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Ye Chen seized this opportunity to grab the weapon with force, snatching the weapon of Holy Monk Xumi, and grabbing the vajra pestle in his hand.
The two clashes, and the victory or defeat is only between the electric light and the flint, which is dazzling.
Holy monk Xumi's weapon was taken away, and he couldn't help but feel cold, then his blood surged, his face flushed with anger.
"Accepted."
Ye Chen took a step back calmly. As soon as he t each other, he struggled with both lose-lose style of play. In fact, he was not reckless, but he had a dust stele body, which was enough to block the fatal blow of the Holy Monk Xumi. .
He was seriously injured at most, but even if he was seriously injured, as long as there is a trace of aura, he can recover with his terrifying vitality and spiritual monunt!
In this short confrontation, Ye Chen seed relaxed, but in fact he used three trump cards in succession, naly, the Earth's Center Miezhu, Qinglong Alsophila spinulosa, and Fengyu Lingshu, and the aura was not lightly consud.
Mo Hanxi and Xiaoxuan were thrilling to see, but they didn't expect Ye Chen to be so powerful that the masters of the Nine-layer Heaven of the Supre Realm actually t each other, and he took the weapon away.
"The poor monk hasn't lost yet, why do you need to make a concession?"
Holy Monk Xumi was furious. Although the weapon was taken, he was not reconciled to defeat. After all, he was just negligent for a while.
If he fights earnestly, with the strength of the nine-layer heaven of his Taizhen realm, it is impossible for him to lose to Ye Chen so easily.
call!
Holy Monk Xumi slapped out his palm, ran his whole body skills, and slamd Ye Chen's chest.
This ti he awakened his twelve points of spirit, and strictly prevented Ye Chen from using any other wind feather spirit tree thods to disturb his Dao Xin.
With no distractions, under the full attention, the palm of Saint Xumi is extrely fierce, far more powerful than just now.
Ye Chen's face was slightly solemn. After all, the difference in realm between him and Saint Xumi was too big. How could a master of the 9th-level Heaven of the Taizhen realm be so easy to deal with?
Just now, he was able to take the lead and grab the weapons of the Holy Monk Xumi, really relying on the earth's core extinguishing bead, the blue dragon cypress tree and many other cards, and there is a trace of luck.
At this mont, Ye Chen also felt trendous pressure in the face of Holy Monk Xumi's unfancy palm.
"Fairy Xuan, Lao Shuo, give a trace of strength!"
"Xiaozhonglou palm, broken!"
In the midst of a crisis, Ye Chen's mind appeared in the small thousand worlds, the ancient scenes of piles of buildings on top of each other, the whole body was mobilized, and he slapped out with a whistling palm, head-on with the Holy Monk Xumi.
Fortunately, a trace of strength from Xuanhanyu and Shuolao also instantly gathered all over the body!
This made Ye Chen's Xiaozhonglou palm that was being used at this mont even more terrifying!
boom!
The palms of the two people collided fiercely, causing a huge wave of air to burst, causing the surrounding space to collapse and burst one after another.
Behind Ye Chen, faintly, an illusion of an ancient heavy building erged, and the majestic and majestic origin technique erupted crazily in his palm.
"This is... Xiaozhonglouzhang! The number one pseudo-divine technique!"
Holy Monk Xumi's eyes widened, and he felt an unimaginable palm force whizzing, his arm bones cracked, and they were suddenly broken.
Puff!
Then, Holy Monk Xumi opened his mouth and spurted blood, his internal organs had already been impacted by Ye Chen's palm, and had been severely shaken. There was so instability between his breathing, but it was not too serious.
But Holy Monk Xumi knew very well that if he didn't play up his spirit, the injuries he would suffer this ti would be extrely serious!
Ding Ding Ding.
Ye Chen also took three steps back in embarrassnt, his face was slightly pale, and a mouthful of blushing blood was spit out, and he was obviously shocked.
After all, Saint Xumi is a master of the Ninth Floor of the Supre Realm. Even if Ye Chen borrowed the power of Fairy Xuan and Lao Shuo to use the palm of the small heavy building, he would at most just fight the opponent and lose both.
"Big Brother Ye!"
Mo Hanxi hurriedly stepped forward to support Ye Chen.
Xiaoxuan also ran over to support Ye Chen, holding Ye Chen's big hand in her small hand, pouring her own spiritual energy into it, to relieve Ye Chen's injury.
In this confrontation, Ye Chen and Saint Xumi were both injured, but Ye Chen's condition seed much better than Saint Xumi.
The outco was clear, and Ye Chen had clearly won.
"Xiao Zhonglou Palm, I didn't expect this number one pseudo-divine technique to be in your hands."
Holy Monk Xumi coughed twice, took out a healing pill and took it, reluctantly emphasized the aura, and looked at Ye Chen with shock and horror.
The small palm is a pseudo-sacred technique that evolved from the large thousand-fold palm. The large-scale palm is ranked first. This small palm is naturally ranked first among the pseudo-sacred arts.
Saint Xumi did not expect that Ye Chen actually had such a powerful supernatural power, then even if he lost, he would not be wronged, and he was convinced.
However, he also knew very well that with such a thod, it would be difficult for Ye Chen to use it a second ti in a short ti. If he did it again, Ye Chen would definitely lose.
In the temple of the center of the earth, UU reading uukanshu is silent.
The three ancestors seed to be shocked by Ye Chen's supernatural powers.
boom!
After a long while of silence, the gate of the geocentric temple opened, and three brilliant lights burst out, revealing the figures of the three ancestors on the ground.
These three ancestors were all gray-haired, clean and majestic in appearance.
The one in the center, sitting on the Hell Skeleton Throne, is covered in demonic flas, full of destruction, and looks like the ancestor of the Hong family.
On his left hand, there is an old man with Buddha's light, sitting on the Qibaolian Platform, with the appearance of Hinayana Buddhism, obviously the ancestor of the Lin family.
The person on the right was sitting on a Taoist futon, with a fairy-style dao bone, and a sword spirit flying phoenix faintly floating around him. He wanted to be the ancestor of the Mo family.
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