Chapter 1873 Please
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An Zaitian in the car sighed silently, but did not let go of the hand covering Ye Zhinuo's eyes.
It was too dangerous and bloody outside the car, and An Zaitian couldn't bear to let this scene pollute Ye Zhinuo's heart.
Side of the mountain.
It was not until there was no more sound from the bottom of the cliff, Jingong Fifty-Six retracted the long knife and spat on the ground in disdain.
"Bah! Let you say those two words!"
Leaning on his long sword, he looked coldly at another battle group that had yet to decide the winner.
And in that battlefield, the moment Jiu Xing saw Wu Qingtong fall into the cliff, his movements couldn't help but mess up.
Master tricks, the most avoid distraction.
The fifth Qingtong's action was declared a failure, so Ye Hong was not distracted, but his partner Jiu Xing, who came with him, was distracted.
Ye Hong will not miss this good opportunity.
His figure flashed, and he had come to Jiu Xing.
Ye Wu Dao urges all his strength, and they all gather in one palm!
"Dark! Night! Stream! Star! Palm!"
Ye Hongtong's eyes bloomed coldly, and he shouted loudly.
The Dark Night Meteor Palm is a move in the Yewu Zhendian created by Ye Hong.
If it is said that the Dark Night Meteor Palm displayed by a member of the Night Blade of the Ancient Martial Realm is equivalent to a hundred jins of power, the ancient Qi Martial Realm is equivalent to five hundred jins of power.
As for Ye Hong, the founder of this move, how many kilograms of power is there in this palm that uses Ye Martial Daoyi with all his strength?
In fact, this palm can no longer be calculated with pure numerical values.
This palm can collapse a mountain!
This palm can split the ground!
In Jiu Xing's shrunken pupils, this incomparably violent palm was severely imprinted on his chest!
"Ugh-"
With a scream, Jiu Xing's chest was instantly hit with a depression.
He couldn't help but take a few steps back, and while retreating, he vomited blood.
If it wasn't for a mountain wall against his back, Jiu Xing might not even be able to stand up.
But even so, his demeanor was sluggish, and he no longer had the fierce stance of a tiger.
The darkened pupils gradually returned to normal, and the swollen body slowly returned to its original rickety appearance.
Jiu Xing's ancient double-sword style of warfare seemed to suddenly disappear from him.
Ye Hong looked at Jiu Xing with some doubts.
Although this move of Dark Night Meteor Palm is very powerful, Ye Hongyuan doesn't think that one move can kill this guy.
"There is no fighting intent in his eyes."
Jingu Fifty-Six walked to Ye Hong's side, frowning at Jiu Xing leaning against the mountain wall.
"Boom-boom-"
As if responding to the words of Shrine Fifty-Six, Jiu Xing's two knives that were inseparable all fell out of his hands and slammed into the mountain road.
There was still blood on the corner of his mouth, but he silently looked at Ye Hong, and said in that extremely difficult tone: "Take me to see, clan guard, descendant!"
Ye Hong was suddenly stunned.
The descendants of the clan guards in Jiu Xing's mouth should be the ten filial piety.
But why does he want to see them?
Just when Ye Hong was thinking about the motive for the punishment, Wu Qinglan ran out of the car and shouted anxiously, "Don't promise him!
He must be trying to harm those children! "
Jiu Xing did not go to see the fifth Qinglan, but his expression became more and more anxious.
I saw his body leave the mountain wall, and Puntong knelt in front of Ye Hong, begging bitterly: "Please, take me there and see them!"
Fifth Qinglan froze in place, at a loss.
A native made such an undignified act, not to surrender, but to see a few children.
This shocked Wu Qinglan's heart and suddenly lost her words.
Ye Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, watched Jiu Xing silently for a while, and said lightly, "I promise you."
Jiu Xing immediately raised his head in surprise.
This is the first time Ye Hong has discovered that this person even has the emotion of [joy].