Chapter 108: Heavenly Words First Class, Clothed Guest
"Wand Lowering Method!"
Brahmasu shouted, and the power of the Grandmaster's peak completely exploded.
The wand was constantly waved, killing Ye Wuya again, and the shadow of the Demon Descending Buddha appeared, like a big Buddha, the Buddha's light was golden, fierce and domineering.
Boom Boom!
Another explosion sounded, the ground exploded wildly, the air rattled, the air waves were furious, and Ye Wuya was engulfed by the terrifying power.
"Boundless Son......
Everyone's hearts froze, and they couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat.
Ye Lingtian smiled indifferently, with the strength of Borneo, let alone defeating Ye Wuya, I am afraid that he would not have the qualifications to draw his sword.
The explosions gradually stopped.
The smoke lingered for a long time.
Ye Wuya walked out of the smoke with an indifferent expression, and even his hair was not messy.
"The eldest son!"
Seeing that Ye Wuya was safe and sound, many people breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
"Huh?"
Brahma's face sank, and his mood was a little solemn, but he didn't expect that he didn't even have the magic wand method to help Ye Wuya in the slightest, this person's strength was too terrifying.
Ye Wuya ignored the brahma, and said indifferently: "One move!" ”
"What?"
Brahma was stunned for a second.
Ye Wuya said: "Defeat you in one move!" ”
"Arrogance!"
When Borneo heard this, he couldn't help but laugh a little, he admitted that Ye Wuya's strength was indeed not weak, but it was undoubtedly a fool's dream to defeat him with one move.
Ye Wuya looked at Borneo with an expressionless face, he took a step forward, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed instantly.
With the second step, his momentum increased a few points again.
Rumble!
When he took the third step, he instantly appeared in front of Brahma, and then swept out with a whip leg that was extremely fast, as if teleporting.
"Not good!"
Borneo's face changed drastically, feeling the power of the other party's leg, he didn't dare to resist at all, and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but unfortunately he was a step too late, Ye Wuya's speed was too terrifying, he couldn't dodge at all, and a sharp pain hit his chest.
Bang!
Ye Wuya swept the whip leg on the chest of the Brahman, and the body of the Brahma was like a cannonball, and it was directly blasted hundreds of meters, and the body hit a huge Buddha statue, knocking the Buddha statue out of a big hole.
The brahma spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground, his sternum shattered, and he was covered in blood, which was even worse than the two previous monks.
One move!
Ye Wuya really defeated him with just one move.
"Amitabha."
Seeing this, Master Deadwood couldn't help but silently recite a Buddha name and gently turn the Buddha beads.
"Good!"
There was a burst of cheers around, and everyone's eyes looking at Ye Wuya were full of admiration, Wuya Gongzi was really amazing.
Many women even had ripples in their eyes, thinking that Ye Wuya was very handsome.
"It's worthy of being the eldest prince of Tianmen, it's really terrifying."
Heavenly Peerless Master was too full of emotion, she was also at the peak of the Grandmaster, she knew that she was definitely not Ye Wuya's opponent, the younger generation, there was really a lot of Tianjiao.
"Tianmen is already hiding dragons and crouching tigers, and it is normal for demons to appear."
Tang Qi smiled lightly.
"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and there is indeed a great demon in Tianmen!"
A mysterious man dressed in a green robe and wearing a green hat flew in, he was holding a long sword, his aura was restrained, and he looked unfathomable, a strong man in the middle stage of a great grandmaster.
Behind him, there were also several grandmaster-level powerhouses.
"Green hats, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return, the word is first-class, and the clothes are guest!"
A smile appeared on Ye Lingtian's face.
The mysterious man in the cloak is not simple, but he is the strongest killer in the net, codenamed the clothed guest.
This man is extremely mysterious, and no one knows his true background, except that he is a very terrifying being.
Ye Lingtian looked at a masked woman beside Lingyi Ke again, and his smile was even stronger, Fu Yao came.
"The Man Who Caught the Net!"
The pupils of everyone present shrank, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Lingyike and the others.
"Master Deadwood, don't come unharmed."
The clothed guest clenched his fist slightly at the Deadwood Master.
"Amitabha! Good, good! ”
Master Deadwood folds his hands.
The clothed guest continued: "Dare to ask the master, can Hanshan Temple participate in this competition for the Immortal Seal?" ”
Master Deadwood whispered, "No! ”
"With your words, I'm relieved."
The Clothier nodded slightly.
As the host this time, Hanshan Temple wants to hand over the immortal seal through the martial arts conference, and it will definitely not participate in this competition, so that Luo Wang will also have one less strong opponent.
"Fang Waitian and his friends from the afterlife camp also come out together! Since everyone's goal is the Immortal Seal, then each has his own ability. ”
The Clothier looked into the distance.
Shout!
As soon as his voice fell, another group of mysterious people appeared here, all of whom were the killers of the afterlife camp.
The leader of the team was a mysterious man wearing a grimace mask and exuding a ghostly aura, he was holding a gray long sword, and the coercion on his body was extremely terrifying, and he was also the existence of a great grandmaster in the middle stage.
"Nether Yama!"
Ye Lingtian looked at the man wearing the grimace mask.
There are four great ghosts in the afterlife camp, such as the Demon Spirit, the Black and White Impermanence, and the four Great Yamas, namely the Huangquan Yama, the Shura Yama, the Netherworld Yama, and the Red Fire Yama.
Among them, the Red Fire Yan Jun is at the bottom, and only the peak cultivation of the Grandmaster, while the remaining three Yan Jun are all powerhouses at the level of the Great Grandmaster.
Above the four Yan Jun, there are also ferrymen, Meng Po, judges, and camp masters, and their strength is even more terrifying.
The mysterious man wearing the grimace mask opposite is none other than the Netherworld Yama, one of the four great Yan monarchs, and the sword in his hand is called Xuan Ming, which is not included in the famous sword spectrum, but no one dares to underestimate it.
In the hands of the Great Grandmaster, even a straw has supreme might.
Ye Lingtian glanced at the person behind the Netherworld Yan Jun, there were four Grandmasters, six were Congenital, and it happened that Qin Pujia was also among them, and she had already stepped into the realm of Grandmasters, and it seemed that she had got a chance in the Afterlife Camp.
After the killer of the death camp arrived, three more figures flew in, and the three of Fang Waitian arrived.
Flower Interpretation Language, Zhao Shanhe, Nian Red Fish!
"Net, Death Camp, Fang Waitian!"
Many of the strong people present looked very solemn, and at this moment, the people from the three major organizations were present.
"Zhao Shanhe."
The clothed guest looked at Zhao Shanhe, a different color flashed in his eyes, the news of the mountain traveler is true, Zhao Shanhe has indeed resumed his cultivation, and he has gone further.
"Clothed Guest."
Zhao Shanhe was also looking at the clothed guest.
This is a real strong enemy, and although the Netherworld Monarch next to him is also a terrifying existence, he is not as good as the Clothed Guest.
The background of the afterlife camp is indeed terrifying, and compared with the net, it is still a little worse.
Looking at the entire afterlife camp, there are basically only a few people who can be put on the table, and Luo Wang is even more unfathomable, so far, no one knows how many great grandmaster-level existences there are in Luo Net.
The net is everywhere.
In the rivers and lakes, there are shadows of nets, and maybe the suzerains of some sects and the strong men of some royal families are the people of the nets.