"Boom!"

The pitch-black palm prints fell, and the violent energy raged in the cave!

Cracks spread across the ground and stone walls.

The whole cavern, it seems, is going to collapse under this aftermath!

Zhao Changyuan's smile became more and more hideous, and his eyes were full of bloodthirst!

That demon spirit has been crushed into pulp, right?

However, the next moment, Zhao Changyuan's smile froze instantly!

His pupils shook violently, and his face distorted, with a look of hell!

In the dust, there was a tall figure!

The wind was raging, and the dust and smoke were gone.

A cold young man appeared in front of Zhao Changyuan.

It's not Ip Mantian, who is it!?

How so!?

Zhao Changyuan's brain is almost evaporated......

Ye Wentian woke up from a coma, and that's it......

How did this kid block his blow?

What's even more weird is that Ye Wentian blocked his supernatural palm print, and there was not even a single scar on his body!

Yinling looked at Ye Wentian's back, slightly stunned, and then, in his eyes, an extremely happy and excited look appeared:

"Master!"

The dog also breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Brother Tian, you scared me to death."

Ye Wentian touched Yinling's hairy head and smiled:

"I've kept you waiting."

"Silver Bell, you are my demon spirit of Ip Mantian."

"Someone wants to touch you?"

"Then you have to die."

As he spoke, he turned his head, extremely indifferent, and his cold gaze fell on Zhao Changyuan.

Zhao Changyuan's gaze at Shang Ye Wentian was like falling into an ice cellar, a chill, from the top of his back, straight to the top door!

This kind of indifference, Zhao Changyuan, seems to have only felt it in one person.......

That is the master of the Dao Gate, the existence who is the Dao Venerable!

At this moment, Ip Man looked at him tomorrow, as if a god was looking down on all beings!

Zhao Changyuan's expression was extremely gloomy!

What the hell is going on with this damn boy!?

He was full of violentness and shouted hysterically:

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

"Ye Wentian, in this cave, you have no escape!"

"This time, in the face of this seat, I see you, how to survive!"

"Dao Xuan Mahamudra!"

The aura in the abyss condensed again, and the huge palm print almost filled the entire cave!

As soon as the palm print trembled, it was a shocking momentum that fell towards Ip Mantian!

Ye Wentian said lightly:

"Is it inevitable to avoid it?"

"Now, you're no longer qualified for me to evade."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Wentian punched his hand and hit the palm print.

It seems, an extremely ordinary, unpretentious punch.

Seeing this, Zhao Changyuan's eyes flashed with joy!

In the face of his full blow, this kid is so big?

He didn't believe that such a casual punch could block this blow that condensed the power of heaven and earth!

In an instant, Ye Wentian's fist collided with the pitch-black palm print.

In the imagination, the violent impact, the aftermath of terror, did not appear.

The palm prints that were transformed by the supernatural power of the Dao Gate and the power of heaven and earth were like things piled up like sand, which instantly turned into pieces and dissipated......

The entire cave fell into a dead silence in an instant!

Zhao Changyuan, and even the dog and Yinling, all looked at Ye Wentian very sluggishly.

For a moment, I couldn't understand what happened just now......

Ye Wentian really punched Zhao Changyuan with a punch

Hit, rolled?.

This, how is this possible?

In the middle stage of transforming into a god, a martial artist of the Spirit Sky Realm, every blow contains a majestic aura between heaven and earth!

Doesn't this mean that Ye Wentian, who is a fitting existence, already has the power to shake heaven and earth with a single blow?

Even in those ancient legends, there has never been such a demon against the sky!

Zhao Changyuan's eyes trembled, and the monstrous fear surged in his heart!

He looked at Ye Wentian, who was walking towards him step by step, and felt that death was coming!

"Damn!"

Zhao Changyuan's expression was cloudy for a while, and after hesitating for a moment, his figure flashed, and he shot out of the cave!

There are no fools who can cultivate to this realm of martial artists!

Today's Ip Mantian is no longer an existence that can be suppressed by him alone!

As a super strong man in the middle stage of the incarnation, in front of Ye Wentian, he actually escaped!

Seeing this, Ye Wentian calmly spoke:

"I, did I let you go?"

With a flicker, his figure disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he had already appeared in front of Zhao Changyuan!

It's almost like teleporting!

Zhao Changyuan looked at Ye Wentian in front of him, and his expression was difficult to see!

He said coldly:

"Boy, what are you going to do!?"

"Old man, he is one of the elders of the Daomen!"

"If you dare to make a move against the old man, Daomen will never let you go!"

"Really?"

Ye Wentian Sen smiled and said:

"Coincidentally, I don't plan to let go of the door."

When Zhao Changyuan heard this, his eyes were condensed.

This kid really doesn't put the Daomen in his eyes!

With a flip of his wrist, he held a long sword, and on the sword body, the black light condensed, and it was towards Ye Wentian, slashing at him!

What Zhao Changyuan used was the sword technique that seriously injured Ye Wentian!

Between life and death, Zhao Changyuan seems to have stimulated the potential in his body, and this sword is almost the most powerful blow in his life!

But, even so, Ye Mantian's eyes still did not fluctuate in the slightest.

This sword, at an extremely fast speed, stabbed at the center of Ye Wentian's eyebrows!

Ye Wentian, but just stood quietly in place.

Zhao Changyuan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he saw that the sword of this sword was about to sink into Ye Wentian's eyebrows!

At this moment, Zhao Changyuan was shocked!

The long sword in his hand, as if it was frozen in ice, froze in mid-air, unable to move forward!

He looked at the young man in front of him, and his eyes became more and more frightened!

Two fingers......

Ye Wentian, with only two fingers, easily clamped Zhao Changyuan's sword to his fingertips.

No matter how Zhao Changyuan urged the aura of heaven and earth and poured it into this sword, he couldn't move!

It seems that it is not two fingers that hold this sword, but two optimus pillars!

What kind of monster is this guy!?

The strength shown by Ye Wentian completely subverted Zhao Changyuan's martial arts cognition!!

Suddenly, Zhao Changyuan thought of the dragon corpse behind him......

Could it be because of the dragon corpse?

His eyes flickered, he let go of the long sword in his hand, and his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the dragon corpse in the cave!

If Ye Wentian can get benefits from this dragon corpse, he may not be able to do it!

But, at this moment, a voice like a cold wind sounded behind him:

"Zhao Changyuan, do you remember?"

"I said that if I had not died, I would have paid back ten thousand times what I had received that day?"

"Now, it's time."

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