Wei Zhengu did not reserve and showed his trump card.
Dragon Claw is a fourth-grade martial art, with great power. It can tear a armored tank vehicle with one claw, even a warrior at the seventh level of the realm of transformation may not be able to withstand it.
Wei Zhenqiu also practiced this martial arts to the point of perfection, confident that he could tear Ye Tian's body into two halves.
In the current situation, even the strong man at the eighth level of the Transformation Realm must show a solemn expression and dare not look down on him at all.
But Ye Tian didn't care and said calmly: "Is this your trump card?"
"What? Now I know I'm afraid?" Hong Jingyi waved the spiritual sword in his hand, cut out a sharp sword energy, and split the bar not far away in half.
"Afraid?"
Ye Tian shook his head and smiled, with disdainful eyes: "If you only have this trump card, then I advise you to commit suicide on the spot, so as not to waste my time."
"Just! Could it be that a fourth-grade martial art and a low-level low-grade spiritual weapon are not enough to kill you?" Wei Zhen snorted coldly.
"Don't talk nonsense to him, this kid will realize what despair is!" Hong Jingyi said.
The two of them no longer said anything to Ye Tian, and they tried their best to use their unique skills, intending to deal with Ye Tian's life with one blow.
A looming dragon roar came from Wei Zhen's body. His palm condensed with vigorous power and finally transformed into a pair of sharp dragon claws.
The spiritual sword in Hong Jingyi's hand also sounded a sword, and the majestic sword energy roared out, sweeping around like a tornado, cutting shallow scratches on the surrounding tables and chairs.
The two of them looked at each other, and after confirming their eyes, they launched an attack on Ye Tian at the same time.
"It's just a garbage martial arts and a spirit-breaking weapon. Can this give you arrogant capital? After all, it's a frog in the well. Well, today I will open your eyes and let you understand how short your vision is!" Ye Tian
His expression was arrogant and cold as ice.
Originally, at the level of these two people, they were not worthy of Ye Tian using his own martial arts.
But he didn't want to continue wasting time, but wanted to quickly interrogate the whereabouts of his tribe from Wei Zhenjiu, so he planned to fight and decide quickly.
"Then we have to see what your ability can make you so arrogant and arrogant!" Hong Jingyi looked disdainful, thinking that Ye Tian could not have a trump card that was even more powerful than them.
Whether it is the spiritual weapon in his hand or the fourth-grade martial arts performed by Wei Zhenjiu, they are extremely rare.
Under normal circumstances, even if you travel all over China, you may not be able to obtain it. They can only have such opportunities by chance.
However.
Hong Jingyi's ideas are still too naive.
As the successor of Beiliangshan, Ye Tian has been instilled with many unparalleled martial arts and magical powers. Even if Ye Tian uses one of his own, it is enough to subvert the two of them.
"If you can block my palm, you can deal with my order!" Ye Tian was extremely confident and said harshly.
I saw his qi dantian gathering the transformation energy in his body onto his palms. A ray of lightning suddenly appeared in the palm of his palm, accompanied by a shocking thunder sound.
In an instant, countless arcs of electric power emerged, constantly surrounding Ye Tian, highlighting him like a thunder god!
"This... this is at least a sixth-grade martial art!"
Hong Jingyi and Wei Zhen looked frightened and their faces were full of disbelief.
They clearly felt a terrifying power condensed in Ye Tian's palms. If he was hit, he would definitely be killed on the spot, and even the corpse might not be completely complete.
Even if you don’t die by chance, you will lose most of your life.
This makes them feel scared and at the same time it is difficult to understand.
How did Ye Tian have the martial arts that can achieve this power, at least the sixth-grade martial arts?
Their guess is not wrong either.
The palm technique used by Ye Tian is called "Thunder Palm". It is a seventh-grade martial art. Its power is hard to get out of the entire cultivation world. Unfortunately, this martial art is still incomplete. If it is a complete palm technique, Ye
Tian believes that at least they are at the level of ninth-grade martial arts.
"kill!"
Ye Tian shouted softly and slapped his palm covered with lightning!
When Ye Tian slapped this palm, the sky was filled with lightning flying in the sky, and countless electric arcs intertwined, covering the two of them like a power grid.
Looking at this scene, Hong Jingyi and Wei Zhengu were desperate on the spot.
Only then did they realize how big the gap between the two sides is!
But now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.
No matter how much they regret it, they can only fight to the death now.
"Break it for me!"
The two of them roared and showed all their strength.
Unfortunately, in the face of the absolute gap in strength, everything is futile.
The offensives of Hong Jingyi and Wei Zhen were easily disintegrated, and the power grid covering the world covered the two of them, and the violent power of thunder and lightning eroded into the body like a tide.
Not long after, a burning smell filled the air.
Wei Zhengu and Hong Jingyi were burnt to the point of being unpopular, and lay on the ground in great weakness, leaving only one breath to hang.
They looked desperate on their faces, unable to believe that Ye Tian's strength was so terrifying.
I’m afraid that even the Shi family may not be able to check and balance such a ruthless person!
"You...who are you?"
Hong Jingyi looked very afraid. He knew that his life was not long and wanted to be a wise ghost before he died.
Ye Tian slowly walked up to him and said indifferently: "The legitimate son of the Ye family, Ye Tian!"
"Ye family?"
The two were extremely shocked and could not believe that the Ye family still had remnants.
No wonder Ye Tian dared to do this series of things. It turned out that this was all premeditated.
Hong Jingyi even said sarcastically: "Do you think you can avenge the Ye family when you come back now? It's too naive. The Shi family's strength is now beyond your imagination. No matter what you do, it will be futile."
"These do not require the care of a dying person." Ye Tian said lightly.
He did not save Hong Jingyi's life and directly dealt with the other party.
Before his death, Hong Jingyi still widened his eyes, obviously unable to believe that he would die in such a place.
Wei Zhen was watching the death of the person who rose from the same era as him, and his heart was mixed, but he still realized it and waited for Ye Tian to send him to the West.
But what surprised Wei Zhen was that Ye Tian did not rush to kill him, but instead took out a pill from his arms and forced him to take it.
"What do you want to do? I don't need the enemy's facilities!" Wei Zhen said furiously, asking Ye Tian to end his life quickly.
"You're thinking too much. The reason why I save your life is just to know the information I want from you."
"Haha, that's going to disappoint you. No matter what you do, I won't tell you anything!"