"Catch me, I'll see who can catch me today!" Ye Wentian sneered, didn't look at it, stretched out his hands like lightning, and pinched the halberd blades of the two halberds with only four fingers, no matter how the two guards exerted their strength, they just didn't move, and they couldn't shoot it or pull it out.

"Two waste, what are you pretending to be!" Priest Han scolded in amazement. It's no wonder he didn't believe it, the level of the temple guards was above level fifty, and these two guards were even closer to level sixty, and they were proficient in the temple fighting techniques, and their strength was extremely terrifying, and there were almost no opponents in the same level.

Chi Wanqiu's face disappeared with a smile, his eyes narrowed, and he began to look at Ye Wentian carefully, in his feelings, Ye Wentian gave people an unpredictable sense of ambiguity, but behind this blur it seemed that there was a hidden volcano! A volcano that could erupt at any time!

"Where did you come from, wild boy, is the temple a place where you can go wild?" Chi Shangyuan scolded.

"Don't get out of here, oh no, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out if you want to!" Ye Ming pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, if he could solve this trouble for the temple, it would be tantamount to getting closer to the priest.

"Priest, I, we didn't mean to!" one of the guards turned red, his forehead bruised, and his arms began to tremble, and even the halberd was bent.

Priest Han also noticed that something was wrong, his face changed, and the coercion containing divine attributes came out of his body, and slapped straight towards Ye Wentian.

"Get out!" Ye Wentian pinched the fingers of several people and threw them lightly, only to hear a crisp sound, the two halberd blades broke from it, and the two guards all burst into the mouth of the tiger, and the blood flowed for a long time, and they flew out with a muffled snort.

Chi Wanqiu keenly discovered that the halberd blades of the two halberds were actually all twisted into twists, this is the weapon of the temple, even if it is not a weapon, it is also a divine weapon blessed by divine power! It is easy to sharpen iron like mud. Looking at Ye Wentian's fingers again, they were undamaged, this is terrifying, is his physical body stronger than a divine weapon?

With two bangs, Chi Shangyuan and Ye Ming both pulled out their weapons, and they were about to rush up and kill Ye Wentian with a shout.

After all, Chi Wanqiu's eyes were spicy, he didn't think that his son's body would be stronger than the temple weapon, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the two of them, and said in a deep voice to Ye Wentian: "This young man, who are you? This is the temple, the place that represents the sun goddess, do you know what your actions mean?"

Priest Han's face changed again, because Ye Wentian didn't seem to feel his coercion at all, you must know that all the priests have been in the temple all the year round and have been baptized by divine power, and their spiritual power and coercion have a divine aura, and the quality is much higher than that of the same level.

However, Ye Wentian completely ignored his coercion and didn't even blow up a single hair, which is incredible!

Could it be that something is wrong with me? Priest Han began to doubt himself, but he didn't think about Ip Mantian's strength at all.

Ye Wentian clapped his hands, as if he had just done a trivial matter: "You don't care who I am, I heard what you just said, but unfortunately, I also came to sacrifice, and I came before you, so you can go back to the house and come next time." ”

"What are you kidding, what are you!" Chi Shangyuan scolded through Chi Wanqiu's arm.

"Just because you also want to sacrifice? Do you know how many things need to be consumed for sacrifice? I can't save enough for a hundred years to throw you to be a duck, so if you don't want to die, get out of here!" Ye Ming scolded even more fiercely, today's sacrifice is very important to him, very important, and related to the future of going to the imperial capital in a few days.

"Cheap mouth, palm mouth!" Ye Wentian didn't talk nonsense, and directly pumped a big-eared melon seed in the air.

A fluttering slap, but it seems to drive the whole space, giving people a sense of oppression that is about to be flattened, and the chest is blocked and breathless, and it is extremely uncomfortable.

A piercing whistling sound sounded, and the light on the edge of Ye Wentian's palm was actually distorted, and the air in front of his palm instantly sunken, and the center of this depression was Ye Ming's side face.

Priest Han was about to make a move, but when he felt the terrifying power of this palm, he retreated dozens of meters and flashed out.

"Hurry back!" Chi Wanqiu's face changed suddenly, and with a shock of his arms, Ye Ming and Chi Shangyuan flew backwards, and at the same time, he let out a low cry and raised his palm to meet the depression in the air.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Ye Wentian's mind, recalling the scene of the battle with Hekate at that time, Hekat raised her hand and danced wildly in Kowloon, striking out a huge palm phantom that could press out in the air, how did she do it?

Smiling slightly, Ye Wen Tianfu was very happy, and the palm he fanned out shook slightly, and the bowl-shaped concave air suddenly changed, turning into a huge palm phantom, pressing towards Chi Wanqiu with the power of rumbling.

"Open!" Chi Wanqiu's muscles skyrocketed, and he slammed his palm into the phantom palm with a broken shout.

With a loud bang, Ye Wentian didn't react, but Chi Wanqiu retreated far away, almost falling down one by one, leaving a trail of footprints from deep to shallow along the way.

The palm power exploded violently, forming a violent gale rolling and spreading, and the remaining palm power jumped over Chi Wanqiu and slapped Ye Ming's face.

"Smack. Half of Ye Ming's face was swollen, his five fingers were blood-red, and a back molar tooth was dancing in the blood foam.

What a terrible palm, it is really too deterrent! For a while, the audience was silent, Chi Shangyuan held back all the scolding, Priest Han's face turned pale, and he realized that he seemed to have underestimated Ye Wentian, and the two temple guards froze in place as soon as they stood up, and they found that Ye Wentian seemed to be very merciful to them just now.

And Ye Ming, the "beneficiary" of this palm, had already been knocked to the ground and fainted at this time, if it wasn't for Chi Wanqiu helping him block ninety percent of the palm power, it is estimated that half of his body would have been smashed.

"Who are you?" Chi Wanqiu only felt a sharp pain in his palms and cracked arms, he had the gluttonous sect's descendant martial spirit "gluttony", and he was born with infinite strength, but at this time, he was completely suppressed in terms of strength, and what was even more terrifying was that the other party was so young.

"I'll give you a hint, my surname is Ye. Ye Wentian sold a pass, raised his palm and grabbed the void of Priest Han, the palm of his palm contracted and concave, and a suction force was born out of thin air, pulling Priest Han over.

"What are you doing...... Priest Han was shocked, and before he could finish speaking, he was grabbed by Ye Wentian's collar, and a big-eared melon seed was slapped on his face, shattering all his words.

The back molars clanged down on the stone steps, and this palm Ye Wentian was really light and light.

"You dare to hit me, you dare to beat me, I am a priest, you dare to beat me!" Priest Han looked at Ye Wentian in disbelief, covering his red and swollen cheeks and widening his eyes.