Chapter 871

The space collapsed, and the other party's true power was clearly intended to suppress the disciple's life.

Under the power of terror, blood immediately leaked from the disciple's skin, and the seven orifices bled continuously.

His strength is only the double heaven of the bone refining realm. How can he be the enemy of the other party? He will press on him when he sees a palm.

A cold hum suddenly came out at this time:

"Hum... What a big shelf in Qingyun hall!"

A vigorous Qi lingering palm rushed to the world with amazing strength from hundreds of meters away!

Boom

Under the strong force, unparalleled energy suddenly began to explode with the contact between the two.

"Jie... I've been waiting for you for a long time, junior!!"

The cold and amazing cold laughter suddenly came out of the mouth of the head teacher of Qingyun hall.

Hiss

Ye Fantian's body seemed to shuttle between the ancient and the future, and appeared in front of each other in an instant.

When the robe shook, it turned into a dragon and rolled up quickly in a look that everyone couldn't believe.

The long sleeve full of vigorous Qi was moving at an uncontrollable speed. In a flash, vigorous Qi swept through the youth.

Boom

Throwing it out heavily, ye Fantian's body strength is amazing.

"Kill these wuweizong mole ants!"

The head of Qingyun hall, which was thrown out heavily, roared Da Sheng.

When Qi Qi went out, the disciple of Qingyun hall suddenly showed a ferocious look.

"Meow..."

The black cat's body swelled violently in a cat's cry.

He turned into a giant beast of ten meters. His claws were crazy and his powerful energy was continuously vented. He grabbed and tore a disciple of Qingyun hall in front of him.

"Hey, hey... This handsome guy, this suit on you is destined for me..."

The fat man said with a smile in his mouth.

"Have a fart fate!"

Looking at the fat man with an obscene smile, the disciple couldn't help shouting in his mouth.

"Hey, hey... Yes, fart fate is fate too... I'll take it, sir."

The huge palm seemed to extend like Miller, turned into a mountain and pressed down quickly.

In the original seemingly insignificant posture, he looked cold and smiled full of killing opportunities.

Poof

The disciple's body didn't even hum. He was patted into pieces by the other party's palm.

The black cat's claws are torn, and the mouth is not idle. During this time, it devours a master's body. The essence of the flesh and the energy of the mysterious soul are all his supplements.

"Young generation... This inaction sect is not something you should have. It's wise. Forget it. Get out of here right away. Otherwise, I'm not as easy to deal with as the idiot leader of inaction sect."

The leader of Qingyun Hall said with a sneer.

"Only sheep, you are really talking big. If you have the ability, come and fight for it yourself."

Ye Fantian was very clear about this guy's identity, so he called him directly.

The only sheep son's face showed a touch of ferocity and strangeness, but his body turned into a strange dark shadow and clapped seven or forty-nine palms continuously towards Ye Fantian's body again.

The wind contained in each palm took a ferocious and violent wave, which raised a layer of terrible dust in the hall.

Forty nine consecutive palms, each of which closely pieced together a gap in the space and completely closed everything around.

Ye Fantian seems to be completely surrounded by each other's 49 palms and become a cage!

"Break through all powerful forces with strength, and no one can stop me!"

Fist swing!

Hit hard!

Eyes full of confidence, invincible, supreme will, no one can stop!

"Die!"

Boom

The only sheep's body seemed to be a vented ball, which was heavily waved and flew in unbelievable amazement.

Click!!

The perfect cage formed by forty-nine palm forces was instantly shattered, making a sound like glass fragmentation.

After a period of closed door practice, ye Fantian now has a new understanding of his strength.

He has been promoted to the Ninth Heaven, and his strength and understanding of martial arts have entered a terrible state.

In such a state, his use and power of power have been greatly improved.

"Poof..."

In the severe pain of Dantian, a mouthful of blood has gushed out.

The only sheep looked at Ye Fantian in disbelief. He had been practicing hard for a hundred years before he entered the current magical realm, but he was punched and flew by the teenager in front of him, and even was about to face the fate of being humiliated by the other party, which made him naturally unable to calm down.

"I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced!!"

"I can't afford to lose... What if I'm not convinced? You're just a loser now!"

Ye Fantian's expression is so indifferent.

"Really? But I'm afraid not?"

In the expression of the only sheep son, he fiercely showed a touch of ferocity, and then waved his palms quickly.

Ye Fantian's face remained unchanged and waved his fist again.

"Five divine patterns!"

With unparalleled momentum, sharp power comes out of the rubbing air!

With this fist, ye Fantian is sure to kill the other party completely.

"Black crow gate, white tiger sect, magic palace... If you don't do it, I'm sure you'll be next!"

A shrill cry came from the one sheep's mouth.

The voice is sharp with terrible energy blessing, which is enough to be heard clearly in a range of tens of miles.

"Jie... Only sheep, why are you so angry? Aren't we here?"

Boom

The fist gang has been sent out!

But ye Fantian shouted to the disciples of wuweizong:

"Everyone, stay here..."

When the robe was waved, ye Fantian's body turned into a dragon and a tiger and soared into the air.

He was sure that his fist had not hurt the key of the only sheep, and there were three terrible energies to protect the only sheep.

The smoke and dust slowly went with the wind.

Four figures have appeared in front of Ye Fantian.

In addition to the only sheep he had seen for a long time, the other three were also extraordinary.

A man with a golden crown and a cold face is the Lord of the magic palace and the magic king.

The one around him is wearing a black crown, wrapped around a Python and wearing a robe made of black animal skin. The fierce color is particularly clear in a pair of triangular eyes. This person can know his identity simply from his alternative appearance. He is the head of the black crow sect and the old man black crow.

As for the last one, he ate fruit and carved his upper body with a white eyed tiger, which echoed with the terrible muscles on his body.

Ye Fantian got the identity of the other party from the original palm teaching memory of Wuwei sect - the leader of white tiger sect, flying white tiger.

"It's the four of you."

Ye Fantian said faintly.

"Boy, this inaction sect belongs to our friends. You not only killed our friends, but also deprived his sect. Don't you think you've gone too far?"

The voice of the black crow old man came out sharply and abnormally. This voice Rao was that ye Fantian had seen countless people, but after hearing this voice, he couldn't help but have a layer of goose bumps on his body.

"It seems that I don't need to discuss it with you. Open the skylight and tell the truth. I want to be clear about your relationship with the dead guy. I don't need you to explain it again. Either go away or die. It's a good choice."

"What a big tone. We have been practicing for 300 years, but we have never seen such a tone."

The old black crow smiled coldly.

"Three hundred years is just the strength of the divine realm. If I were you, I might as well hang myself on a rope."

Ye Fantian replied sharply.

The black crow old man's voice was dull for a while, and his face couldn't help turning red.

There are many people who have advanced to the magical realm at the age of 300. They are not genius, but they are not powerful. In this jiuxiao world, they can not be regarded as the object of ridicule.

But the old black crow didn't expect that he would be ridiculed one day.

How he is not angry.

"Boy... We don't want to talk nonsense with you. We don't want this Wuwei sect, but we have only one purpose to come to us today. You Wuwei sect won't enter the netherworld mine in the future. The original leader of Wuwei sect does have this qualification, but now he's dead. You're just an outsider with unknown origin and don't have this qualification."

"Youming mine?"

Ye Fantian's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

In this memory, I quickly found the memory of Youming mine.

But when he saw this string of memories, his heart couldn't help shaking.

Ye Vatican has never taken the memory of Wuwei sect as one thing, but now it is different. He clearly saw a kind of crystal memory in each other's memory. If he guessed correctly, it should look like xuanjing.

"This seems to be what I want to tell you. At the beginning, the old guy didn't have the ability and was suppressed by you, but now that I have become a leader, you'd better stay away from my netherworld mines. Otherwise, don't blame me for abolishing you..."

"Suppress him!"

The only sheep and the old black crow looked at each other and roared.

"It's long overdue!"

Ye Fantian said disdainfully.

The strength of this group is only the level of divine realm, and the highest is only the cultivation in the triple heaven. He didn't care about this group of people.

"Hold the mountain seal!"

Ye Fantian had been wary of these four people for a long time. At the moment when the other party shouted out, he had already shot.

"Five divine patterns!"

A towering Taigu holy mountain suddenly fell down with unparalleled momentum.

Although they are all experts in the magical realm, they have never seen such a strange mountain seal holding skill. How could they think that the other party would be so strong.

"Boom..."

Taiguo sacred mountain, with the blessing of this divine pattern, the power has increased by more than a hundred times. The original strength of Wanjun is unparalleled to the extreme at this time.