Chapter 2744

Zhao Yuanyang!

Representative of the city of the sky!

In recent years, I have never lost a battle with all the masters!

"Who else is dissatisfied? Come out together? " Ye Hao glanced at the audience and said faintly.

"Ye Hao, what do you mean?" Zhao Yuanyang was angry.

Ye Hao didn't put him in his eyes!

"Noisy." Ye Hao's robe sleeves swung.

A huge force smashed Zhao Yuanyang's whole body space.

Zhao Yuanyang's face suddenly changed.

The power of space gave him a sense of death.

He gave a big drink and waved his gun.

The spear is full of endless light, and wants to force this space.

But soon he found that he was unable to hold this space, and the space was broken inch by inch along the original track.

The white tiger in his crotch also felt the crisis. It opened its mouth and spewed out a soft glow, but then it was torn by the force of space.

"Break it for me." Zhao Yuanyang used all his strength, waving his spear to stab in front.

It doesn't help.

That space is horribly hard.

Even if Zhao Yuanyang used all his mana, he could not break the cage constructed by Ye Hao.

At this time, the power of space strangulation came to Zhao Yuanyang's side.

Poof!

Poof!

Zhao Yuanyang and white tiger spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

There was an uproar!

They didn't think that Zhao Yuanyang would lose, but who didn't expect to lose so quickly?

Ah!

Zhao Yuanyang roared bitterly.

He was so angry in his heart.

Before he appeared, he was full of ambition. He felt that even if he could not defeat Ye Hao, there would be no problem in drawing.

But Ye Hao waved his hand and trapped him with the skill of space.

Shame!

"Do you think I'm a bully in the sky city?" Seeing Zhao Yuanyang about to die in the space of Ye Hao, a beautiful figure appears in the air and says indifferently.

Ye Hao has not said what, ye Qianqian stood out, "my father is not what cat and dog can challenge."

"Do you know that you are provoking my city of the sky?" There is a chill on the delicate face of poetry and painting.

"Provocation, so what?" Ye Qianqian was tit for tat.

"Do you know the consequence of this saying?"

"Do you take your sky city seriously?" Ye Qianqian hehe said with a smile, "yanhuangzong doesn't compete with you in the sky city. Do you think our yanhuangzong is inferior to you?"

"Isn't it?"

"Why don't you ask your mother?"

Poetry and painting look at an old woman around her in disbelief, "what does Ye Qianqian mean?"

There was a look of evasion in the old woman's eyes.

"This one."

"What the whole kingdom knows, but you don't? Don't you think it's ridiculous? " Ye Qianqian laughs.

"Ye Qianqian, don't mistake yourself." At this time, a voice of indifference cut through the sky, and then a figure of my own respect appeared here.

Who is the Lord of the city?

"You dare to move a hair, I destroyed your sky city." Ye Hao said.

All the monks were stunned.

Then they got excited.

Is yanhuangzong finally going to collide with the sky city?

"You have to be able to do the same." In the eyes of poetry, there is a striking cold light.

However, when her eyes were still 10 meters away from Ye Hao, she was blocked by a layer of ripples. At the next moment, a pressure that was above all living beings filled a million miles.

The power of this oppressive force can suppress all ages;

the power of this oppressive force can suppress the heavens;

the power of this oppressive force can suppress everything.

The sound of poetry has been targeted.

She felt as if she was carrying an archaic mountain, and the pressure was still rising.

Within a few breaths, her face turned white and her whole body trembled like chaff.

"Ye Hao, do you dare to bully my mother?" Seeing this scene, poetry and painting rushed towards Ye Hao.

"No The poem sounds busy.

"I will." Ye Qianqian saw Ye Hao rushing to him, and without saying a word, he rushed over.

Ye Hao didn't stop it.

In recent years, ye Qianqian not only took the super three turn golden elixir, but also baptized Ye Hao in the earth blood of the mechanical world. In addition, ye Qianqian also got the origin of the taboo strong (the taboo strongman of the three demon domains severely damaged by dog Zun)

these made Ye Qianqian's combat effectiveness soar to the taboo situation."Ye Qianqian, this is what you want to die." Poetry and painting said, swinging his fist toward Ye Qianqian.

This is the fist that the king comes to the world;

this one is superior to the others;

this one is awe inspiring to the barbarians.

"Emperor boxing."

"The city of the sky's top boxing."

"It is said that even Zhao Yuanyang did not succeed in cultivation."

"Emperor boxing is said to be able to suppress all boxing."

When the friars around were shocked, ye Qianqian also blew out a blow.

With this blow, all the heaven and earth are broken, and the heaven and earth are occupied.

What a terrible blow?

Liuhe and Bahuang have been shaking since ancient times.

Everyone was frightened by the power of the blow.

"This - what kind of boxing is this?"

"Ye Hao seems to have used this boxing skill."

"I remember the name of this boxing is Liuhe Bahuang supreme boxing."

At this time, poetry and painting and ye Qianqian collided with each other.

It's like Mars hitting the earth.

The terrible shock wave made the monks around him retreat one after another.

Poetry and painting looked at Ye Qianqian's face changed.

Why?

Ye Qianqian's fist meaning is so great that she is about to wear it out.

In other words, she can't hold on.

How can I?

Is poetry and painting determined to defeat Ye Hao?

But now even ye Qianqian can't beat him.

One breath passed!

Two breaths past!

Three breaths are over!

With the passage of time, the boxing meaning of poetry and painting has been gradually worn out.

But poetry and painting would rather die than die.

"Ye Hao." The voice of the poem stares at Ye Hao.

Ye Hao this just opened a way, "Qian Qian, give her some lessons on the line."

Ye Qianqian slammed out a fist towards the front, and then retreated to the rear with the force of anti shock.

"Poetry and painting, you lose."

Without Ye Qianqian's mana support, Liuhe Bahuang supreme fist was smashed by poems and paintings in an instant.

"I didn't lose." Poetry and painting said they would rush towards Ye Qianqian.

"Poetry and painting." "You lose," he said

"Mother." Poetry and painting stamped their feet.

"If you lose, you have to recognize it." The poet said coldly, "what if you lose again? In the future, try to find the court. "

Poetry and painting eyes flickered for a while and then looked at Ye Qianqian, "Ye Qianqian, I will defeat you one day."

"I'll wait." Ye Qianqian's dimple is like a flower path.

Ye Qianqian did not say anything about cracking down on poetry and painting.

After all, they are half sisters.

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