Chapter 579: We Throw in the Towel (Chapter 1)
Even if a heart seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss and fallen into despair, if it was to be killed, then it would be impossible for Huo Ming to grow into a powerhouse at the peak of the fifth peak of the Soul Sea Realm, let alone enter the Yuehua Hall of the Sun Moon God Sect.
In desperation, Huo Ming frantically urged the spiritual power in the dantian, and the spiritual power in the dantian surged onto the surface of his body like a burst, quickly condensing into a thick and abnormal spiritual power barrier.
Not only that, Huo Ming's majestic divine soul power also fluctuated wildly, condensing into layers of invisible divine soul power barriers above his head.
The lightning-fast upward support of both hands, with a thick spiritual power barrier, firmly protected the top of the head.
Between life and death and despair, Huo Ming made the wisest choice, life is always more important than limbs, and it is always better to sacrifice both hands than to lose one's life.
Huo Ming believed that with his hands on top of his head, his head would be fine, and his life would basically be saved. While supporting the vital point with both hands, Huo Ming naturally looked upward.
This look at it is frozen!
He suddenly found that things were not as terrifying as he had imagined, because the purple seal, which had been chasing after him only three or four meters above his head, suddenly hovered in mid-air.
And his body is still falling.
In this instant, the distance was stretched to more than twenty meters.
Then, under Huo Ming's gaze, the purple seal exploded into a ball of purple light, and the purple light burst out like sunlight.
Wow!
Huo Ming only felt that everything in front of him flashed purple, and then, as if he had been bombarded by a sledgehammer, his whole body was in severe pain, and the invisible divine soul barrier under the cloth above his head was instantly shattered, and the thick spiritual power barrier piled up on the surface of his body. In front of this purple brilliance, it was like a soup pouring snow, quickly melting.
Click!
Almost at the same time, a popping sound sounded, and the body protection spirit armor on Huo Ming's body surface shattered, and then. Huo Ming heard the sound of his finger bones shattering.
Under the martial arts arena, except for a few Vein Casting Realm powerhouses with extremely good eyesight, all the Yuehuatang martial artists looked at the burst purple mang with great worry, worried about the life and death of the four people within the purple mang!
Bang bang!
The purple light dispersed, and the four figures were blasted into the ground like wooden stakes, and the rubble was splashed everywhere, and four flesh and blood blurred figures also appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Especially Huo Ming in the right. The flesh of the palms of the two hands seemed to have been peeled off, revealing the white bones of the forest, and the appearance was extremely miserable.
However, after a moment of shock, Huo Ming, who had landed, looked at Ye Zhen's direction in the sky, and unexpectedly showed gratitude.
That's right.
It's gratitude.
Not only Huo Ming, but two of the other three martial artists also looked at Ye Zhen in the sky at the same time. A look of gratitude.
Because they all discovered the scene where the purple seal was hanging in the air.
At that moment, they opened a distance of more than twenty meters from the Purple Seal Hall. All of them left the range of the most lethal after the purple seal exploded.
In summary, they should have been injured by the aftermath of the purple seal or the power of the edge, but even the afterglow broke through their layers of defenses without hindrance, and even more seriously injured them, especially Huo Ming.
Now think about it. If it hadn't been for the moment when the purple seal hovered, they might have turned into a pile of rotten flesh by this time.
The only one who can make the purple seal hover out of thin air is naturally Ye Zhen.
In other words, it was Ye Zhen's good thoughts that gave them their lives.
Especially Huo Ming. Angelica had the idea of exchanging his hands for his life, but now it seems that his thoughts at that time were naïve.
If it weren't for Ye Zhen's intention to release the water and spare their lives, in the center of the purple seal bursting, he wouldn't be able to save his own life, let alone his hands, even if he put his legs on it.
From this, it can be seen that Huo Ming is grateful to Ye Zhen.
But just after glancing at Ye Zhen gratefully, Huo Ming's face changed greatly, and he didn't even care about his own injuries and yelled at Ye Zhen in the sky, "Be careful!"
In the sky, behind Ye Zhen, a blue sword with a bucket of rough skills rushed towards Ye Zhen like a water snake, and everywhere it passed, the air was scattered like water waves.
With such an amazing sword momentum, Ye Zhen naturally saw it and turned around to deal with it, but Huo Ming's exclamation was not this, but when Ye Zhen turned around, a streamer of light rushed towards Ye Zhen like lightning, and in the streamer, golden light loomed.
Huo Ming recognized that it was Zheng Ling's Jinmei palm print, which contained thirteen gravity paths, hitting the human body, and the thirteen gravity paths were like tides wave after wave, extremely domineering, and the middle one was injured.
Even the previous chief Yan Jingshu didn't dare to take Zheng Ling's golden plum palm print, looking at the situation at this time, Ye Zhen was dealing with Yan Jingshu's killing moves, Zheng Ling's golden plum palm print Ye Zhen was bound to be extremely successful, and he would be seriously injured, Huo Ming had some reminders.
The martial artists who were watching the battle were still shocked by the horror of Ye Zhen's purple seal's power just now, and at this moment, they were attracted by Huo Ming's exclamation.
"I was hit by Zheng Ling's golden plum palm print, now, Ye Zhen is going to be finished, right?" Many people had such thoughts, and even Feng Qingyue and Tian Guizhang's brows furrowed.
Zheng Ling's Jinmei palm print, they all know, a very powerful martial art, the power is comparable to a supernatural martial art. But it is powerful, Zheng Ling's Golden Plum Palm Print Yuehua Hall no one dares to take it, but it can only be ranked second, and he can't become the chief.
A martial artist is not a strong person who can succeed if he has strong attack power, a strong martial artist must be strong in attack ability, defense ability, speed, etc., in order to become a real strong man.
This is exactly what Feng Qingyue and Tian Guizhang are worried about, they are worried that Ye Zhen is also like Zheng Ling, he has extremely powerful attack ability, and Wu is defense is not very good, once he is hit, it will be over.
In the sky, Ye Zhen, who had a spiritual sense range of up to a thousand meters, found Zheng Ling coming from the rear at the moment he turned around, and in the past few months, Ye Zhen not only made a breakthrough in his cultivation, but also improved his cultivation from the first to the second, and correspondingly, Ye Zhen's soul cultivation has also been improved from the fifth level of the divine soul to the peak of the fifth level of the divine soul.
found Zheng Ling, who was sneaking up behind him, and then looked at Yan Jingshu, who was attacking head-on, and a trace of contempt suddenly appeared in Ye Zhen's eyes.
That's right, contempt!
In the palm of your hand, the light of the steep mine flashes!
Thundered!
A jet-black terrifying thunderbolt flew out of Ye Zhen's palm. In an instant, it hit Yan Jingshu's brain.
The Terrifying Heavenly Thunder can even hit the powerhouses of the Casting Vein Realm hard, let alone Yan Jingshu, who only has the fivefold peak of the Soul Sea Realm.
Zilala!
The thunder light poured up like water, and the body protection spirit armor on Yan Jingshu's body was shattered immediately, and the electric light blasted into the flesh, and after Yan Jingshu let out an irrepressible scream, his body trembled and twitched like a convulsion.
Without the dominance of the power of the divine soul. Yan Jingshu's terrifying sword dissipated into the air, and Yan Jingshu convulsed and fell to the ground.
Hiss!
The sound of gasping for cold air rang out abruptly.
No one could have imagined that Ye Zhen would solve Yan Jingshu so easily, one move, one move would completely solve Yan Jingshu, and the speed of the solution was extremely fast, Ye Zhen still had time to calmly turn around and deal with Zheng Ling who was sneaking up from behind.
But to everyone's surprise, Ye Zhen solved Yan Jingshu with one move. Unexpectedly, he stood proudly in the air, did not turn around, just stared at Yan Jingshu who fell from the sky, and did not have any intention of dealing with Zheng Ling who was attacking behind him.
All the warriors watching the battle on the ground were also stunned.
Ye Zhen should have turned around to deal with Zheng Ling, what did it mean to stand still and stand still?
At this scene, even Zheng Ling, who was attacking from behind, was a little stunned.
It's just that the fighter plane is fleeting.
Just when everyone was stunned, Zheng Ling's golden plum palm print, which shone with golden brilliance, was suddenly imprinted on the back of Ye Zhen's heart.
The moment I saw this scene. Everyone breathed.
Including Feng Qingyue, the breath is also steep. There was a trace of worry in her pretty eyes, including Tian Guizhang, Yao Sen, and even the Torture Hall Elder Tu De, who also held their breath and stared at this scene without turning their eyes.
It's just that everyone's eyes are different.
Feng Qingyue and Tian Guizhang were worried, Yao Sen was looking forward to it, and Tu De, the elder of the torture hall, was a pure look of wanting to know the result.
Bang!
Jin Mei's palm print slammed into Ye Zhen's heart, and the golden brilliance burst out violently. Then, Zheng Ling's eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief.
"How is that possible?"
Everyone saw the purple jade spirit armor covered by Ye Zhen's body, and with a slight fluctuation, Zheng Ling's incomparably powerful golden plum palm print disappeared.
Don't say it's seriously injured Ye Zhen. Even Ye Zhen's body protection spirit armor was not broken.
When she was stunned, Zheng Ling looked at her right palm with an incredible gaze, this situation made her a little suspicious, whether it was the incomparable Jinmei palm print that she had just blasted?
In the next moment, Ye Zhen turned around like a whirlwind, and a thick spiritual power brick hit the back of Zheng Ling's head, and it hit it directly.
Zheng Ling didn't even snort, his eyes rolled, and he fell from the sky like a dead fish.
was directly stunned by Ye Zhen.
Knocking over Zheng Ling did not mean that this battle was over, the other four martial artists of the first group who had just been frightened by Ye Zhen's purple jade seal and fled in all directions and successfully escaped, turned around and rushed towards Ye Zhen.
It's just that when they just turned around and rushed over, they saw the scene where Ye Zhen easily flipped through Yan Jingshu and Zheng Ling.
Especially after taking Zheng Ling's golden plum palm print, even the body protection spirit armor was not broken, which directly stunned them.
Then, when Ye Zhen turned to face them, the four of them glanced at each other, and a wry smile appeared on their faces.
"We throw in the towel!"
The four of them didn't even have the heart to fight with Ye Zhen, and directly admitted defeat.
Thinking about it, Ye Zhen was able to fight Zheng Ling's Jinmei palm print unharmed, what could they do when they attacked it?
I'm afraid that even if Ye Zhen stands still, they can't help Ye Zhen, and even Ye Zhen's body protection spirit armor can't be broken.
What else is the point of such a battle.
After the four of them admitted defeat in unison, the entire martial arts arena was quiet, and not a single sound could be heard, and everyone, including those few Vein Casting Realm powerhouses, all looked at this scene with wide eyes and surprise.
Well, the only sound is the scream of Yan Jingshu, who is still twitching there not far away (to be continued......