Chapter 14: Ethnic Ratio (2)

"After the wooden vine is entwined, it can actually bloom a flower?"

", that's an advanced mid-grade spell."

"Advanced?"

"The wood vine entanglement at the beginning of the medium-grade spell, if you can cultivate to the fullest, you can advance to the top-grade spell, the flower of thorns." Qiu Qing, who was sitting at the watchtable, finally spoke, which can be regarded as solving the doubts of everyone in the Xue family.

"Top-grade spells, this Yu Mo is only a fifth-grade warlock, how can he cast it?"

"A month later, Yu Yang was able to break through the peak Yuanshi, how could he Yu Mo stop where he was?" Another person in the second room of the family added.

Everyone suddenly realized.

When flowers grew on Teng Mai, the scattered branches also became extremely sharp, with an emerald green cold glow, deeply pierced into Yu Yang's arm, and the scarlet blood was wrapped in pure Yuan Li and was quickly absorbed by the thorns.

Feeling the loss of Yuan Force in his body, Yu Yang couldn't exert the slightest strength, the pink mist, inhaled into the body, homeopathically entered the meridians, and then, permeated all the acupuncture points in the body, tightly wrapped the Yuan Li.

Suddenly, somewhere in the dantian, purple light flickered, and a faint electric light trembled, and immediately, a huge vortex appeared in the ocean body, and at an astonishing speed, the pink mist in the ocean body was plundered, and the thorns pierced into the arm were quickly absorbed.

The withered vines fell to the ground softly and fell apart, while Yu Yang was freed, dancing with bloody arms, standing on tiptoe with both feet, stepping on the trajectory of the arc, and attacking Yu Mo.

"Bang" punched through the pink mist, breaking through the distance of several steps, and slammed heavily into Mo's face.

The already weak body, where could it withstand such a swift blow, the body was thrown away, the body turned upside down in the air, the face was facing the ground, and it fell heavily.

The hard bluestone slab, rubbing against the immature skin, when Yu Mo got up, the blood stains flowing out of his face had already dyed the bluestone slab red, and the left side of his face was swollen into a piece, and he was raised high.

"Top-grade magic, how can he ...... if he can't catch it off guard," above the stands, the seven-grade Great Nian Master muttered in Zhan's mouth.

Warlocks are different from Yuan Shi, if the spiritual thoughts of cultivation are weaker than Yuan Li, the power of the high-grade spells can even be stronger than the pure Yuan Technique in the middle of the stars, but Yu Yang did not have the slightest fluctuation of the Yuan Force of the Pure Yuan Technique, and he was able to break a high-grade spell, which was naturally incredible.

On the high platform of "admitting defeat", Yu Zhanpeng's palms were clenched, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't rush forward in front of everyone, he would have broken thousands of corpses in the ocean. I had to close my eyes, the corners of my mouth moved slightly, and I said to Yu Mo.

"No, I'm an eight-rank Yuanshi, how can I lose to this waste." Yu Mo trembled and stepped back, the jade screen flute in his hand was raised, and he was about to play, but he saw the figure in front of him flickering, his hands empty, and the jade screen flute had already fallen into Yu Yang's hands.

"This is my mother's psychic soldier, even if my mother has passed away, this treasure should not be moved by others." Yu Yang sneered, feeling the fluctuations of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the air, the spiritual thoughts were intertwined in front of Yu Mo's eyes, dozens of cyan lights flickered, and the cold stars in the sky shot towards Yu Yang's body.

Yu Yang took a step forward, touched another short blade tied to the waistband of his trousers with his left hand, held the blade in both hands, danced in front of his chest, and carried the wind blade in front of him.

The sound of "jingling" invisibly destroyed Yu Mo's last confidence.

The "Waterfall Flowing Water" basin-sized water bomb exploded in front of him, and at the critical moment, five water waves were dispersed.

The first water bomb fell on the short blade of the ocean, and a layer of thin ice quickly condensed, and along the short blade, it wrapped around the arm of the ocean, and the waving arm slammed in the air.

"Icepick, disease." Yu Mo seized the opportunity and exhausted the last few wisps of spiritual thought in his body, regardless of the tearing pain in his mind, even if he was shaky, he had to watch Yu Yang be stabbed to death by more than ten ice picks.

However, Yu Yang's frozen arm was suddenly dyed a layer of red, and then, the ice and clothes on his arm burned, and the swelling nearly doubled, directly breaking through the ice, waving his hand, and then punching, hitting Yu Mo's chest heavily.

"How dare you?" I only heard a loud shout behind him, and the terrifying momentum in the sky locked, Yu Yang, but he couldn't care too much at the moment, his fist loosened, and his palm directly carried the ink, directly blocking behind him.

"Bang" The golden palm directly penetrated Yu Mo's chest and hit Yu Yang's back, Yu Yang didn't have time to react, he had already spurted out a mouthful of blood, flying out several feet away.

And in the same place, Yu Zhanfeng's face was hideous and terrifying, but what he was carrying in his hand was the corpse of his son Yu Mo.

"It's me, I'm ...... Kill Merr? Yu Zhanpeng muttered to himself, his eyes were full of panic, however, when his eyes swept to Yu Yang, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he threw his hand at Yu Mo's body on the ground, his hands were dyed golden, and he threw himself towards Yu Yang again.

Yu Yang lay on the ground in a gloomy manner, calmly looking at this incomparably powerful palm, if it fell on top of his head, he was afraid that he would die again, and continue to cross? He didn't dare to think about it, but he was so unwilling in his heart.

"Yu Zhanfeng, stop." In his ears, the roar of Seventh Uncle Yu Zhanyue echoed.

However, the palm of the golden yellow is already magnified in front of the eyes, everything is in vain, and death is just in sight.

"Bang" The burly figure suddenly fell in front of Yu Yang's body, and met Yu Zhanfeng with one palm, and there was a tremor in the air, and then, Yu Zhanfeng's figure exploded and retreated a few steps.

"Head of the House"

"Zhanpeng"

Behind him, the Yu family, who wanted to stop them, stopped one after another and looked at Yu Zhanpeng who appeared with surprise on their faces.

"Zhanfeng, stop it." Yu Zhanpeng had a little regret on his face, after all, no matter what the person in front of him did, he was his half-brother.

"What would you do if your son died in front of you? Yu Zhanpeng, okay, since you woke up, then you and I will be in this martial arts arena today, and we will fight it out in front of everyone, and the winner can continue to serve as the head of the Yu family. Yu Zhanfeng could still listen to it, his face was hideous, the green tendons on his arms burst out, the murderous intent in his eyes rose, and during the conversation, the gold was smeared on the palm of his hand, raised above his head, and it seemed that a large amount of Yuan Force had converged, forming a golden sun, the size of a basin.

"Jin Yang is in charge?" Yu Zhanpeng's pupils shrank slightly, and his face was a little solemn.

Yu Zhanpeng wanted to continue to ask, but unfortunately, the palm wind had arrived, and Dacheng's Jinyang palm was very powerful, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

Yu Yang was rescued by Yu Zhanyue, who arrived later, and when he returned to the sidelines, a doctor immediately arrived, bandaged the wound on his back, took a few pills, and Yu Yang's injury was also suppressed.

"I can't imagine that this bastard has broken through the peak of the Eighth Rank Yuan Master, and the eldest brother has just recovered from his serious injury, if he can't suppress it in a short time, I'm afraid that the consequences will be worrying." Looking at the battle in the field, the figure is like lightning, and between the fights, there will be a thunderous sound, or a large piece of the ground will collapse. But a hundred moves have passed, but there is no suppression.

Yu Yang pursed his lips and said nothing, his eyes fell directly on Zhanpeng, and his heart was like a big stone hanging in his heart.

"The juniors of the Yu family are ordinary, these two people can be regarded as heroes, and they are very likely to break through the Tianjiao of the Yuan King Realm, but they have to fight in the nest." A businessman looked at the battle with a strange face, happy and comfortable.

"The scene of the two tigers competing is exciting, I didn't expect that Yu Zhanfeng was good at hiding clumsy, and the Yu family even had a second eight-rank peak master." Lin Hushan squinted, he was happy to see Yu fighting in his nest and losing his own strength.

"This person is Yu Zhanpeng?" Qiu Qing looked back at Xue Qingning, who was shaking his head beside him.

"Yes." Xue Qingning was excited, and immediately reacted, and the chick nodded like a peck pecking rice.

"This is a good blessing at home, but I'm afraid of today's affairs, I will definitely not be able to interfere." Qiu Qing muttered to himself in his heart, looking back and forth at the foreign father and son.

The scene suddenly changed, and the scorching sun of the golden palm, in the golden, faintly red, was already the ultimate performance.

Seeing that Yu Zhanpeng's face was gradually showing a pale color, Yu Zhanfeng didn't know how to seize the opportunity, his two palms converged, holding a round of boiling sun, and he went towards Yu Zhanpeng's face and chest.

However, under the bombardment of the scorching sun, Yu Zhanpeng's figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, Yu Zhanfeng felt a pain in his wrist, and Yu Zhanfeng's big hand had already restrained his arms at some point.

Yu Zhanfeng made a gesture to shoot, but he couldn't get the slightest luck with Yuan Li, and suddenly his face changed, and the most complicated expressions in the world, such as panic, panic, and resentment, appeared on his face one by one.

"Broken pulse hand, why, there was not much difference in strength between you and me back then, just because you were the eldest son, my father passed on the position of the head of the family to you, and I could only be reduced to a deacon of the head of the family, and even a side clan elder was inferior?" The hanging hands could no longer cause any harm to Yu Zhanpeng, Yu Zhanfeng raised his head in a dejected manner, his eyes full of resentment, full of unwillingness.

"Your ambition will lead your family into the abyss." Yu Zhanpeng closed his eyes and slapped his palm on his zenith.

The sound of the skull shattering could be heard clearly, but no one dared to speak.

Yu Zhanfeng's body fell to the ground softly, and Yu Zhanpeng finally faced everyone and smiled a little.

He opened his mouth and said: "You have come from afar, and you should have been entertained, but because of my misfortune at home, Yu Zhanfeng's father and son made trouble and neglected it, and I hope you will not be surprised." ”

As soon as these words came out, some people couldn't help but secretly curse the "old fox" in their hearts, and seeing that the civil strife in the clan had not been suppressed, they were about to issue an eviction order. However, the other two major families in Liu Zhen will not be able to stop like this.

"Wait" Sure enough, facing the enthusiastic eyes of many people, the two figures stood up in unison.