"Liang Yi Shu Tian Palm!"
Wu Ling drummed his whole body with qi, and once again issued a gossip totem. The difference from the past is that the two phases of yin and yang in the totem are violently rotating. The two phases of yin and yang are exactly the surging waves and thunder that have been completely integrated. Within a hundred meters, Wu Ling's big blue hand cast away like lightning, and Wu Ling could not fly so fast. Seeing a flicker, the big blue hand immediately crossed the distances, and blasted the back of the master of refining the gods with a palm at a speed that was too fast to cover his ears.
In the previous fights, Wu Ling had used Thunder Palm and Bagua Palm for many times. In fact, the Thunder Palm and the handlebar malfunctions Wu Ling uses now are not exactly the same as those used a long time ago.
This time, he was vaguely able to truly separate some water and thunder elements, and the damage caused to the enemy was simply not the same as before.
Water can delay the opponent’s power, while thunder can numb the opponent’s nerves, consume the qi in Liu Ye’s eyebrows, and reduce his strength. In addition, Liu Ye’s eyebrows are not as good as before, so thinking hard to get away, how can you catch this palm? .
Liu Yemei itself was seriously injured by Wu Ling's iron olives, but because of this, he absorbed the spirits of the four flying snakes and monsters, and his strength increased sharply. I thought that Wu Ling could be won quickly, but I didn't expect that for a while, not only would he not be able to win the opponent, but on the contrary, there seemed to be a strange power in the opponent's palm, constantly consuming his own strength.
Only after fighting fifty times, the four flying snake god images behind Liu Yemei immediately turned into three, and the light and shadow of the third flying snake god was still dimming.
"Is this still the strength of a twenty-year-old young man? What kind of control is this!"
The eyebrows of the willow leaf were widened in a large font, and the glaze was in a large pit. His body armor was shattered, and blood flowed under him, but his eyes were still bright.
"Cough!" Liu Yemei coughed twice, staring at Wu Ling deadly: "My Liu Yemei has been crisscrossing the fairy and devil for 30 years. It is frightening to lose to you, a brat! Tell me one by one, What is that?"
Obviously, Liu Yemei still had a grudge about Wu Ling's hand in defeating him!
"What I came up with before the battle is called Liangyi's Heavenly Palm." Wu Ling said.
Liu Ye's eyebrows heard the words, banged, and fell back to the ground, with a defeated expression on his face:
"I actually lost to you a hand that I came up with right away! I gave up one by one!" "Acknowledge, haha, you are too naive, do you think you can still make people live today?" Wu Ling said with a cold face. Leng hummed, his palm patted in the air, leaving behind a gossip totem, and his body flew out immediately.
"You want to kill me?" When Wu Ling said this, Liu Ye's eyebrows flashed from the ground. "I think you still have some abilities. You don't want to make an inch!"
"Get an inch and go, haha, I just want to get an inch, not only want to get into the feet, but also to get into the feet!" At this time, Wu Ling had the upper hand and could humiliate as much as possible.
Liu Ye's brows turned green, and his whole body was trembling, and he shouted unwillingly: "An ant-like thing, I think it will be invincible with some strange moves! Today, I will let you know what the sky is high and the earth is thick!"
The rumbling voice resounded everywhere.
As soon as the voice fell, a figure rose from the sky, trying to enter the sky. In the blink of an eye, this person fell from the sky, halfway through, with a palm of his hand, a huge image of a snake god, with the sound of thunder, fell on top of Wu Ling's head with the momentum of Mount Tai.
"Are you going to work hard."
Wu Ling raised his head and looked at the back of the son of the Sect Master of the Demon God Sect, a snake god dancing crazily in the void, with a sneer on his face. "Don't take any action!"
Wu Ling prevented Feng Feiwu, Xie Yuyan and others from taking action, and suddenly bounced out of the air.
Roar!
In the sky-shaking dragon's roar, a huge unmatched gossip totem rose from the ground, rushed into the void, suddenly buckled, and slammed into the palm of Liu Yemei.
boom!
Both the shadow of the palm of the two instruments and the image of the snake god disappeared. Wu Ling stepped on Liu Yemei in a domineering posture, and smashed down from the air with a powerful force of thunder. Hearing a loud bang, waves of dust flew up, and a huge pothole appeared in front of everyone.
"Does anyone still want to challenge me?" Wu Ling's cold voice resounded across the mountain.
With this blow, the battle started quickly and ended sooner! With Wu Ling's just understanding of the two instruments of the Heavenly Palm, dealing with the willow eyebrow with only one snake god left, it is no effort at all.
The entire mountain was quiet, and everyone knew that this inner disciple of the Huayu Pavilion, although not high in the Huayu Pavilion, was definitely a terrifying opponent. The Fourth Young Master of the Demon God Sect, who had just stepped into the realm of refining the gods and returning to the emptiness, was actually defeated by him.
"Brother Wu Ling!"
Not far away, Feng Feiwu, who was a step late, looked at Wu Ling, and the Liu Yemei at his feet, startled. She didn't expect that the battle would end so quickly!
"Cough cough" Liu Yemei was stepped on by Wu Ling, his internal organs were injured, and his mouth couldn't help vomiting blood out: "Very well, haha. You moved me today, my teacher, I will find you soon Cough cough. I think you will survive in Tianji Mountain for a few days!"
"Your sect and my sect are incompatible with fire and water. Since I dare to kill you, I am not afraid that someone will come to make trouble." Wu Ling said coldly.
"You killed a lot of innocent people, you really deserve to be killed! I killed you, and I am killing you for the people!"
As he spoke, Wu Ling flicked his palm, and the Yun Chan Sword appeared in his hand as thin as a cicada's wings. Without any hesitation, Wu Ling slashed directly. Click!
A head flew in response, and Liu Ye's eyebrows went wide open until he died. I couldn't believe it, Wu Ling just killed him!
Like an evil god, Wu Ling squinted his eyes and glanced at the many disciples of the Demon God Sect who had been stunned, and said almost every word: "You want to die too?"
Wu Ling awakened the dreamer with a word. Dozens of people from the Demon God Sect thundered and walked over the body of Liu Yemei, and the earth-shattering battle of birds and beasts ended in Liu Yemei's death. From this day on, the smell of blood on the entire Tianji Mountain became more intense. Soon, the demon god sect Liu Yemei was killed and disappeared, spreading throughout Tianji Mountain.
"What! Willow Yemei was killed?"
"I heard that it was killed by an inner disciple of Huayu Pavilion! Moreover, the disciple of Huayu Pavilion let out a word, saying that all the tragedies that occurred on Tianji Mountain were caused by the demons of the Demon God Sect."
"They just said so, and we can't completely believe it. This time, we have died so many disciples, we must find out the truth of the facts, and we can't listen to other people's words."
Following the death of Liu Yemei, the inside story of the many tragedies in Tianji Mountain was leaked one after another. The people who climbed the Immortal Gate and the Dragon Tiger Palace quickly got the news, and the entire area of Tianji Mountain suddenly raged, and various forces were surging.