Eighth order?

It turned out to be an eighth-order madness?

In the history of the Ye clan, no one has ever been directly promoted in the arena of the annual meeting, which is simply incredible!

"How did you get advanced?"

Ye Liangcheng panicked, gasping for breath, he seemed to be greatly stimulated, and kept whispering, "No! No way! I've been practicing penance for a year and a half, but I haven't been able to step from the seventh order to the eighth order, why can? Or in such a short period of time? ”

Between the seventh-order madness and the eighth-order madness, there is a huge hurdle.

Because the third to seventh pulse points are distributed on the spine, it is regarded as the same vein; And the eighth pulse point suddenly turned around and landed on the Qi Sea Acupoint in the chest.

When a seventh-order madness hits the eighth pulse point, if it is not handled properly, it is very easy to go mad. The problem is serious, and it is even possible that the muscles and veins of the whole body will be broken, and the martial arts will be abolished.

Ye Luo did not answer Ye Liangcheng.

She didn't think there was any need to explain it to a weak person.

"Die!" This sentence, she returned it to Ye Liangcheng as it was.

There are no gorgeous martial arts, they are all the most basic fighting moves in the army, the moves are deadly, fists to the flesh, and full of fierce killing atmosphere.

"Boom!"

A punch in the air.

shattered the Ye Liangcheng's proud Ye Flame defense layer, and the leaves condensed by the fire madness shattered into powder.

"Absolute defense, huh? Yes?! ”

The iron fist pierced through Ye Yan and smashed heavily into Ye Liangcheng's chest.

A fist-shaped blood-colored depression appeared on Ye Liangcheng's chest, his ribs were shattered, and three sharp broken bones protruded from his body, and his shape was terrifying.

"Do you want to kill me? Kill you! Kill! ”

Another punch fell, smashing into Ye Liangcheng's blood-colored depression, the second attack wound, the flesh and blood splashed, and the broken bones pierced into the lobes of the lungs, "You all want me to die, none of you want me to live, it's good, it's good!" ”

Bang! Bang!

Another punch fell, and it was still the blood-colored depression.

There was an eighth-order madness lingering in his fist, although Ye Liangcheng paid great attention to refining his body and created a sound of steel and iron bones, but he couldn't resist the iron fist of the eighth-order madness.

This is the absolute suppression of the realm!

This is the absolute overriding of the ranks!

Ye Liangcheng had no room to resist at all.

The pain in the chest, the suppression of the spirit, the trembling in the depths of the soul! Everything could kill him.

Last year, when he faced off against the first place Ye Tian in the competition, he didn't feel such a terrifying suppression. It is also an eighth order, and Ye Luo's realm is so much deeper than Ye Tian!

"I ......"

Before the word admit defeat was spoken, Ye Luo kicked Ye Liangcheng's teeth with one kick.

Joke!

She hasn't had enough of it, so she wants to admit defeat?

Not the slightest possibility!

When Ye Luo beat Ye Liangcheng wildly, he raised his eyes, and his sharp golden eyes swept towards the direction of Ye Jue, the first person in the judging seat, his eyes were full of provocation, and the corners of his lips hooked up a mocking arc.

See, this is your proud adopted son.

I can cripple your son, I can destroy your daughter, and I can kill your adopted son.

All your fangs will be removed by me one by one.

Ye Jue received Ye Luo's provocation, his body shook, as if he had been greatly stimulated, he gasped violently, his pupils contracted sharply, as if he could faint at any time. Such sharp golden eyes pierced into the depths of his soul.

Why?

Why did his two sons and one daughter be destroyed in Ye Luo's hands?