The era of ruthless men

Chapter 59

"Ye Youwei, you are doomed today." The holy son, Feng Tianyang, descended into the world like a god, and directly opened the coercion of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, covering the sky and covering the earth!

Boom!Boom!
The sky is buzzing, and the thunderclouds are like raging waves!Ups and downs!Terrible!
"It's such a good day, it seems that you are an air of being a princess?" Liu Yifei's eyebrows were slightly condensed at this time, revealing a bit of domineering queen.

"Princess of the Monster Race, this is not the City of the Demon Emperor. Do you really think that I dare not fight with you?" Feng Tianyang looked down at you with a cold expression, "I just have no interest in making trouble with you today. If you leave now, I will It can save you from defeat!"

"Hehe, it's a joke. When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. It's a special physique. In the future, you will always meet on the road to the emperor. Today, this princess will compete with you!" Liu Yifei shouted: "Let's see who is the king and who is the bandit!"

"Hmph, overestimate yourself!" Feng Tian raised a round of divine light suspended behind his back, and covered Liu Yifei with one hand, the terrifying blue aura condensed into a big palm, intertwined with dao rhyme, infinite power!
"Fire and thunder!" Liu Yifei lightly waved her jade hand, the flame-colored terrifying aura quickly turned around, the mysterious light dazzled the eyes, and finally formed a pillar of fire dragon, soaring into the sky!

Boom!Boom!

When the two collide, the world trembles!The void is distorted almost visible to the naked eye!
Ye Youwei and Fatty had already hid far away. Watching the contest between the two, they were amazed. This was not just a confrontation between monks in the Dragon Transformation Realm, but also a battle between two special physiques. World War I!

No matter which side of them loses, Dao Xin will definitely be frustrated, and I am afraid that they will miss the throne in the future!
"It's a pity that I don't have a mobile phone. Otherwise, if I take pictures, this special effect will be a hit on the earth!" Ye Youwei and Fatty squatted behind a towering ancient tree, looking at the scene in front of them, secretly dumbfounded.

"What mobile phone? Earth? Special effects?" The fat man raised his head slightly when he heard the words, and looked at Ye Youwei in a daze.

"Uh, in short, it's very profitable and very popular." Ye Youwei laughed twice, and didn't know how to explain it: "Let's just concentrate on watching their duel. I'll bet 1000 million to win."

"I bet 2000 million that the princess will win." The fat man said.

"Brothers, it's time to open the market, what an offense just now, what an offense!" Ye Youwei waved to the brothers who were lying on the ground and hanging on the tree.

But all they got in exchange were some cold eyes, contempt, and speechlessness!They didn't expect that Ye Youwei, who was not worried about the girl who came with him at all, would actually want to gamble besides fighting!Fuck!There is really no one in this showy operation!
You know, Feng Tianyang is the Holy Son!Holy Son!Can you be a little nervous and respect him?

Many people were speechless and a little helpless!I thought to myself what kind of monster this Ye Youwei is!Doing things completely out of common sense!It's all a fucking routine!How can this be topped?Who can stand it?
"It seems that no one is willing to gamble anymore." Ye Youwei raised his eyebrows and murmured, a little disappointed. In fact, he seemed to be able to do this thing, and he could only watch helplessly. After all, these two people have special physiques. He was going for Dilu, he had no way to do it!
If she came up with a trick to help Liu Yifei win the Holy Son, Liu Yifei might not be able to win by force. This would also affect her Dao Xin. If she wanted to stabilize her Dao Xin, she had to defeat her opponent with dignity, so that she would be eligible to fight for the Emperor Road!

Otherwise, if there is a knot in his heart, the dream of becoming an emperor will be like a dream. This is also the experience he has gained from fighting for power in the post-apocalyptic era in Zhetian's novels!

Like Ye Fan, he ran away when he knew he couldn't win. Once he made a move, he would be a lore and win with invincibility. Later, on the road to immortality, he would kill wherever he went, it was so terrifying!In the end, he achieved his title of Ye Tiandi!Shock the past and shine the present!

"If this goes on, Liu Yifei will lose." Ye Youwei looked at the dark scene of fighting in the void, and muttered to himself at this moment: "That Feng Tianyang seems to have too many holy weapons in his hand, and Liu Yifei has nothing. I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on for long with my natal fire chain weapon from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.”

"Damn it, no wonder the princess has changed from being fierce at the beginning to retreating steadily, looking very struggling." The fat man gritted his teeth: "Think of a way, Brother Ye."

"It's not a fair competition if Feng Tian uses the holy artifact, and it has nothing to do with fighting for the Dao." Ye Youwei touched his chin thoughtfully and said, as if he was thinking of some ghost idea.

The fat man looked at him expectantly.

"Then I will forcefully make a move." Ye Youwei looked very reluctant, as if Feng Tianyang would definitely lose if he made a move!
This tugging look almost made those brothers lying all over the place so angry that they almost fainted again!It's too good for this product!

However, Ye Youwei didn't pay much attention to their disdain and contempt in their eyes. Instead, he walked out from the towering ancient tree and looked at the two figures rumbling against each other in the sky.

Pulling his throat, Ye Youwei frowned, as if a referee was announcing, and said: "Feng Tianyang cheated and used a sacred weapon that Liu Yifei did not have to suppress the opponent. It is a foul! It has nothing to do with the battle of the emperor! So regardless of success or failure , Dao Xin doesn’t have to be ashamed of it!”

"Boy! You're looking for death!" Feng Tianyang urged Liu Yifei to be knocked back with a golden vertebral artifact in his hand, and with his backhand, he slapped it in Ye Youwei's direction!
The cyan light is so bright that it quickly condenses into a huge palm print, intertwined with Taoism and dharma, so terrifying!
If this palm is captured, the entire main peak will be destroyed!Ashes!

"Ye Youwei! Fatty!" Liu Yifei's beautiful eyes were startled!Immediately shouted!Just when she wanted to block it, it was too late because she was pushed back too far!
Ye Youwei felt the menacing force, and his long hair and white shirt were so oppressive that he danced wildly!Suddenly became a little positive!

In an instant, the anagrams were opened, and then the left hand formed the qimen technique, the word Kun, using the mountains and rivers as a shield!The few people who were shocked were shocked!
At the same time, his right hand is also making seals!At the same time, the Tai Chi Sutra was activated, and the power of the red sea of ​​bitterness was activated, activating the ten thousand sword box behind it!

Boom!Boom!
With his cultivation base, even if he changed the terrain of the mountains and rivers, he still couldn't stop Feng Tianyang's attack. He also understood this, and if all this can be delayed for a second, it is a second!
"Qiankun is one breath, ten thousand swords are fired together! Unsheath!"

I saw that at the moment when Feng Tianyang's huge palm prints shattered those mountains and rivers and were about to cover them, Ye Youwei suddenly let out a deep drink.

Swish swish!Swish swish!
The bronze box was instantly radiant, and countless swords flew out of it, forming a wave of swords, like a river and sea flowing across it!Every sword hides the Supreme Dao Seal!

Rumble!Rumble!boom rumble——

The sword wave hit the center of the huge palm print and destroyed it in mid-air!Break the Son's attack!
"what!"

This Tianxin palm print is closely related to the caster. The light seal was pierced and destroyed from the center, and the palm of the right hand of Shengzi Feng Tianyang was bleeding at this time!His veins popped from the pain!
"Damn it! It's actually a great holy artifact!" Shengzi Feng Tianyang's eyes were sharp and terrifying, he gritted his teeth and stared at Ye Youwei below, wishing he could eat him: "Ye Youwei! I won't let you go!"

"I won't let you go now!" Ye Youwei raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of cruelty: "Today, I will take the life of your holy son!"

This drink made everyone's hair stand on end!

Feng Tianyang's bloody palms turned into fists, and his head was covered with black lines. He never thought that a bitter sea monk could activate the great holy weapon!Immediately cast the secret method quickly, step a thousand miles in an instant, and escape in an instant!

He is not a fool, he is very aware of the horror of a great sacred weapon, and the golden vertebra in his hand is only a semi-holy weapon, if he continues to resist like this, he will only suffer losses!

(End of this chapter)