Chapter Twenty-Seven: Sauce
It turned out that on weekdays, Wang Tianwei often added ingredients in the hands of the blood shadow, deliberately letting his qi and blood corrode the predecessor Ye Wei, so that the pain of the predecessor increased and played a torture role, and the hatred of the predecessor for Wang Tianwei was already incomprehensible.
At this moment, Ye Wei finally broke out!
"Heartbreaker!"
Up and down the ring, I saw a black handprint rising from Ye Wei's hand!
Wang Tianwei's ever-changing claw method in mid-air stopped abruptly, his chest collapsed suddenly, and his back exploded immediately!
"Innate True Qi! It turned out to be an innate palm technique! Ye Wei, you are hiding so deeply!" A wave of remorse rose from Wang Tianwei's heart, and Ye Wei's strength was completely beyond his imagination.
Unfortunately, the fast-passing vitality was already telling him that it was too late.
"Senior Brother Wang, I haven't made any effort yet, why are you lying down?" Ye Wei felt the gratitude of his predecessor's remnant feedback, and mocked Wang Tianwei insincerely.
Relying on the support of the vitality in the true qi of the Blood Shadow Hand, Wang Tianwei did not die immediately, but he couldn't wait to die quickly. Because what is going to happen next is the great horror.
"Because we said okay," I saw Ye Wei raise his hands at the same time, clenching his fists, "I'm going to beat you into a pulp!"
Ah——————————h
Ye Wei's hands, like two pile drivers, turned into two afterimages, and the continuous crazy output -
What is the effect of the no-output crazy thrashing bombardment on flesh?
Tomatoes will turn into ketchup, peppers will turn into chili sauce, peanuts will turn into peanut butter, soybeans will turn into soybean sauce, and birds will become bird sauce......
"Gross!"
"Is this the method of the Demon Gate?"
"Why am I here to watch the fight!"
"The Ring...... Got the sauce...... You can eat. ”
"Vomit...... I vomited...... I'm going to fight you to the death!"
"Go up, got!"
The exaggerated performance of the disciples was all due to Ye Wei in the ring beating the opponent into an inexplicable stain.
Ye Wei looked at his hands: "It turns out that my hands can be so fast? Is it the reason why the Thirteenth Taibao is practicing the golden bell jar this boy's skill? Maybe I haven't developed the power of the heart-destroying palm to the extreme." ”
A martial arts competition made Ye Wei realize that he could be stronger!
When Ye Wei came back to his senses, he saw a lewd figure in the crowd fleeing frantically. Wang Tianwei, who is known as the plague chicken, saw Ye Wei's explosive output ability, where did he dare to stay in the four hundred and eighty peaks.
"Wen Chulin, where are you going?" As soon as Ye Wei spoke, not only Wen Chulin was frightened, but even a group of disciples who had never given Ye Wei a good look were trembling, for fear that Ye Wei would find them to settle the score.
"Whoever threw Wen Chulin up, I can not blame the past. ”
"You, what are you doing......? Uh......"
Wen Chulin, who had already escaped from the distance, was beaten by a group of outer disciples and his face was covered in blood, and he dragged him back with his legs.
Bang, Wen Chulin was thrown into the ring.
I saw Wen Chulin lying on the ground, trying to rub towards the edge of the ring step by step.
"Want to go down?" Ye Wei took a light step forward and stepped on Wen Chulin's hand.
Wen Chulin struggled and begged for mercy: "Ye Wei, I was wrong, spare me...... You have a lot of adults, so let me go like a fart!"
"Waste. Ye Wei didn't look at Wen Chulin, and smashed his heart with a blow and slapped Wen Chulin to death in the ring.
Under the ring of life and death, a group of Demon Sect disciples looked at Ye Wei's towering and terrifying figure, and their hearts chilled.
Ye Wei looked indifferently at the group of disciples at his feet and waited quietly.
Sure enough, not long after, an indifferent-faced old man in a black robe walked into the martial arts training ground, this person was the internal affairs deacon of the 480 Peak: "Ye Wei! ”
Four hundred and eighty peaks of the golden top, Moyun Palace.
When Ye Wei stepped into the hall, he saw only a sloppy old man in the hall.
Although Ye Wei, who was a miscellaneous disciple, didn't know him, he knew that this old man must be the Four Hundred and Eighty Peak Lord Blood Hand Demon Lord Li Wuyi.
"Miscellaneous disciple Ye Wei, I have seen the peak master. ”
"Ye Wei, you are guilty!"
Li Wuyi suddenly spoke, and his tone was very harsh.
In Ye Wei's eyes, there seemed to be a bloody hand rising into the sky on the other party's body, as if a big hand covering the sky and the sun, and he was going to be taken down in the next moment.
"Is this bloody hand shadow an innate true qi?or something else?" Except for Li Wuyi's accident, in this world, the highest-level person Ye Wei has come into contact with in this life is only Wang Tianwei, an inner disciple of the Eightfold Realm of the Day After Tomorrow. It is said that only those who enter the innate before the age of fifteen are eligible to enter the hall and become a true disciple. In other words, the martial arts realm that Ye Wei knew was broken after being born.
"Hey, I didn't expect you to be so talented, and a mutilated Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Training Golden Bell Jar was actually practiced by you to the fullest. No wonder it was easy to kill that waste. The horizontal practice is inherently good, and when the dragon and tiger golden pill is formed, it can save a lot of hard work of condensing and refining. But it was Li Wuyi who turned around, with a scrutinizing expression on his face, not angry or happy.
"It turns out that above the congenital, is it Jin Dan?" is the so-called true transmission of a sentence, a false transmission of ten thousand books, Li Wuyi casually said, and it opened the door for Ye Wei's next martial arts practice.
"Hey, it's really a demon gate, and the dead disciples can only be waste. Wang Wei, a disciple who is preparing for the true inheritance, is really not a fart. Hearing that Li Wuyi was calling Wang Tianwei a waste again, and he was telling the realm after the innate with ease and without scruples, the corners of Ye Wei's mouth were slightly upturned, and his heart was settled.
"Laugh?" Li Wuyi's expression was still unhappy or angry, but at this moment, the entire golden dome suddenly darkened, the air was almost solidified, and Ye Wei only felt as if there were ten thousand huge stones pressing on the top of his head, and he couldn't move, and he couldn't breathe.
"Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!" Ye Wei lifted his spirits and bowed to Li Wuyi.
"You're clever, let me tell you, before you came up, Deacon Benfeng had already been killed by me. Li Wuyi said casually, but Ye Wei, who thought he was decisive, was shocked again.
"Those who can rely on external strength to go straight to the innate cannot be achieved unless they are extremely talented, and this kind of blind deacon should not be. It's okay to kill me as a preparatory disciple and give me a horizontal training innate, which can be regarded as a surplus of merit and demerits. This kung fu is passed on to you, find a place on the top of the golden top to practice. Li Wuyi casually threw out a cheatbook and disappeared.
After finding a vacant lot at random, Ye Wei opened the cheats and found that there was no handwriting in it at all.
In the midst of doubt, a wave of dizziness hit.
"Found the Warrior Divine Thought, do you want to read it?"
"Read. ”
"The innate martial arts Yama Ten Dao entry system arsenal, with a 500% match with the host, do you want to learn?"
"Yama Ten Dao?" Ye Wei browsed through the system, as if he had discovered a large gold mine.
"The ten paths of Yama, respectively, are the wind and thunderbolt legs of the earthquake palace, the flame hand of the noon position of the palace, the exquisite heart of the palace unitary, the Hengshi liver of the Xunguan Youfu, the ugly position of the King Kong lung of the reclamation palace, the worry-free spleen of the Qiangong Yinfu, the non-leakage kidney of the Kangong Palace, the train intestine of the Kungong Quanqu, the three-way body of the Qianyuan Kun Domain, and the dark capital Luofeng Netherworld. ”