Chapter 680

"It must be him!" The Grand Elder Xu Feihong pointed at Ye Mao, "This man is arrogant and surly, he has been expelled from the sect long ago, and now that he has achieved success in cultivation, he has come back to cause trouble for the sect. Please also wish your lord to be the master of the sect." .”

At this time, the pavilion masters Qin Hu, Nie Lin, Lu Tingchen and others came to their senses and knew the identity of Master Zhu.Originally, they were all desperate, but now each of them became active, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

"Master Zhu has practiced for nearly a thousand years. He is the second person in Yanluo Shangzong who has cultivated in the late stage of Xuanshi Realm. No matter how powerful Ye Mao is, he is definitely not a match for this lord." Qin Hu, the pavilion master, was extremely excited. .

Gong Yuyan and Luo Li also nodded with a smile, thinking that Ye Mao was going to die this time.

"Although Xiao Xu is talking nonsense, he is right in saying one thing. The person who asked you to come here to plead guilty is my master." Ye Mao slightly raised his eyelids, looked at Zhu Changhe, "Since you are here, please kneel down and plead guilty." !"

Zhu Changhe squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Mao carefully. This person's true strength was restrained, and there was no trace of his breath leaking out, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of cultivation.

"If I can't see the cultivation level, this person is at least at the Great Perfection stage of Zhou Tianjing." Zhu Changhe sighed inwardly, and said to Ye Mao: "It's really not easy for you to have this cultivation level at such a young age , why do you have to die?"

"You are the one who committed the death. Since you are here, kneel down and make a serious apology, otherwise this will be your place of death." Bai Xuanyi scolded.

"Okay, very good, very good!" Zhu Changhe's face was full of coldness, "I haven't been out of Yan Luozong for many years, it seems that some people have forgotten how powerful I am, today I will use your blood to let the world see you!" See how well I wish Chang He."

"It's just you, you're still amazing. The elephant's nose is inserted with onions—pretending to be garlic." Bai Xuanyi pouted, "I'll show you how weak you are."

"I'm going to kill anyway, it doesn't matter who you kill first, come and lead me to death!" Zhu Changhe also saw that Bai Xuanyi's cultivation was not weak, and he operated the "Yan Luo Jue" to the extreme, spreading a tyrannical aura.

"Let me come!" Ye Mao stopped Bai Xuanyi, put one hand behind his back, raised the other, and pointed at Zhu Changhe.

"There is only one way of martial arts. I have practiced for nearly a thousand years, and I only practice one Yanluobaoti and one Taiyan ancient boxing. Today I will let you taste them." As Zhu Changhe spoke, pores and seven orifices all over his body, Red flames gushed out, and the whole person turned into a burning man.

He stepped on the ground with a "bang", causing the entire Yunlong Peak to shake for a while, and he himself galloped at full speed and punched Ye Mao in the face.

A fist vein lighted up on the back of the fist, making the fist glow instantly, and the power became stronger.

Ye Mao used the "Little Thousand Spiritual Hand", a vein lighted up in his palm, and he blocked Zhu Changhe's attack with a casual slap.

"Where the fist goes, everything turns to ashes!"

Zhu Changhe's aura rose again, his fists moved together, and his aura was so strong that the four Supreme Elders, including Nie Lin and Lu Tingchen, all retreated violently and stayed away from the battlefield, let alone the others.

But after a while, only Zhu Changhe and Ye Mao were left on the entire Yunlong Peak.

Zhu Changhe attacked crazily, with momentum like a rainbow, while Ye Mao was on the defensive.

"Ye Mao should be at the early stage of the Profound Stone Realm, and the fighting power that erupts is really strong. But the so-called long-term defense will lose, and if this continues, Ye Mao will definitely lose." The Supreme Elder Xu Feihong commented with his hands behind his back.

Qin Hu, Nie Lin and the others were very convinced by the vision of the Great Elder Xu Feihong, and they were all happier, waiting for the battle to end.

Over there, Bai Xuanyi frowned, and said to Lu Yuan: "Why didn't the lord slap the old man to death and show his power, instead of playing with him?"

"Zhu Changhe has comprehended more than [-]% of the way of fire. Brother Mao took a fancy to his mark of fire and wanted to plunder it, so he patiently played with him." Lu Yuan said.

"Oh, so that's how it is!" Bai Xuanyi nodded, "You can even plunder the mark of fire, your lord is really not an ordinary horror."

Mr. Dongli saw that Ye Mao and Zhu Changhe were in an inseparable fight, and his heart was suspended, worrying that if he was not careful, he would be defeated by Zhu Changhe.

But at this moment, when he heard the conversation between Bai Xuanyi and Lu Yuan, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Ye Mao actually possessed the strength to slap Zhu Changhe to death with one palm, and after a long time of trouble, he was playing with Zhu Changhe.

His mentality of watching the battle couldn't help but changed accordingly. Watching the battle again, he found that Ye Mao single-handedly blocked Zhu Changhe's attack, seeming to be doing it with ease.

Mr. Dongli also caught a glimpse of the smiling faces of Qin Hu, Nie Lin and others, and said to himself: "You idiots, laugh hard now, and you will cry later."

Only Zhu Changhe, who was in the middle of the battle, could feel the terror of Ye Mao. He raised the strength of his fist again and again, trying to tear Ye Mao's defense.

But the opponent's hand is like an impregnable fortress, no matter how much he improves his strength, it will be useless, the opponent is like an unfathomable ancient well.

The most frightening thing is that his body has a terrible devouring power, which actually peels off his mark of fire from the black stone bit by bit.

Once it is completely stripped off, his cultivation base will definitely drop, and his combat effectiveness will also be greatly reduced. At that time, he will definitely be strongly counterpressed by the opponent.

"The battleship obeys the order, attack Ye Mao with real power guns!" Zhu Changhe secretly gave the order, and then retreated immediately.

On the void battleship in the air, many gun barrels were exposed, and they fired real shells at Ye Mao, bombarding Ye Mao in a covering and powerful manner.

Zhu Changhe retreated to the distance, watched the Yunlong Peak collapse with a smile on his face, and said in his heart: "The real power guns on the battleship are specially built to deal with monks in the Xuanshi Realm. Such intensive bombardment, even if I , I can't escape death, that kid should be finished."

At this moment, a golden light flashed in the sky, and a crack in space appeared, passing through the middle of the Void Battleship. The hull was split in two and fell from the sky.

"Golden-winged roc!" Zhu Changhe saw the top mythical beast deep in the clouds, and a strong sense of fear rose in his heart.

At this time, Ye Mao's angry voice sounded from the ruins of Yunlong Peak: "You dead bird, this is my battleship, my battleship, you actually destroyed it for me!"

Under such intensive bombardment, Ye Mao was unscathed. This person did not show his full strength just now.

Zhu Changhe felt chills in his heart, he was afraid that he would be planted here today.

"My lord, calm down, calm down, this broken battleship is only a fifth-rank, I can build you a more advanced second-rank and first-rank void battleship in the future, and I guarantee you will be satisfied." The golden-winged roc smiled apologetically.

The golden-winged roc is actually Ye Mao's pet in battle!
Zhu Changhe's mouth was bitter, this time he was too big, so he shouldn't have killed Ye Mao without knowing the depth of Ye Mao.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately launched an escape technique and quickly evacuated.

But as soon as he moved, Ye Mao stopped in front of him like a ghost, and he slapped his palm, and he hurriedly swung his fist to resist, and three veins rose in the opponent's palm.

A powerful force that crushed the mountains hit him, causing him to fly and roll, like a stone hitting the ground, with multiple fractures all over his body.

The imprint of fire on the mysterious stone was completely stripped away, and his cultivation also dropped to the middle stage of the mysterious stone, and his aura became even more sluggish.

(End of this chapter)

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