Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 962
"Come out!" Ye Mao yelled.

Taoist Shasheng descended from the sky and stopped Mrs. Liyue.

After seeing Taoist Shasheng, Mrs. Liyue's face became serious and her body tensed up. Obviously she knew this big devil.

"Help me stop her gently. When I run far away, you will retreat immediately. You must not hurt a single hair of her, otherwise I will never end with you." Ye Mao put down these words and ran away in a hurry.

Mrs. Liyue thought she was being tricked, she even thought that Ye Mao was not from the Ye family at all, she wanted her life.

But after hearing Ye Mao's words, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Early the next morning, after Madam Liyue got up, she practiced the Hanhai swordsmanship as usual. She thought of the rhythm and rhythm that Ye Mao said yesterday, so she couldn't help but try it.

"Hey, your comprehension is really poor. I understand everything so clearly, but you still don't understand it." Ye Mao's noisy voice came from Dongshan.

"Yesterday, I specially sent my subordinates to find my father, and brought you the "Hanhai Sword Art" that you practiced. Last night, I studied it all night, and now I will give you a drill." Ye Mao said.

Mrs. Liyue couldn't help but wanted to go out and beat up this kid, but the big devil like Taoist Killer was standing not far away like a guard, so she had no choice but to give up.

With Ye Mao's long sword raised, the sky and the earth were dark, giving people a feeling that a storm is about to come, just this one, Mrs. Liyue was caught in her mind and continued to watch.

She felt that Ye Mao was standing in the vast ocean, and with the sword in his hand, he set off huge waves, one wave after another, continuous.

In the huge waves, sword shadows rose one after another, and each huge wave had the lethality to crush the early stage monks of the holy ancestors.

Gradually, the power of the huge waves became stronger and stronger. He was no longer standing in the sea, but in the starry sky, and the stars were shining on each huge wave.

That sharp and condensed murderous intent made her clearly feel that even a monk in the mid-stage of the Holy Ancestor could not resist such an attack.

Looking at the Hanhai swordsmanship practiced by this kid, and thinking about what she practiced, Mrs. Liyue couldn't help but blush, feeling too ashamed.

Ye Mao put away his sword and stood up, saying: "I only practiced for one night, this can only be regarded as a small achievement, but it is more than enough to guide you."

Mrs. Liyue's face was full of black lines, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that this kid was trying to be silly on purpose. If it weren't for the Taoist who killed life, she would definitely beat him into a pig's head today.

However, as an elder, one cannot let a junior be suppressed so easily.

"Little bastard, I just practice kendo casually, and my major is palming." Mrs. Liyue said.

"Oh, then use your best palm technique, and I'll give you some pointers." Ye Mao felt that the general routine would not be able to defeat Mrs. Liyue at all.

After thinking about it last night, I found a brilliant solution - no matter what Mrs. Liyue does in the future, he will criticize it as worthless like now, and give a reasonable explanation.

I believe that under the "strikes" again and again, Mrs. Liyue will definitely be depressed and can't bear to surrender.

Mrs. Liyue had never seen a person who deserved such a beating. She was almost as good as her husband Ye Huan, and said, "I'd like to see what you think of this time."

As soon as she raised her hand, seven palm veins rose in her palm, and the color was pure and bright, which showed that her mastering realm had reached the peak of the seventh realm.

"After more than 20 years of cultivation, you have only reached the peak of the seventh realm. Your aptitude is too ordinary." Ye Mao shook his head and said.

"Shut up." Mrs. Liyue unfolded a set of moon-flying palms, the moonlight was like water, and the shadows of the palms covered the sky. Every palm print could destroy Banyue Island.

"How about this set of palms I created, can you understand?" Madam Liyue sneered.

Ye Mao said: "After seeing your palm technique, my first feeling is that you have drawn a big cross on a world-class famous painting that is as old as the past, and it is simply a waste of money."

"If you don't understand, you have to pretend to understand. Hmph, get out of here." Mrs. Liyue turned her head and walked into the house, not bothering to talk to Ye Mao anymore.

"Your palm technique incorporates the first form of Opening Heaven Palm..." As soon as Ye Mao said this, Mrs. Li Yue paused in her footsteps, "The first form of Opening Heaven Palm is clear and turbid. Qi rises and turbid air sinks, which is a mysterious law of nature.

But how you manifest it in Benyue Palm Technique, you use brute force to roughly separate the pure and turbid Qi, this is one of them.The first form of Kaitian Palm focuses on being strong on the outside and soft on the inside, combining yin and yang, but you are blindly strong and fierce. You messed up the good Kaitian Palm, which is horrible. I said you are wrong for reckless? "

"Do you know Kaitianzhang? What you say here is so convincing, it seems to be true." Mrs. Liyue turned her head and said.

"Okay, I'll show you the Heavenly Opening Palm." Ye Maomeng raised his hand and slapped out a palm, and a big tree ten feet away instantly turned into dust.

Mrs. Liyue clearly felt that there was a clear and turbid air in the tree, rising and sinking, and her expression changed: "You, how do you know how to open the palm of the sky?"

"I'm the heir to palm palm, is it strange that I can open the palm of heaven?" Ye Mao said.

"That... Zhang, Zhang Zu, is he alright?" Mrs. Li Yue's eyes were full of apprehension and fear.

"Very good." Ye Mao felt that Mrs. Liyue cared extraordinarily for Zhang Zu.

Mrs. Liyue sighed: "Don't lie to me, he has become like that, how can he be okay."

"I found a Destiny Rebirth Grass, and it will mature in 20 more years. By then, the old man will be able to regain his former style, and he will have hope in life, so he will naturally be in a good mood." Ye Mao said.

"You...are what you said true?" Mrs. Liyue couldn't stop crying.

Ye Mao said: "You are the ancestor, I can't lie to you if I lie to anyone."

Mrs. Liyue wiped her tears, her expression became gentle, and she said, "Xiao Mao, come here."

Ye Mao took a step forward, passed through the Illusory Heaven Burning Sacred Formation easily, landed in front of Mrs. Liyue, and said, "I really didn't expect you to be the granddaughter of the patriarch."

Mrs. Liyue saw Ye Mao pass through the Illusory Sky Burning Sacred Formation so easily, her eyes flashed with astonishment again, but she was soon relieved.

It is precisely because this kid is so evil that he can get her grandfather's inheritance.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Mrs. Liyue said.

"From your grandfather's point of view, I'm your little uncle, can't you invite me to sit down, let's talk again." Ye Mao saw Mrs. Liyue's face pulled so long, and immediately smiled, "Okay Well, when I didn't say it, I came to you for two things."

He paused, and said: "The first thing is, my father wants to reorganize the Hanhai Shenzong, but some seniors of the Ye family don't support it, so I want to ask you to come out and talk about peace."

"Xiao Mao, it's useless for me to come forward when it comes to the interests of each of us." Mrs. Liyue sighed softly, "Besides, I don't think it's a good idea to reorganize the Vast Sea Divine Sect. The tragedy of that year may repeat itself."

"What your old man said involves the second thing I asked you for." Ye Mao squatted beside the recliner, looked at Mrs. Liyue, "I want the teleportation talisman in your hand, and go to the Hall of Eternal Life to get the Purifying Fire." Divine Bead. On the basis of the ancient formation of Tongfeng, use this innate spiritual weapon to set up a divine formation covering the entire sea clan.

In this way, the tragedy you mentioned will naturally not happen again. "

(End of this chapter)