Chapter 227: Smashing on the Spot (Second Update)

You are Ip Mantian?"

Broadcast thunder's dark cheeks were full of surprise, who would dare to believe that this young man in front of him, who was less than twenty years old and had beautiful cheeks, was actually the strong man who killed Zhong Mozhai, how unbelievable it was.

However, there was no trace of fear in Sowing Lei, and only endless fighting spirit was left in his heart.

He is one of the few Muay Thai grandmasters, one of the few in the Muay Thai world, who kills giant elephants with one punch and tears tigers and leopards with his hands. Except for Yuan Qingtian, he hadn't met an opponent for more than ten years, and now seeing Ye Wentian aroused endless fighting intent in his heart.

In his opinion, Huaguo's dark energy is full of bells and whistles, and only Muay Thai, which is fist-to-flesh, is the real martial arts.

"If there were no one else, I would be Ip Mantian. ”

Ye Mo put his hands behind his back and said leisurely, he didn't look at the thunder at all, but at the old man who looked at the head, he didn't expect that the Yao family would have a real person in charge of the cultivator, and this person's strength was not inferior to Zhong Mozhai at all, or even stronger.

"Since you are Ye Wentian, then be my stepping stone to sweep the Huaguo martial arts world!"

When he took another step, the shoes on his feet turned into fragments, revealing his bare feet, because the strength was too brutal, and even the stone bricks on the ground were broken inch by inch.

"Ancient Muay Thai Secret Technique, Dragon Elephant Ban Ruo!"

The thunderstorm shouted, his hands were folded, and a punch was blasted out, as if it could tear the air, and the sound sounded like a car tire bursting on the spot, and its strength was comparable to that of the Thirteen Taibao Kung Fu.

At his level, he has transcended the existence of moves, and every punch he throws at will has supreme power, not to mention that the ancient Muay Thai secret technique is a fighting secret technique that has been handed down for thousands of years, and it has been verified by countless people, and it is really mysterious.

"As soon as this punch comes out, it can destroy the Sect Master!"

Yuan Qingtian nodded lightly.

Although the realm of sowing thunder is the level of the grandmaster's entry compared with the Huaguo martial arts master, Muay Thai only trains strength, and it is not inferior to the top horizontal kung fu, or even stronger. Just this move, if Yun Qianji encounters it, no matter how much dark energy condensation bullet it is, it will be broken with one punch.

"Is this the Muay Thai Grandmaster?"

Everyone in the Yao family was shocked.

At this time, the momentum of the thunder was monstrous, and the battle spirit filled the entire hall, in their eyes, this swarthy man had infinite strength, as if he was a god of war, on the other hand, Ye Mo did not have a trace of strong momentum, extremely small, no different from an ant.

"If I have the support of the grandmaster, what does it matter!"

Yao Hongfei's eyes were hot, he thought that Bo Lei was just Master Yuan's servant, but who knew that he was actually a grandmaster who was looked up to, and he had the power to crush everything.

"If the thunder is so strong, how strong is Master Yuan?"

Everyone in the Yao family immediately looked at Yuan Qingtian and gradually became frightened.

"Mole ants!"

Ye Mo snorted coldly, raised his palm, and slapped a palm in the air.

He came to the Yao family to be prestigious, although he was surprised that the Yao family had a real cultivator and a grandmaster, but he was not afraid at all, the other party was not convinced, and he slapped him to death.

"Weak, you're too weak!"

Looking at Ye Mo's casual palm, it was difficult to hide his contempt in his eyes, he gathered all his strength and exerted the secret technique of ancient Muay Thai to the extreme, and his state at this time had far exceeded that of Di Zhenjiang, Cui Xiong and others at the beginning.

Bo Lei is confident, his punch can kill Ye Mo on the spot.

The next moment, the two exchanged fists.

"Boom!"

A burst of Hong Zhong Dalu's voice came, raising dust in the sky, bricks and stones flying all over the sky, if it wasn't for Yuan Qingtian reaching out to block it, everyone in the Yao family was afraid that they would have been shocked to death on the spot.

"Who won?"

Everyone in the Yao family is eager to wear it.

But before the dust cleared, a rapid scream suddenly came from inside, and the scream stopped abruptly, followed by a "poof", as if a balloon had exploded, and a pile of slimy flesh and blood suddenly flew out sideways, splashing the courtyard all over the wall.

When the dust cleared, only Ye Mo's lonely figure was left, and there was a mess of fleshy things.

Dead!

There was a dead silence in the Yao family, as if someone had pinched his neck.

They watched this scene in amazement, and the mine was actually hit and exploded on the spot?

Yuan Qingtian's pupils shrank suddenly, he didn't expect that the dignified Muay Thai Grandmaster would be blasted by Ye Mo's palm!

As a Dao Master, how could he not know what had just happened. The iron elbow and steel fist of Sowing Thunder hit Ye Mo's chest, but Ye Mo was not only fine, but Sowing Lei was shocked back a step, and before he could fight back, he was smashed by Ye Mo's head with a palm, followed by his chest, limbs, and finally his entire body was slapped into flesh.

"It can't be!"

Yuan Qingtian shook his head in disbelief.

It is no exaggeration to say that Huaguo's horizontal kung fu cannot be compared with the ancient Muay Thai secret art, and no one dares to fight with those who practice the ancient Muay Thai secret art.

But Ye Mo just used his body to resist the thunder's fist.

And unscathed, you can imagine how powerful Ye Mo's physical body is, which is beyond the limit of human endurance.

"Is he still human?"

Yuan Qingtian couldn't calm down.

After cultivating for more than 20 years, he has been unwavering, and now there are finally earth-shattering waves in his heart, and the strength shown by Ye Mo is something he has never seen in Southeast Asia.

"No wonder Zhong Mozhai will be defeated at your hands. ”

Yuan Qingtian was stunned.

With such a strong body, no matter how strong your spells are, they will be broken by his punch. Under such an invincible fist, any spell or formation is a dirty chicken and a dog, and it is vulnerable.

At this time, Ye Mo dusted off his clothes and said lightly:

"The Muay Thai Grandmaster really disappointed me, and he died before he could exert his strength!"

The strength of Bo Lei is not inferior to Di Zhenjiang, Cui Xiong and others, these people can still withstand Ye Mo's one and a half moves, but Bo Lei is too confident in the secret art of ancient Muay Thai, and if he has to fight with Ye Mo, how can Ye Mo get used to him?

Fighting method Ye Mo doesn't like it, fighting boxing is Ye Mo's favorite.

He has Brahma Body Refining Sacred Skill, he can shatter everything, the only way to deal with Ye Mo is to attack the spell from a distance, he can win thousands of miles away, and fighting Ye Mo in close combat will only lead to a dead end.

"Aren't you going to make an appointment, come now, I can't wait six days. ”

Ye Mo hooked his hand at Yuan Qingtian.

"Hmph, how can I fight you?"

Yuan Qingtian snorted violently, only to see invisible ripples explode violently, this ripple came from nowhere, and when it appeared, it had already turned into a shocking attack, enveloping Ye Mo down.

This is Yuan Qingtian's spiritual power that has been practiced for more than 20 years, and it is an invincible move that he has studied from the ancient secret techniques.

He is confident that under the attack of this spiritual power, no matter how strong the physical body of a martial artist is, he will not be able to resist the penetration of spiritual power, and he will only be pierced on the spot and become a fool.

"Back then, Zhong Mozhai defeated me with a trick of dragon control, and now I will crush you with my spiritual power. ”

Yuan Qingtian smiled proudly, his black hair was flying, and his robe was windless.

It's just that, in the midst of this heavenly spiritual power, Ye Mo lowered his head and chuckled: "Do you want to compete with me for spiritual power?"

"What do you mean?"

Yuan Qingtian frowned.

……

At the same time, the Li family manor.

Li Yake had just arrived home, and before she had time to eat, she turned on her laptop and entered the plan formulated by the company today into the computer.

It's just that as soon as he typed a line, he hurried to Li's house alone.

"Mr. Yu, why are you here?"

Li Yake knew that Yu Renfeng was a disciple of Zhong Mozhai before, and now he is Ye Mo's number one follower, helping Ye Mo collect a lot of heavenly treasures, and now the Li family is also taken care of by this person.

"Where's Master Ye?"

Yu Renfeng looked anxious.

"He went to Yao's house, what's wrong?"

Li Yake's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

"Oh no, the Yao family invited Yuan Qingtian, who is as famous as Master Zhong, to Hong Kong Island, this person also has a grandmaster disciple to broadcast thunder, the strength of the two is terrifying, they can sweep Hong Kong Island, if the two besiege Master Ye, Master Ye is afraid that he will be more auspicious. ”

Yu Renfeng's cheeks were blue.

"What!"

Li Yake was shocked, pushed away the laptop, put on her shoes and ran to Yao's house, but she ran off one of her shoes halfway, she didn't even bother to pick it up, and desperately rushed to Yao's house.

"Ye Mo, as long as you don't die, I'll always let you touch your chest. ”

She thought anxiously as she ran.

"Alas!"

Yu Renfeng sighed and followed towards Yao's house.

I only hope that Yuan Qingtian's subordinates will show mercy and let Ye Mo go once.

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