(1st Update)

"Hello, Hello, Hello......"

The Seven Elders supported their knees with their hands, gasping for breath, and the sweat of the bean continued to ooze from their foreheads, sliding down the bridge of their noses and chins, and the sweat was like a slurry, and after a while, a puddle of water was on the ground.

The Cloak Hammer Method is a unique secret method of Haotian Sect, and every time it is cast, it must be supported by strong power.

The Seventh Elder is already over seventy years old, if he is changed to the outside world, according to his age, he is already in the prime of life, and his physical functions have begun to decline, even if he is a Title Douluo, it is difficult to resist the erosion of the years, and after performing the Cloak Hammer Method six times in a row, he is finally exhausted.

Even, even the Martial Soul Haotian Hammer, the Seven Elders no longer had the strength to lift it, so they could only let it fall to the ground.

Looking at the sky, there was still a small half of the meteorite left, but even if there was only a small half left, it was still the size of a basketball court, and the Seventh Elder showed an unwilling look on his face.

"How can this be ......"

It's just a little bit, just a little bit!

If he can swing the Haotian Hammer again, two or three more times, he will be able to resolve this crisis!

But now, he failed!

The meteorite that was getting closer and closer to the ground was reflected in the pupils, and an invisible pressure suddenly fell on all the disciples of the Haotian Sect.

At this moment, the other four elders were all involved by Tang Hao alone, and the sect leader Tang Xiao didn't know what was going on, he had been in a state of hang-up, and he was still watching the development of the situation coldly.

Despair permeated everyone's hearts.

For the first time, the Haotian Sect really felt that their aura as the overlord of the continent had completely distanced itself from them, and they were no longer the Haotian Sect that dominated the Soul Master Realm, but just an ordinary sect that was at the mercy of slaughter.

The expressions on the faces of the elders and disciples were seen by the contemporary sect master Tang Xiao one by one.

Tang Xiao didn't make a move, and the reason why he let Yang Ming do it was here.

Yang Ming's appearance can wake up everyone present with a slap, don't always indulge in the glory of the past, but focus on the current situation and the future!

Obviously, Yang Ming's powerful offensive has a surprisingly good effect.

Just when many disciples of the third and fourth generations closed their eyes and seemed to have resigned themselves to death, they found that the meteorite had not fallen for a long time.

They opened their eyes and saw a scene that made their breath suffocating.

The meteorite that they couldn't resist and couldn't resist was actually held up by Yang Ming's hand.

At this moment, Yang Ming's figure in their eyes continued to enlarge, like a giant picking stars with one hand!

In the next moment, Shenwei exerted force, and the space around the meteorite was squeezed and distorted, as if the meteorite was thrown into the washing machine to be stirred, and the meteorite was distorted and deformed, and it was absorbed into Yang Ming's eyes.

"This ...... Such a big meteorite, this is gone?"

"Am I still living in a dream?"

"It's not true, how could such a ridiculous thing happen!"

No matter what these disciples thought in their hearts, the reality was cold in front of them, and they couldn't help but admit it.

After putting the meteorite into the Shenwei space, Yang Ming looked at the Seven Elders who had collapsed to the ground with a smile on his face, and said:

"Seventh Elder, what do you think of the results of this discussion?"

Hearing the ridicule in Yang Ming's words, it seemed that he was responding to what he had said before that Yang Ming had a round, no matter how thick-skinned the Seventh Elder was, his face changed again and again at this time, sometimes cyan and sometimes red, which looked extremely funny.

A breath of depression rushed straight to his head, and the Seventh Elder raised his old finger and pointed at Yang Ming tremblingly.

"You...... I ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the Seventh Elder collapsed and became depressed because of his strength, and his eyes suddenly went black, and he fainted straight up, causing an uproar among the disciples who were watching.

The elder with long eyebrows sighed in his heart, he didn't mean to blame the Seventh Elder, he knew very well in his heart that even if he ended up in person, he might not be able to please anything in the face of the meteorite that was comparable to a natural disaster.

Actually, they are not to blame at all.

If the meteorite is just a stone on the ground, with the Haotian Hammer with extremely strong attack power, it can be hammered in minutes.

However, the meteorite fell from the sky, in addition to its own mass and weight, but also because it was in the air, Haotian Sect's soul skills were mostly good at short and medium distances, and there was not much way to take the long range, once the soul skills exceeded the attack range, the power would be greatly reduced.

Take the hero in the Glory of Kings as an analogy, the people of Haotian Sect are comparable to Cheng Biting Jin, and you let it attack the big dragon across the river, which is obviously unrealistic.

The elder elder with long eyebrows waved his hand, and a third-generation disciple not far from him understood, and immediately walked down, raising the unconscious seventh elder up.

"Honorable Exploding Envoy, you won."

As the second elder among the five elders, the elder with long eyebrows looked at Yang Ming with a somewhat complicated gaze, this young overly young man, and said slowly:

"You have proved your strength, and you have also proved that the Exploding Heaven Gang does have the foundation to make our Haotian Sect surrender."

As soon as the second elder said this, the disciples below were in an uproar.

It's just that no matter how unwilling these disciples are in their hearts, they are all silent in the face of the iron-clad facts, and then they think of the natural disaster meteorite that made them feel extremely desperate just now.

They are no longer the overlords of the continent in the past!

A sense of depression permeated everyone's hearts.

Deeply feeling this sense of frustration, the second elder took a deep breath and continued:

"However, Yang Ming, you have only shown the strength of your Bombing Heaven Gang, it is not enough for us Haotian Sect to truly surrender to you, you must not want to see us not surrender sincerely, right?"

Yang Ming knew that this kind of elder who had served as an elder for many years was an old fox, and it was not that simple.

Fortunately, Yang Ming is confident, no matter what conditions the other party proposes, with the strength of the Bombing Heaven Gang now, it can be easily completed.

"What are your conditions?"

"We have a blood feud with the Martial Spirit Palace, if you want us to surrender, then you can take the head of the Hall of Elders to worship Qiandaoliu."

The corners of the Second Elder's mouth turned up slightly, as if he was very satisfied with proposing this harsh condition for himself.

Qiandaoliu is comparable to the turtle with the shrunken head of the Wuhun Palace, and it does not take a step out of the Wuhun Hall all year round, if you want to kill Qiandaoliu, you must attack the Wuhun Palace.

In this way, if the Bombing Heaven Gang and the Martial Spirit Hall start a war, no matter who wins or loses, Haotian Sect can take advantage of the fisherman.

However, not long after he finished speaking, a third-generation disciple ran in from outside in a panic.

"Report! It's a big deal, the Wuhun Hall has sent an army over! Now that we have taken control of our outposts, we're crossing the chain! ”