Ye Wentian ignored the person in front of him.

The spiritual power in his body was accumulated, and the momentum around his body increased again.

"I have a punch that can shake the dragon."

"Break!"

「……」

Ye Wentian's figure brought out a golden lightning bolt, and a punch fell violently, as if a dragon chant broke through the air.

The fists roared, converging in the form of a dragon.

Like a golden dragon, it opened its mouth wide and wanted to devour heaven and earth.

"Old ...... The Lord of the Temple." Li Qiye looked ahead, his poker face changed for the first time, looking at the back in front of him, which seemed to coincide with the figure in his memory.

Li Qiye's eyes were moved.

Everyone in the venue, including the two members of the Xuan family, was also stunned when they looked ahead at this moment.

What kind of punch is this?

That Ye Wentian, is there no end to his spiritual power?

Martial arts peak powerhouse, these two Xuan family sons have not seen before, but no matter how strong they are, there is a limit, and at this moment, it seems that the Great Yan Dragon King is getting stronger and stronger!

"Bang!"

"Boom ......"

The fist fell.

The palace master's face finally changed, and he raised his hand to burst out of spiritual power and launched a defense.

It's just that under the gaze of everyone, her figure was still directly shaken back, retreating dozens of feet in a row, and after stabilizing her figure, the aura around her body was obviously disordered.

"It's not an absolute defense." Ye Wentian glanced ahead and loosened his fist.

If you can impress, you can die.

A few more punches, it's not a big problem.

"You ......" The palace master frowned slightly, and did not make a move immediately, her face had a complicated color for the first time.

"Do you know our village chief?" Ye Wentian glanced at the person in front of him.

The other party obviously recognized the Dragon Shaking Fist, this set of boxing techniques was passed on to him by the village chief, and with the state of the ninefold change, it is undoubtedly Ye Wentian's strongest offensive now

"Village...... The village chief?" The palace master's brows tightened, and he repeated the whisper unconsciously.

After a moment, she slowly looked up, her eyes a little more resolute.

"Little thief, you killed the young master of the Heavenly Palace, this matter must be investigated, but it doesn't necessarily have to kill you to pay for your life, let me ask you, are you willing to become a righteous son?"

The palace master spoke slowly, and the expression on his face became a little serious.

Everyone in the audience was slightly stunned.

Xuan Ran, Xuan Bai Bing, and the two couldn't help but burst into light in their eyes.

"Great Flame Dragon King, promise her."

"If you become the Young Master of the Heavenly Palace, your future future is limitless, and this is an opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step." Xuan Ran reacted quickly, and the whole person became excited, and hurriedly reminded.

With this relationship, his status will also be improved.

In the future, maybe you can get a glimpse of the position of the head of the Xuan family.

In contrast, Xuan Baibing's face was extremely gloomy.

"This Ye Wentian, it's really good luck, this son's martial arts talent is not bad, why don't you have this opportunity." Jealousy arose in the interior of Xuanbai Bing.

The Great Yan Dragon King became the young master of the Heavenly Palace, and he was afraid that he would not be able to kill this son in this life.

Ye Wentian was stunned.

For a moment, the figure froze in place.

"Junior, have you thought about it?" The palace master's eyes swept and he asked slowly.

Ye Wentian's eyes froze.

The next moment, a long-lost anger rose in his eyes.

"Consider your uncle!"

"You, why don't you recognize me as a father?" The momentum of Ye Wentian's body climbed, and the terrifying spiritual power in his body surged out.

was broken by his own boxing skills, and if he didn't admit defeat, he didn't forget it, why did he want to be his mother?

What is the truth of this Nima?

Ip Man Tian was angry, really angry.

This scene, in the eyes of everyone in the audience, did not change much in the look on the faces of the dark people.

The two sons of the Xuan family are buzzing in their heads and hearts

I couldn't stop shivering.

This Ye Wentian, how dare you?

With such an opportunity, it doesn't matter if you don't cherish it, you even dare to anger the palace master of the Heavenly Palace.

"Presumptuous!"

"Little thief, how do you talk to this seat?" The palace master frowned, she didn't expect the other party to react like this, and couldn't help but scold angrily.

I'll go!

Why did this woman still take on the identity?

Ip Man's eyes flashed red, and the momentum around him rose a few points again.

"Don't talk, your hair hasn't grown, what are you putting in front of me?" Ye Wentian's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the person in front of him.

The next moment, the golden rays on his fist condensed again.

The air around them froze, and an indescribable force swept away.

The palace master's face sank, and with a wave of his hand, the spiritual power in front of him formed an invisible defense, blocking the prying eyes of the other party.

"This seat is born."

"Junior, this seat will finally give you a chance to become the righteous son of this seat, and your festival with the Heavenly Palace can be set off here." The palace master's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke again.

"You call me Daddy first!" Ip Mantian responded immediately.

The voice did not fall.

His figure once again brought out a golden glow, approaching in a blink of an eye.

The fist roared, and the dragon groaned through the air.

The palace master's face in front of him turned sharply, and his eyes returned to coldness again: "This seat has given you a chance, and in this case, I can only kill you."

"Heavenly Palace Order, lock!"

"Buzz ......"

The palace master raised his hand and quickly pinched the trick down.

Above his head, the four Heavenly Palace Orders that had originally scattered without a trace suddenly appeared out of thin air and floated above Ye Wentian's head.

A four-way enchantment instantly enveloped its figure.

At this moment, Ye Wentian could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body was flowing rapidly, which was somewhat similar to the previous trapped Divine Consciousness.

"Huh? Here's it again." Ye Wentian glanced around, this time his spiritual power did not dissipate immediately, and it was not difficult to break this thing.

That's when it happened.

"Whew!"

"Whistling."

A long-lost sense of threat swept Ye Wentian's mind.

It was the feeling of being thrown into the mountains and forests by the village chief when he was six years old, and being targeted by wild beasts.

"Little thief, die." The palace master snorted coldly, and the cold air in front of her condensed, gradually forming a huge ice pick, which turned rapidly and tore through the air.

"Crack!"

"Go...... Whoop......"

The palace master's finger fell.

The terrifying huge ice pick with the momentum of breaking through the sky instantly penetrated the blockade barrier, and in the next second, it had already appeared in Ye Wentian's chest.

Dark, Jin Cheng and other people on the dark list, their faces changed sharply at the same time, and under the focus of their eyes, their faces showed worry.