Chapter 367： Black Blood Temple Moxie

On the battlefield ...

Beacon's face became harder and harder to look at. In the last session, he and Zhan Wou-ki were still in the same ranks, but he still lost. Now, the other side ’s breakthrough is a higher level than his, which is ... fart!

However, after all, it is one of the top ten geniuses.

"Flame the palm of the world!"

The next moment, the fierce violent fire broke out in the eyes of Mou Kou, and suddenly he shot it with one palm. Suddenly, the endless fire waves erupted and gathered into a huge and immense palm print.

Even if you lose, you have to ... defeat!

"Too weak, one punch is enough!"

Seeing the palm print banging, Zhan Wou-ki chuckled, lifted his right hand, and threw a punch.

"Hong Tian Shen Quan!"

Golden fist prints are like dazzling light falling from the sky, dazzling like a golden thunder light.

All the waves of fire were scattered, and the huge palm prints burst instantly, bursting through, and rushed to the front of the fire.

Woo!

Beacon Kou's body collapsed without hesitation, and the whole body was raging with anger, and fireballs were pushed out layer by layer, cascading in front of him, and blocking the golden fist print.

Boom! boom! boom!

The golden fist prints ran into thunderballs like a thunderbolt. With the explosion, the fireballs broke apart.

bump!

The dysentery was like thunder, and the golden fist slammed on Huo Kou fiercely. A blood-throwing line crossed the sky, and the Huo Kou sprayed a sky full of blood and mist, and fell towards the battle platform thousands of steps away.

Hit a punch! Huokou ... defeat!

Beacon Kou fell, vomiting a few big blood stains, and looked at the purple robe figure on the battle platform with horror.

On the entire Quartet stand, there was a dead silence, and the crows and birds were silent ...

Ranked sixth in the imperial list, the top ten talented pirates, and the top genius warriors of the younger generation of the Red Leaf Empire, even the endless punch of the battle, can't catch it ... This battle endlessly, even before unknowingly, already has other talents, Far behind.

The original ten genius battles, unexpectedly, turned into a crushing battle.

Subsequently, Zhan Wou-ki on the battle platform plundered the war **** spirit pattern of the fire pirates, and the towering gold armor war **** behind him rose again by one foot to reach ninety-three feet high.

He looked up at his God of War armor, nodded with satisfaction, he looked forward to it ... when it broke through the height of one hundred feet.

At that time ... it will be the time when the legendary "Qianlong Sanctuary" opens.

After the end of the battle between Promise Wuji and the Huo Kou, the second top ten genius battles began, and then began ...

This game is Ye Dingtian's battle against Mo Xie!

二 These two are the three princes of the Hongye Empire, and the young master of the Black Blood Temple, the fifth and eighth of the last hundred.

On the battle platform, Ye Dingtian, wearing a gold armor and yellow robe, stood upright with his hands on his shoulders, and a swarm of dragons and tigers swept out like a king looking down at the world.

Not far away, Mo Xie was in a black robe with a strange mask on his face, and only exposed a pair of **** pupils, giving me a sense of insidiousness and evil, and a stark contrast with Ye Dingtian's imperial power.

The Black Blood Temple, the evil sect gate in the Red Leaf Empire, cruel killing, and the path of decades of strong rise is a **** way. In this regard, the major gates in the Red Leaf Empire have long been grieved, and many have already He declared a deadly battle against the ancestral gate, but was crushed by the powerful Black Blood Temple without any fight.

The two men stood on the stage and stared at each other for a while, but they said nothing and went to war.

"Yishanshanhe!"

Ye Ye Dingtian raised his hand and took a picture.

"Broken!"

Qi Moxie's palms were filled with red blood, and the same palm blasted out, dispersing Ye Dingtian's palm prints.

"Ye Dingtian, this time, you are no longer my opponent!"

Mo Moxie laughed, violently, rushed to Ye Dingtian.

When the body shape was violent, the body turned into a black stream, and a cloud of black mist sprayed out constantly, and gathered around Ye Dingtian.

In the blink of an eye, a whole group of black air masses with a height of one person formed a circle and surrounded Ye Dingtian. Mo Xie's body was full of anger, and a burst of blood appeared suddenly, raising his hand and blasting out.

"Blood evil thousand slaughter palm!"

When the **** black palm print blasted out, a weird scene appeared. The nine black mists surrounding Ye Dingtian ran out of the same black blood print from his own black mist as Mo Xie blasted out. ,

Xu and Mo Xie's palm prints were photographed from ten different directions toward the center of Ye Dingtian.

There are ten palm prints, the same overcast winds, the blood is soaring to the sky ... It is difficult to distinguish the authenticity!

"what!?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Dingtian's face changed greatly, and his gaze swept across the ten palm prints without any flaws.

Huh!

Ye Ye Dingtian didn't dare to make a hard connection, stomped his feet, suddenly leaped up, and when vacated, his body flipped and his palms blasted out continuously.

Boom! boom! boom!

Instantly, three **** black prints were blown away by Ye Dingtian's prints.

"Fake ......?" Ye Dingtian's face was sullen.

The next moment, the remaining seven blood-stained black palm prints, without any pause, whining, constantly changing directions, rushing towards Ye Dingtian in the air.

Ye Ye Dingtian was in midair, his brows were slightly frowned, and among the ten palm prints, only one of them should be true, and all of them were illusory and had no power at all.

The vision transformed by Zhen Qi is nothing more than a martial art that confuses opponents.

Woo! call! call!

The blood-stained red palm print stormed violently, and it was shockingly powerful. It suddenly broke away from all directions and surrounded Ye Dingtian in the air, giving him no room to dodge.

Seeing this, Ye Dingtian was horrified. Several palmprints, one by one, could not detect the differences regardless of his eyes and consciousness.

At this time, Ye Dingtian had no way to tell whether the Tao was true or not.

I drink! drink!

之间 In a hurry, Ye Dingtian could only urge Zhen Qi, take continuous shots with both palms, and blast two blood-red palm prints.

At the same time, Ye Dingtian did not hesitate to pour most of his true energy out of the body, forming a thick and extremely protective body in case of accident.

He was smashed by two blood-red palm prints in Ye Dingtian's blast, and turned into a waterfall stream, dissipating the void.

These two are also illusory, not the real palm print. This time, they still miss the target.

Boom!

At this time, the remaining five palm prints had already rushed in front of Ye Dingtian, and they were sturdyly bombarded by the true air of his body. .

bump!

The body is really angry and resists a palm, Ye Dingtian groans, his body is shaking, at the same time, the body outside the body is really angry, it blows up and disappears.

The powerful force of the shock shocked Ye Dingtian's body instantly, causing him to be full of vitality and blood, a disorder, rising against the blood, and overflowing the corners of his mouth.

"Ye Dingtian ~ www.novelhall.com ~ You lose!"

Mo Moxie hid in the dark air, carrying nine black clouds exactly like himself, suddenly rushed to Ye Dingtian.

"Hum! Want to beat me? Dreaming!"

Xie Wenyan said, Ye Dingtian snorted, his body flickered, his palms flipped, and a powerful palm print continued to shoot at Mo Xie.

This time, Ye Dingtian directly attacked the black mist air masses. Under the bombardment of his overbearing palm prints, a few black mist burst instantly, turned into black gas, and melted away.

However, while these black mists dissipated, Mo Xieyin laughed a few times, his body shook slightly, and a few black mists burst out and filled up.

In this way, Mo Xie suppressed Ye Dingtian with the help of these nine black mists.

Boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

On the battle platform, the palm prints were flying over, their bodies were flashing, and under the howling winds, there was a mass of black mist scattered everywhere, but when the black mist spread, there was no Mo Xie at all.