1362: C1362 I Was Afraid That My Senior Brother Would Kill Them

C1362 I Was Afraid That My Senior Brother Would Kill Them

Sima Zhengming coldly glanced at the battlefield. He said in a flat tone. "Don't worry, we won't kill this kid."

"It's not Master!" Sima Chongting said anxiously, "I'm afraid that Senior Brother Ye will beat them to death!"

Sima Zhengming nodded. ：......

If it was in the past, Ye Hong might have avoided such a troublesome joint attack.

If it wasn't for the help of the Team Night Blade, he might not have been able to deal with these people.

However, that was in the past. ...

The current Ye Hong was Cultivator of Ancient Taoism Martial Arts!

Eight violent auras appeared in front of Ye Hong, but he slowly closed his eyes.

His heart slightly moved, and he entered a strange state.

The stone steps under his feet seemed to be cracking inch by inch. Then, the entire Peacock Mountain began to collapse one by one.

It was as if there was no place in the world where Ye Hong could stand.

In this state, it was as if he was on the edge of a cliff, on the edge of despair.

He had a sudden impulse and entered the Dao on the spot!

The disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect thought that Ye Hong had given up resisting and were delighted.

Unexpectedly, Ye Hong stepped on the stone steps and spun in the air.

He faced everyone with his head down and his feet down.

"What a show-off!" Sima Ann sneered. "Beat him down!"

The eight disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect changed their route and attacked Ye Hong in the air.

At this moment, Ye Hong still looked like he was closing his eyes, but his hand was still moving. At some point in time, he had assumed a familiar pose.

"Eight Trigram Palm? Ba Gua Zhang?"

"No! It seems a bit different!"

The disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect who were watching the fight felt that Ye Hong's palm technique was making them uncomfortable.

It was like adding a handful of dried white rice into a pot of porridge.

This kind of sudden contradiction made everyone feel depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

The reason why it was like this was because Ye Hong had added his understanding of the Sword Arts of Mount Shu into this seemingly simple Eight Trigram Palm!

Ding! Combining palm and sword ancient martial arts, martial arts ability + 1!"

With just a wave of his palm, the eight people below felt as if a mountain had fallen from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it was like a divine sword that could split heaven and earth was released from Ye Hong's hand.

But whether it was the pressure of Mount Tai or the arrival of the divine sword, it represented both. It was a word.

Death!

It was an irresistible force. It was as if the aura within his body had met its natural enemy.0

The force was unstoppable. Before Ye Hong's palm could touch the eight men, it had already driven away all the Qi in their bodies.

The eight men realized that something was wrong and wanted to run away, but they had lost all their strength.

This despair reminded them of the time when they were facing Sima Zhengming, the Sect Master. They were powerless to fight back.

Could it be that Ye Hong was also Cultivator of Ancient Taoism Martial Arts?!

In despair, the eight pairs of eyes could only watch as Ye Hong's palm approached closer and closer.

Ye Hong suddenly opened his eyes, and a hint of anxiousness flashed through them.

"Get out of my way!"

He had a sudden urge to combine the Eight Trigram Palm and Sword Arts of Mount Shu at the last moment.

However, before he used this move, even he did not expect it to be so powerful.

It was not an exaggeration to say that with this slap, these eight people might turn into meat paste!

But now that he had used his palm technique, it was no longer possible to retract it.

The expressions of everyone present changed.

Sima Zhengming finally understood Sima Chongting's warning just now.

Crack!

The stone steps under Sima Zhengming's feet were shattered by his steps, and his entire body had disappeared from where he stood.

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