"Haha, Zhang Ye, useless, useless! My snake scale jade armor is made of the scales on the body of the 10,000-year-old giant snake and pasted with 10,000-year-old silk, no matter how powerful your sword qi is, you can't hurt me!"

In the ring, Fu Songcheng received three or four consecutive knife blows, but not only was he not injured, but he was extremely excited. He knew that the more powerful Zhang Ye attacked, the more his true qi would be consumed, and it wouldn't be long before Zhang Ye's true qi would run out!

Zhang Ye's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly thought about how to deal with it in his heart.

In the current situation, it is not difficult for Zhang Ye to win. He only needed to pull out the long whip on his waist, and he could beat Fu Songcheng to death with one whip. The long whip is the true weapon of the elephant clan, it contains all kinds of mysteries, and the power is surprisingly great, in front of this long whip, the meteor real weapon in Fu Songcheng's hand is nothing at all.

However, this long whip is Zhang Ye's zuihou method, and he will not be exposed unless he has to.

"The long whip can't be used in public, otherwise not only will the real weapon be exposed, but the ancient elephant power in my body will also be exposed, and the consequences will be difficult to predict. Now it seems that only by using special means can this person be defeated......" Zhang Ye thought quickly in his heart, and he quickly thought of a way.

"Bang!" Zhang Ye retracted the heavy knife behind his back with a lightning-like technique.

Then, Zhang Ye's hands suddenly grabbed out in a strange and wonderful way. With Zhang Ye's grasp, a huge palm suddenly appeared, and it grabbed Fu Songcheng fiercely!

Seeing this huge palm, the people under the ring felt a familiar feeling in their hearts.

At this time, Du Hong, who had just woken up from a coma, said in a lost voice: "Damn! Zhang Ye's grasp actually has the smell of breaking clouds and scattering hands, he is stealing from my broken clouds!"

Staring at Zhang Ye blankly, Du Hong's heart was shocked, he couldn't believe that his mysteries were incomparably clear, and Zhang Ye was able to steal learning.

"Shoot!" Zhang Ye's huge palm, although it was extremely powerful, Fu Songcheng was not easy to mess with. With a slight wave of his palm, he saw the moonlight gushing out faintly, and the huge palm emitted by Zhang Ye was easily cracked by him.

"Hahahaha, Zhang Ye, are you crazy? Your sword qi can't help me, this palm formed by the condensation of true qi is simply vulnerable!" Fu Songcheng said proudly.

"Really?" Zhang Ye's voice came from inside the tornado and said, "Why don't you try this." ”

As he spoke, the palms that were scattered by Fu Songcheng suddenly turned into more than a dozen small palms and grabbed Fu Songcheng's body!

"Puff puff puff—"

Fu Songcheng had to deal with the tornado at this time, and he had to deal with these elusive little palms, and he couldn't parry it. Accidentally, two or three small palms fell on his body, only to hear a soft sound of "ding", and a small piece of the snake scale jade armor on his body was torn off by this palm!

The snake scale jade armor worn by Fu Songcheng was made of more than a thousand snake scales, and after a small piece of snake scales was torn off by Zhang Ye, this snake scale jade armor was incomplete. The priceless snake scale jade armor was destroyed by Zhang Ye, and Fu Songcheng was distressed and surprised in his heart.

"What kind of trick are you?" Fu Songcheng's heart sank, and he shouted at Zhang Ye.

In the tornado, Zhang Ye saw that his technique was effective, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "This technique of mine is comprehended from the hands of the Du Hong brothers. The Du Hong brothers' cloud-breaking hands are wide open and closed, but my own technique is small and exquisite, and he is the best at winning with subtlety. By the way, I gave this set of techniques a name, it's called rags and loose hands, Fu Songcheng, I want to tear off your clothes one by one!"

"Wow-"

"I'm dizzy. This chapter leaf has created such a strange combat skill, can it really tear the opponent's clothes......?

"Hehe, this Zhang Ye is really a tough person! He actually created a set of ragged clothes, hehehehe, if the girl fights with him, wouldn't it be a big loss!"

"Hey hey (Baidu) Hey, I'll take a look at the next battle first. If Zhang Ye's set of techniques is really as divine as he said, I am willing to pay a lot of money to buy this set of combat skills!"

......

The people in and out of the ring heard Zhang Ye's words, and they were shocked in their hearts, but they also had a strange look on their faces. Du Hong's cloud-breaking hand was only used a few times, and Zhang Ye comprehended the mystery from it, and this demonic comprehension stunned everyone. At the same time, people were extremely curious about Zhang Ye's set of "ragged clothes and loose hands", and their eyes widened one by one, watching how Zhang Ye tore off Fu Songcheng's snake scale armor.

"Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao-"

In the eyes of the people, small palms flew out of the tornado, and they attacked Fu Songcheng out of nowhere. Zhang Ye's body was hidden in the tornado at this time, and his technique was extremely exquisite, and the endless small palms made it difficult for Fu Songcheng to parry. I only heard the sound of "ding ding" endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, four or five snake scales fell from Fu Songcheng's scale armor, which made Fu Songcheng feel shocked and angry.

"I don't believe it!" Fu Songcheng was furious, and the true qi in his body gushed out like crazy, forming a heavy wall of true qi outside his body, trying to block Zhang Ye's ragged clothes.

But just after a while, Fu Songcheng couldn't stand it anymore. The attacks sent out by Zhang Ye's ragged hands came from all directions, so Fu Songcheng's qi wall had to be exhaustive in order to be able to block Zhang Ye's ragged hands. The problem is that although the qi wall can block Zhang Ye's rags, it is an abnormal consumption of true qi, if it continues like this, it won't be long before Fu Songcheng's true qi can't support it.

There is a big killing weapon like a meteor real weapon in his hand, but he is in an absolute lower (Flashing God Mu Yi) wind, and he has been in a state of being beaten, which makes Fu Songcheng angry in his heart: "Zhang Ye, if you are a man, come out and fight with me in a dignified manner! Hide in the tornado and be a turtle with a shrunken head, what does this look like!"

Zhang Ye sneered, ignored Fu Songcheng's scolding, and continued to show his ragged clothes.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The ragged clothes and loose hands were comprehended by Zhang Ye from the hands of the broken clouds, although they were not as mysterious as the broken clouds and scattered hands, but with the attack of the tornado, they were extremely sharp. Although Fu Songcheng's moonlight palm technique was powerful, in the face of Zhang Ye's dense and wonderful attack, he was defeated and retreated, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of pieces of snake scale armor on his body fell.

Looking at Zhang Ye's wonderful technique, the people under the ring were stunned.

"What a powerful ragged hand! Before Zhang Ye's ragged clothes, even if this Fu Songcheng has a meteor real weapon in his hand, it seems that he will inevitably be defeated!"

"Yes, yes! Who would have thought that this Zhang Ye not only has ancient sword intent, but also can easily release a tornado, and can also create his own strange method of raging clothes and scattering his hands! In my opinion, this Fu Songcheng's clothes will be torn apart by Zhang Ye sooner or later, hehe, this time Fu Songcheng is going to fight naked!"

"Quack quack! I heard that this Fu Songcheng is unusually romantic, I don't know if his capital below him is big? If it's just a small thing, it will be embarrassing to wait for him to be naked!"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Beast, you're so obscene......"

Listening to the discussions of the warriors, and then looking at Zhang Ye who was showing his might in the ring, Du Hong only felt the blackness in front of him, and he almost vomited blood. He silently wailed in his heart: "Heaven, earth! My set of cloud-breaking hands is extremely domineering, wide open and closed, and I can slap a master of martial arts into scum with one shot." I didn't expect Zhang Ye, a bastard, to use my set of combat skills to tear other people's clothes! If a few masters found out, they would have to scold me to death!"

The discussion of the warriors in the ring reminded Zhang Ye when he landed, Zhang Ye's eyes lit up, and he said: "Fu Songcheng has this treasure armor, and I don't know how many scales there are. If you continue like this, you don't know how long you will have to fight before you can win. It seems that it takes a genius to win......"

Although Zhang Ye had the upper hand faintly at this time, he was still a little anxious in his heart. Although the tornado was able to distract Fu Songcheng and make him hide his figure. But out of the tornado, it is very consuming true qi, and the battle has reached the present, and the true qi in Zhang Ye's body has been used up to six or seven percent, if Fu Songcheng can no longer be defeated, Zhang Ye can only (the Shining God Slaughter version group is using the power of the dragon elephant.

The power of the dragon elephant is one of the hole cards of Zhang Ye, and Zhang Ye is not considered to use it until it is urgent.

Zhang Ye took a long breath, and the true qi in his body surged out, and more and more tornadoes rushed to Fu Songcheng's side, entangling Fu Songcheng tightly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ye's technique changed slightly.

"Poof!"

With the change of Zhang Ye's technique, Fu Songcheng only felt that his lower body was cold, and his pants were torn apart by Zhang Ye's rags!

The pants were torn off by Zhang Ye, and Fu Songcheng's two hairy thighs appeared in front of people's eyes. It's a good thing he still has a pair of little shorts, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to see anyone!

"Ahh Some martial artists who were afraid of the chaos in the world looked at Fu Songcheng's lower body excitedly and pointed at his lower body.

"Ah!" The dignified martial arts ninefold master was actually torn off his pants in the ring, and Fu Songcheng was almost so angry that he vomited blood. He roared angrily and said, "Zhang Ye, you are so despicable! Do you think you can defeat me in this way? Impossible, impossible!"

Zhang Ye smiled coldly: "What the hell is your name?" You better be careful, keep your shorts and talk about it!"

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