter? What's my cultivation, what's my cultivation?"

When the king of cloud was roaring, he suddenly screamed with grief and anger, and then stared at Ye Fantian's face with an unbelievable look of fear.

"My... What's the matter with my cultivation?"

Ye Fantian said lightly:

"Three points of King Wu... I have sealed your strength to the level of three points of King Wu!"

"You... Sealed me?"

The faces of the people changed together. Ye Fantian's method was more vicious than killing him. A powerful martial artist at the level of King Wu suddenly thought that there was only one-third of the level of King Wu. Although there was only one level difference, it was a big difference, In particular, the other party has been used to the king's way of life and the use of power. What a tragic thing.

"You are cruel!"

The king of cloud stared at Ye Fantian angrily and roared.

"Really? Compared with you, I'm already very kind. If it weren't for the sake of Lao Yue, I would have killed you. Where else can you talk like this?"

"Hello... You're fine..."

The king of cloud's mouth clenched his teeth and roared, but the sharp pain broke out again, making his body shake involuntarily.

"Let's stop the matter about Rongtian Kingdom and Huangzhi Dynasty. I already know the whole story. Although the fault is not in the Dafeng Dynasty, the capital crime can be avoided and the living crime can't escape!"

Boom

The power of one palm was suddenly suppressed!

Boom

Poof

Ye Fantian's blood gushed out with a mouthful. When he was hit by the other party's sudden palm, the whole person's internal organs seemed to have been seriously damaged, and his body began to fall involuntarily.

"Brahma...!"

"Smelly boy!"

"Laozu fishing for the moon... Dare you!"

Tianzhiyu, Bai Aoqing and Chihuang roared together.

"Hum... The crime of disrespect, the emperor who hid the sword and the martial king was well disciplined once!"

While talking, the whole phantom steamed for a while, but disappeared without a trace the next moment. After the pressure on the kings dissipated for a while, they couldn't help taking a breath. In front of them, ye Fantian's body was surrounded by a three foot long brand mark deeply imprinted on the ground, and ye Fantian fell there, although the breath still existed, But from Ann's painful posture, it can be seen that he is seriously injured now.

The cherry lips of the blood witch bit slightly, and a pair of cold eyes stared at the void. The cold color seemed to see through.

Different from the blood witch, LAN Jiuyou's face showed a refreshing look, which seemed to be quite satisfied with such things.

But no one found that although the leaf Brahma looked miserable now, there was no damage to his body, but a little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"This is the case for the time being. Since people have been rescued, there is no resentment between Rongtian Kingdom and Dafeng Dynasty..."

After seeing ye Fantian's means, although it is said that ye Fantian has been suppressed by the strong men of Wujun level, they still can't resist. What's more, there are not a few experts around Ye Fantian. Therefore, there is only a reluctant reconciliation between the king of killing heaven and the king of breaking heaven.

Tianzhiyu is very ungrateful and bows his hands with the other party. It can be regarded as saying goodbye to each other. Only the king of yunzhiwu on one side looks unwilling, but no one will look at him at this time.

From King Wu level to one-third of King Wu level, although no one knows what means Ye Fantian used, simply relying on this means is enough to make their hearts have a considerable sense of fear. From King Wu level to three-point King Wu, this is no longer a member of their circle.

Even now, ye Fantian was suppressed once by the old ancestor of fishing for the moon, but he still could not be the object they could resist. Considering the tragic death of the king of wind, any king of Wu would not underestimate the rising young man.

Soon the farce seemed to end like this

And the blood witch quietly glanced at Ye Fantian who was being taken care of by tianzhiyu and others. A mysterious smile slowly rippled on the corner of her mouth, which seemed to be quite relieved

The only people left are the Chihuang Wushen, the king of mirrors, the king of dragon and tiger and the king of hell.

Ye Fantian's body is a foot, and Tian Zhiyu said slowly:

"Boy, don't pretend if you're not dead."

"King Shura Wu cannot..."

Chihuang Wushen just wanted to speak, but what he didn't expect was that ye Fantian, who was still spraying blood, suddenly stood up, slightly wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face showed a refreshing attitude. That way, that look, it was clear that he had not been hurt at all.

"I said... What's the situation?"

Chihuang said with a stunned look.

"Hey, hey... There's no way... It's not to give someone face..."

Ye Fantian said with a smile.

"This doesn't seem to be the point."

The king of the mirror even though he was so deep, he couldn't help shouting.

"The point is, you seem to be all right? You were slapped by the old master of fishing for the moon."

Dragon tiger king Qi Qi shouted.

Indeed, for their Wuwang level, that kind of look up is just like ordinary Wuxiu looking at their Wuwang level strongmen. That kind of posture can't be described in words.

But after ye Fantian was slapped by Laozu Laoyue, there was no problem at all?

"Hehe... Just pretending. If not, how will this scene end? And the limelight is not small. If I continue to give face, I'm afraid I won't end."

Far away in this empty space

"Master... Why don't you chop Ye Fantian to death?"

BA Wushuang couldn't help asking.

There was a trace of deep hatred on that handsome face, as if there was a great hatred with Ye Fantian. As a genius, he was shrouded in the aura of genius from childhood. No one dared to oppose him, whether in his status as emperor or in his cultivation, it was more because he was a disciple of a strong man at the level of Wujun, The cover of these identities was enough for him to ignore everything, at least in the Black Jade Empire.

But the appearance of Ye Fantian deeply pierced his confidence and made his pride and self-confidence completely lose and disappear, which made him how to stand.

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

"Unparalleled, your idea is good, but don't forget that although I was promoted to the level of Wujun level, this Wujun level is not Wuhuang level, let alone Wudi level... If I can become Wujun level, of course I can ignore everything. Killing a small Wuwang is no problem, but in the Dafeng Dynasty, ye Fantian is the king of Wu, and And he is the youngest Wuwang level strongman in the whole Xuantian continent. How many people will stare at me if I kill him? "

"Shizun refers to the king of Tibetan sword?"

Bully matchless's face moved and said quickly.

"No... it's not just him. Chihuang's godless people are also firmly protecting the boy. Don't you find that even the people of Yuhua Pavilion don't do their best. The proud little Pavilion leader knows that ye Fantian's weight, once he does it, is likely to cause a war between Wujun level strongmen!"

"The master is going to let him go like this?"