2035: C2035 Heaven Breaking Palm!

C2035 Heaven Breaking Palm!

"This is Yan Beifei's junior brother, Skylark. He is very domineering and ruthless. Master of the Cloud Trampler Sect had only glanced at him once, but he had already killed over three hundred disciples of the Cloud Trampler Sect by himself. Blood flowed like a river, and no one was left alive!"

"This is simply a living king of hell! We can't afford to offend him, retreat quickly!"

"I heard that Huang Linger rejected Yan Beifei's proposal. Now that she is stopped, I'm afraid it will be terrible!"

Immediately, all the friar in the surroundings were scared to the core.

They fled in all directions like homeless dogs and did not dare to touch their bad luck.

After all, Skylark and Yan Beifei were both young geniuses, and they could be said to be geniuses who had reached the Soul Formation Stage.

Furthermore, they had a strong backing, and the disciples of the Heaven's Net Sect's Deputy Master, Yananxian, weren't people they could afford to offend.

In the blink of an eye, all of the friar had left.

Yan Beifei, however, slowly flew to the front of the flying boat and said with a smile, " Little sister Ling Er, we have never met before. I didn't expect that we would meet again here!"

Huang Linger looked coldly at Yan Beifei and said indifferently, "Get out of the way. I don't have the leisure to chat with you!"

"Haha, little sister, you are strong enough!"

Yan Beifei's face darkened. Then, he grinned hideously.

"But, little sister, perhaps you don't know, I, Yan Beifei, love riding fierce horses the most. Today, I will grab your hair braids and whip you!"

On the side, Sima Tu was so scared that his face turned deathly pale and he trembled with a trembling voice.

"Fairy Ling'er, if you really can't do it, then you can do it. He is a Deity Transformation genius, and he is a saint grade god. His strength is equivalent to an ordinary half-saint. You won't lose out!"

The communication artefacts and telepathic transmission were all isolated by their array magical equipments. This Yan Beifei was clearly going to use force.

However, Yan Beifei would also be wary of the Lian Hua Soul and Luo Ying Sect behind Huang Linger. After all, he still had to depend on Master to fight a dog. Furthermore, Huang Linger was the Lian Hua Soul. Your direct disciple.

Therefore, Yan Beifei would not let the news spread. After kissing her, he would definitely kill her, including himself!

Huang Linger ignored him and looked at Yan Beifei full of ridicule, saying,

"You are not only ugly, but you are also ugly in the heart. You are so ugly!"

"Haha!"

Yan Beifei was so angry that he laughed instead. He gritted his teeth and said: "What a sharp-tongued girl. Since you have good mouth skills, I will let you use your mouth skills to serve me later!"

Skylark gave a sly smile and said,

"Senior Brother, you can slowly chat with your little lover. I'll bring my brothers outside to let you out!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand. Dozens of disciples dispersed.

"Woman, come into my arms!"

Yan Beifei chuckled and reached out his Right Hand towards Huang Linger.

Boom!

A jade-like palm condensed in the air. It was more than ten meters in radius, as if it wasn't made of flesh and blood. It was completely composed of natural laws and Great Daos. It was extremely heavy and vast, as if it could blot out the sun and cover the earth. It completely enveloped Jiang Tian, Huang Linger, and Sima Tu.

"Heavenly Palm Technique!"

"Fairy Ling'er, you should obey. What is more important than your life?"

Sima Tu was so scared that he almost cried. He tried to persuade her again.

"Yan Beifei, you're courting death! How did your father teach you? A male dog? "Everywhere you go!"

Huang Linger's expression was cold and she did not speak, but Jiang Tian sneered and squinted his eyes at Yan Beifei.

"Who asked you to talk nonsense! You are just a servant, what right do you have to speak!"

Seeing this, Sima Tu's heart turned ashen, and he wished he could cover Jiang Tian's mouth!

Yan Beifei flew into a rage and grinned hideously.

"Haha, I never thought that a servant disciple would be so arrogant and dare to provoke me!"

"I will tear you into pieces!"

"It's over!"

I've had eight lifetimes of bad luck before I was able to lay my hands on this pig-like teammate!

At this moment, Sima Tu was beating his chest and stamping his feet.

He suddenly felt that Huang Liang, who had left the team previously, was incomparably wise.

This servant surnamed Jiang was not as simple as a burden. He was clearly a calamity star!

Just as the Giant Palm was less than a hundred meters away from the three of them, Sima Tu was in extreme despair. Just as he was about to close his eyes to alleviate the terrifying pressure and fear, he suddenly saw a blurry beam of bright light shooting out from the bow of the flying boat.

The bright light was a blade light. It was incomparably sharp and resplendent, like a bolt of lightning that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

"Ah!"

Yan Beifei let out a miserable cry. The incomparably tough and solid Heaven's Net Palm, which could block the attacks of Dao Weapons, was actually cut off at the same time. Countless streams of divine blood flowed down, dyeing the heavens and earth red.

Where the blade light rose, Jiang Tian took a step forward and said with a cold smile, "My woman, how can I allow you to blaspheme her?"

"This, how is this possible!"

At that moment, both Yan Beifei and Sima Tu were dumbfounded. Their eyes were filled with disbelief as they looked at Jiang Tian at the same time.

Jiang Tian's originally hunched back suddenly straightened, and he instantly became as lofty as a mountain. His head of white hair turned pitch black, and there was only slight frost on his temples. However, it was even more heavy and profound.

His originally turbid eyes instantly became clear and sharp, and his aura was oppressive. In an instant, he turned from an ordinary middle-aged man to a young man who stood proudly, as if a true god had descended into the world!

"So, it turns out that a giant has hidden his strength!"

Sima Tu's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.

As a matter of fact, friar had kept his trump card, hiding too many Cultivation Level. It was not surprising at all.

Sima Tu was an old bird, so he could more or less tell what was going on.

However, this was the first time he had seen someone like Jiang Tian, who seemed like an ordinary person with both body and spirit, without any trace of friar.

"Damn it! This Ants of yours dares to hurt me!"

Yan Beifei was completely enraged.

Although he had just attacked and did not use his full strength, it was just a casual attack from his Dharma Idol, a Gold Pill stage spell.2

However, Jiang Tian cut through his dharma idol with a single slash of his saber. To a genius like him, it could also be considered a great shame and humiliation.

"A mere servant, a mere Nascent Soul Cultivation Level. His cultivation is weak. If he didn't rely on a Dao weapon, how could he hurt me?"

Yan Beifei's gaze fell onto Jiang Tian's hand. He was holding a black long knife in his hand, and he couldn't help but reveal a look of disdain.

The blade was dark, and it looked like the scythe of the god of death. Layers and layers of scales shone on it. No one knew how many times it had been forged.

"So it's a Doctrine Artifact! He didn't injure Yan Beifei with his own strength?"

Sima Tu suddenly understood.

However, even though Jiang Tian had injured Yan Beifei with his Dao weapon, Sima Tu was still shocked by his Cultivation Level and boldness. To be able to activate a Dao Weapon, even if he had to force himself, he would still have to use his Nascent Soul Cultivation Level.

Besides, this kid was too bold.

Sima Tu thought to himself. Even if he were to carry a Dao Weapon, he would not dare to resist at all. After all, the suppression of the Cultivation Level wasn't something to be trifled with.

"Swish!"

Jiang Tian did not wait for Yan Beifei to attack. With a sway of his body, he crossed dozens of miles and arrived in front of Yan Beifei. The speed of his movement technique was simply unbelievable.

"What?"

Yan Beifei turned pale with fright. The Jiang Tian in front of him was so clear that even the pores on his face were clear. It could be seen that his gaze was cold and ruthless.

He had never seen a Nascent Soul with such a fast speed in his life. It simply ignored the existence of space.

- - The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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