Chapter 757: Demon Subduing Pestle

In the void, the blood mist filled the air, and ripples stirred one after another, exuding a terrifying aura.

In the middle of the arena, Ye Tian was alone, his white shirt was unstained, not stained with blood, and after the punch was settled, he stood there calmly as if nothing had happened.

And Huangfu Jinghong, the first-class talent of Yancheng's youth generation, martial arts arrogance, flew far away, leaving only his stumped limbs and broken bones.

With a pale face, he half-kneeled at the foot of the wall, his entire right arm was missing, and there were a few pieces of broken flesh, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"This is impossible!" He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

All the guests had the same reaction as him and were stunned.

Just now, Huangfu Jinghong kicked Fujiwara Shuichi, a master of inner strength, and then deflated an old martial arts master with a punch. How powerful and violent, it is like the god of war from the heavens descending to earth, sweeping all directions. Who would have thought that Ye It's just too dramatic for Tian to punch and cripple.

"How can the good-for-nothing young master of the Ye family be so powerful?"

"Are you sure he is the trash young master of the Ye family, not someone else?"

"If someone says he's a waste, I'm in a hurry with him! Can this kind of person be a waste? This is a devil!"

"It's not a devil, it's the proud son of heaven, a martial arts wizard. This is the rhythm of the Ye family's dragon."

"Unfortunately, this dragon has already been kicked out by the Ye family."

...

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone was surprised and shocked.

Although Ye Tian had shown some strength before, no one could have imagined that he would be so strong.

Huangfu Jinghong's punch could deflate a grandmaster, and he defeated Huangfu Jinghong with one punch, which shows that his combat power has reached the level of a grandmaster.

How unbelievable is it that a young man, less than twenty years old, has the power of a war master?

Everyone was blind just now, but now everyone has opened their eyes and looked at it carefully.

Ye Wenhua wiped his gold-rimmed glasses again and again, already doubting if this is his son. Although the appearance is the same as before, his temperament and eyes seem to be a completely different person.

Ye Changqing's eyes were fiery, and he was so excited that he almost burst into tears, without any doubt about Ye Tian's authenticity.

"Impossible. He is my classmate. I have been in the same school for three years in junior high school and in the same class for three years in high school. I have never heard of him knowing martial arts."

Qiao Chenguang's eyes stared straight in shock, and he was a little dazed.

Standing with him, Zhang Quan behaved in the same way. He was very surprised and said, "I can be sure that he didn't know martial arts when he was studying with us. There is only one possibility. He learned martial arts during the year when he disappeared." .”

"Don't be kidding, learning martial arts is not learning. How can you be so good after one year of learning? At least ten, or even twenty years of learning."

"Then what are you talking about?"

"I have no idea."

...

The people in the Huangfu family are about to go crazy, their hearts are bleeding, and they feel cold.

Old man Huangfu Liang almost carried it on his back. Suddenly, a phone call came, it was from the second child Huangfu Kaixuan, and he answered it immediately.

"Brother!" Huangfu Ying screamed, rushing towards Huangfu Jinghong.

However, someone stopped her, because at this time Huangfu Jinghong stood up suddenly, his whole body was filled with a terrifying aura, his eyes stood up, the blood in his eyes jumped violently, his face was ferocious like a ghost, very scary.

His right arm was empty, and his whole body was shaking violently. His punch just now seemed to collide with a high-speed train, the force was as majestic as a mountain, and he couldn't compete.

Ye Tian was very calm, put his hands behind his back unconsciously, stared at him, as if looking down at an ant, and said, "Do you still want to blow my legs?"

His voice was very soft, but it was creepy and trembling.

His subterranean meaning is very obvious, he treats his body with his own way, if you want to blow my arm off, then I will blow off your arm, if you want to blow off my legs, then I will blow off my body your legs.

"Brother, forget it, we won't fight anymore." Huangfuying wailed,

Cry until pear blossoms bring rain.

Huangfu clenched his teeth in Jinghong, his face was stiff, and he suddenly said: "Ye family waste, today I will not die with you!"

He reached into his bosom with his left hand and took out something, which turned out to be a magic weapon of the secret religion of the Western Regions, the magic pestle.

As soon as this thing came out, the atmosphere in the world changed immediately.

This is a magic weapon, engraved with miraculous scriptures, it was obtained by Huangfu Jinghong from the Tianmu Dharma King.

The magic weapon sacrificed by the Tianmu Dharma King himself is not comparable to the ordinary magic weapon, and it must have a terrifying power that shocks the world.

Huangfu was startled, with a dignified expression, holding the subduing magic pestle with one hand, under the urging of mana, the subduing magic pestle was suddenly awakened, bursting with infinite golden light, and the sealed endless mana surged out violently, inflating dozens of times in an instant.

"The secret religion of the Western Regions is really extraordinary."

Old Grandmaster Wu Liang exclaimed. When he fought Huangfu Jinghong just now, he felt that there was a strange treasure on Huangfu Jinghong's body, it was extremely terrifying, but he didn't expect it to be a magic subduing pestle, and it looked like it was made by an expert.

Huangfu shook his palm in shock, and the subduing magic pestle suddenly flew into the air, standing in the air, with a golden light, countless streams of chaotic air fell down, as heavy as a mountain, oppressing the guests in the entire hall. And the marble floor directly below was cracked and creaked.

"Shock me, don't..."

Grandpa Huangfu Liang suddenly yelled.

At this time, he had just finished answering the phone, and hung up the phone without saying a few words, as if the sky had fallen, with a look of horror on his face, he hurriedly yelled at Huangfu Jinghong.

In the phone call just now, he heard a bad news. His other grandson, Huangfu Jingyun, and the family's enshrined Master Danba, were all crippled in martial arts, and all of them were resigned by the same person. Less, Ye Tian.

Even Master Danba has been abolished, Huangfu Jinghong is definitely not Ye Tian's opponent. He hurriedly yelled, telling Huangfu Jinghong to stop beating and come back. However, he was so excited that he spurted out a mouthful of old blood before he could finish his sentence.

This is a mouthful of desperate old blood, which can only be spewed out by a person who is extremely desperate and angry.

"Brother Liang, are you alright?"

A group of people supported him and asked his health.

"My son, my son, my son..."

He was so excited that he couldn't finish the sentence.

I was extremely anxious, but couldn't speak. This feeling was very bad, and I almost had to recite it.

At this time, Huangfu Jinghong attacked Ye Tian again in the field.

"kill!"

He roared and waved his palm, and the subduing magic pestle shot at Ye Tian like a shooting star. The chaotic air was lingering, the golden light was overwhelming, and the divine power was overflowing. The weight was unknown, and the void was about to collapse. It is so huge that even a load-bearing wall can be easily penetrated, and even an armored tank can explode into iron mud.

All the people in the field turned pale, and their nerves were tense!

boom!

Ye Tian didn't dodge, flew out, punched, and took the initiative to meet him.

The aura of his body also suddenly rose a lot, the fighting blood in his body was surging, like the Yangtze River flowing, and his divine power was surging. A fist shattered the void, sweeping out a golden wave of punching energy, making a sound like thunder and a tsunami.

Boom!

The fist print is like a shooting star, with the power of collapsing mountains and cracking mountains, it hits the subduing demon pestle, shaking the ground and shaking the sky for a while.

Click!

The dharma weapon sacrificed by Dharma King Tianmu shattered, unable to resist the power of Ye Tian's punch, it turned into dozens of small pieces and fell from the air.

It's not that the power of the magic weapon is not enough, it's that Huangfu Jinghong is too good, and can't exert one-tenth of the power of the subduing magic pestle.

Moreover, Ye Tian's chaotic gold body is unparalleled in physical body and invincible in divine fist, which is too strong.

"this……?"

Everyone was shocked. They thought that the Jiangmo Pestle would be a king's magic weapon, which would make Ye Tian feel angry, but they didn't expect it to be just a piece of scrap metal, which looks useless.

Even Huangfu Jinghong himself was dumbfounded, not only doubting himself, but also doubting Tianmu Dharma King.

Clang!

Just when everyone was shocked, a brilliant rainbow rushed out of the suddenly shattered Demon Subduing Pestle, making the sound of clanging swords.

This is a ray of divine thought injected into the subduing demon pestle by the Tianmu Dharma King, and it turned into a dao sword, which slashed at Ye Tian with lightning speed.

Divine Consciousness Dao Sword, turn and slash people's souls!

clang clang clang!

The distance is too short, and the speed of Dao Sword is extremely fast, like a peerless magic knife descending from the sky, bursting out endless blood light, the void was easily split, Ye Tian couldn't dodge at all, and fell into danger in an instant situation.

"Cut!" Huangfu roared in shock, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, dripping with blood, everyone was terrified.

He didn't expect that there would be a ray of divine thought of the Tianmu Dharma King in the subduing magic pestle, which could turn into a Dao sword by itself. This was his unexpected joy and brought him back from a desperate situation.

Ye Tian's strength surpassed his imagination, he knew that he was too big, but he didn't turn back when he opened his bow.

"We must chop him to death!"

Qiao Chenguang and Zhang Quan put their hands together in a funny way, praying. They owed Ye Tian a lot of money, but they didn't want to pay it back.

Many guests in the arena had the same thoughts as them, praying for Ye Tian's death. They stood in the same team as the Huangfu family and hated the Ye family.

However, there were some "far-sighted" guests, seeing Ye Tian's strength, their minds became active. How the team should stand, we have to wait until the end of this battle to make a decision.

Maybe, if the young man can make a comeback, it is impossible for Ye Wei.

"Ah!"

Suddenly there was a sound of exclamation in the field, and many people were disappointed. The Dao Sword of Divine Consciousness of the Tianmu Dharma King did not kill Ye Tian, ​​but was held by Ye Tian with his hand.

The young man is like a god, his palms are crystal clear, shining with precious light, like casted from immortal gold, indestructible and extremely powerful, he even took the Dao sword in his hand with his bare hands and held it tightly.

What an incomparable physical body this is, even harder than the hardest steel in the world, almost immortal!

Click!

He exerted force with his fingers, and the Dao sword suddenly shattered, and a figure rushed out, a red-clothed lama manifested, hanging in mid-air, his face was neither sad nor happy, without desire or desire, like a bottomless abyss.

Immediately, a wave of divine power surged out, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths, as if a god appeared in the world, and people couldn't help kneeling on the ground and worshiping.

Heavenly Eye Dharma King!

Huangfu Jinghong was shocked.

In fact, it's just a ray of remnants.

"Can this little friend show mercy?"

Boom!

Ye Tian didn't even look at it, and made a bold move. With one punch, the remnant thoughts of the Tianmu Dharma King were shattered, turning into bloody bubbles all over the sky.

Suddenly, the suffocating coercion disappeared.