Three fingers were cut off by the sharp sword beam, leaving behind a terrifying blood hole.

Chen Tianzang's eyes suddenly became dull, and before the pain and nerves even broke out, a green ghost fire filled with burning aura rushed towards him!

"how so……"

He didn't expect it.

Among the disciples of the royal family, aren’t there only four young kings claiming to be the strongest combat power?

Where did this kid come out?

The so-called ten fingers connect the heart.

A heart-wrenching pain spread instantly, torturing Chen Tianzang's painful nerves. He roared and retreated quickly!

"Want to leave?"

Ye Wuzong sneered and walked as fast as he could.

On the palm of the palm, the green flames were even more fierce, turning into flame palm prints, and as they accelerated, they hit Chen Tianzang's chest heavily.

"puff!"

Chen Tianzang spit out a mouthful of blood and was knocked away by Ye Wuzong with a palm.

The audience suddenly became silent.

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes.

Two tricks...

He just used two moves, a sword and an attack palm. He first cut off Chen Tianzang's fingers and then instantly knocked him to the ground!

For the disciples of the clan family who were dumbfounded, there was only one marvelous question in his heart. Oh my God, this brother is so arrogant?

"Young Master Ye, is it really so powerful?"

Ye Yurou was amazed, caught up with Bai Zhiyao's footsteps, her pretty face turned, and she was full of surprises.

Bai Zhiyao Huarong was also stunned for a moment, then smiled, shook her head, and laughed at herself: "I should have known that he is still so fierce and powerful, and shouldn't have messed up his inch..."

As he said that, Bai Zhiyao relaxed a lot and smiled and said to Ye Yuru: "Yurou, don't worry, with him here, we will definitely be fine tonight..."

Ye Mengxue, Ye Chuan, Ye Hailan and others had known Ye Wuzhi's thunder method, but they were just scared by the cruel way of murder by the disciples of the Ghost Sect. They forgot that there was actually an even more awesome existence around them...

…

Chen Tianzang was burying the man and turned his back on his horse and vomited blood.

Behind him, the disciples of the Ghost Sect also recovered from the shock and looked at Ye Wuzong, who was standing with a sword in black and wearing a cold breath, couldn't help but look at each other in disbelief.

"Who are you!"

Chen Tianzang was not dead, so he barely stood up. His chest was covered in shattered and charred, but there were layers of dark and ugly armor on his chest, which seemed to be hard dragon skin.

Ye Wuzong didn't answer, but just stared at the black armor on his chest and said lightly: "I actually wear a pair of ghost-level demon armor. No wonder I can't kill you with one palm..."

"What a joke."

Chen Tianzang waved his hands and stopped the disciples of the ghost sect behind him, including Lu Tianke, who was still shocked.

"Don't do anything, kill him, I'm alone."

Chen Tianzang said coldly.

He gritted his teeth and his right arm trembled, as if he was suffering a great pain, and howled, but surprisingly, the three broken fingers on his right hand actually grew again.

However, these three fingers are no longer human-shaped, they are three dirty and stinky fingers, like rotten dead trees.

"I will let you experience the most tragic torture in this world!"

After the three corrupt fingers were reborn, Chen Tianzang glared at Ye Wuzong, and his murderous intent surged in his eyes.

The disciples of the Ghost Sect practiced the Yin evil spirits all year round. Once the momentum was released, the ghosts cried and howled, as if countless resentful spirits were hiding in the darkness.

The disciples of the royal family were all in a state of mind. Except for Ye Qingyun, Bai Zhiyao, and Ye Yurou, the other disciples were almost unable to stand firmly...

Only Ye Wuzong stands in front of the sword, and is unmoved by the most yin and evil aura. He said lightly: "It is hard to reach the level of ghost magic. I am afraid that even the evil skills of Heiwu Mountain are not as good as those of Heiwu Mountain.

, Little Doyle, dares to show off his skills in front of me..."

Chen Tianzang was furious: "Arrogant!"

He shook his arms, and a bright white light floated around his body, and only the harsh howling sounds like ghosts and evil spirits were heard, shaking. He was a huge guardian spirit more than three meters high, but he looked terrifying.

It is a human-shaped monster with stiff limbs, white bone spurs all over the body, and twisted arms and torso.

"The first-grade blood soul of the Earth-level level - White Bone Burial."

"Senior Brother Chen was forced to release his blood soul. This guy in front of him has some ability."

Lu Tianche is very interested.

The drowned Bin, who was hanging around the sky, showed his true face, covered his face and said with a sharp look: "But this also proves that he will be the one who died the worst tonight..."

The white bone whip that was dozens of feet long in Chen Tianzang's hand was connected to the blood soul "Bone Burial", which was just an organ on the bone man.

The bone man danced wildly, like a bone tree with teeth and claws in the wind, growing dozens of longer bone whips...

call out--!

Chen Tianzang didn't say nonsense, and his wrist shook violently. There were two bone whips on the "Bone Burial", like white light, and suddenly shot towards Ye Wuzong!

This speed is as fast as lightning. It depends on the high-level blood soul. Just the first-level earth level is enough to kill many warriors in seconds.

What's more, once the hand of this bone whip penetrates the enemy's body, it will suffer a catastrophe.

Unfortunately, the enemy he encountered was Ye Wuzong.

Ye Wujin's expression did not change at all. When the white lightning was about to pierce into his eyes, he suddenly turned sideways and avoided them.

When the second bone whip came, he did not choose to dodge, but stretched out a hand.

Crane –!

Electric sparks flashed between Ye Wuzhi's hand and the bone whip.

"How could it be..." Chen Tianzang's pupils suddenly shrank.

But the next moment, he saw Ye Wuzong's hand turned into a bloody, ferocious Qilin claw!

"Roar--!" Among the four ghost-level disciples, Bi Huo, the only golden monster that transformed into a wolf or a tiger, suddenly roared.

"This guy's blood soul is also in the form of a beast?"

Click--!

Ye Wuzong made an amazing move.

His bloody claws grabbed the bone whip and pulled it hard!

The bone whip was cruelly pulled out of the body of the "Bone Burial" and Chen Tianzang immediately screamed!

Ye Wujin threw the torn bone whip on the ground like a throwing garbage, his eyes calmly said, "It's too weak..."

"Ah!" Chen Tianzang shouted wildly, drops of blood flowing out of his dark pupils.

This time, the 'Bone Burial' seemed to be infected by the emotions of the owner and fell into a state of madness. All the bone organs on the body woke up. In an instant, dozens of hideous bone whips turned into a 'prisoner' that crossed the sky.

Descend directly from Ye Wuzong!

Ye Wujin glanced calmly at the top, his arms were raised, holding the hilt of the Blood Row Sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other.

Zheng--!

Blood light, cold light flashes!

The sword is unsheathed!

"Yu Qianjian Qi."

Ye Wuzong rose into the air, holding the sword, like a big roc spreading its wings, and his eyes were cold, and the blood-tonk sword flashed in the sky, as if a thousand sword lights were cut out in an instant!

Puff——!

Puff——!

The cage of white bones was shaved, like shaved fish bones, scattered into pieces and fell everywhere!

Chen Tianzang swore that he had never thought that his strongest blood soul martial arts skills in his life would be easily cracked by a disciple of a royal family.

However, as soon as this idea appeared...

The cold and cold Ye Wuzhi flew towards him, taking advantage of the situation.

A sword slashed out again!

Swish—!

With Chen Tianzang's eyes in horror, his body was like a torn kite.
Chapter completed!