C3543 Reborn with an Arm
The Emei disciples were shocked and shocked. They looked at Senior Nun Duanjue, who did not know whether she was dead or alive. They wanted to go forward, but they did not dare!
After all, the strength that Ye Meng had displayed was too terrifying!
No matter what, the dignified Senior Nun Duanjue was a Master-level warrior in the martial arts world. In terms of strength, she was not much weaker than Ren Qianxing!
However, such an expert was beaten to death by Ye Meng with a wave of his hand!
Karakorum Hee Taicong and his wife's faces turned pale!
Just now, they wanted to cheer for Senior Nun Duanjue!
Now that they thought about it, it was fortunate that they did not say anything just now, otherwise...
Ye Meng ignored the crowd and slowly walked in front of Wu Jinmu!
To be honest, Wu JIngwood and the other members of the Acute Metal Flag Sect were also stunned!
They had never thought that Ye Meng would be so terrifying!
"Wu JIngwood, don't move. This treasure... Sect Master will treat your injuries!"
Ye Meng swept a glance at Wu JIngwood, and his gaze stopped on his broken arm.
Ye Meng naturally wouldn't let go of the position of Leader of Ming Sect!
Since he had encountered the Ming Sect's Acute Golden Flag, he would give some small favors to win over the hearts of the people!
Wu JIngwood was stunned when he heard Ye Meng's words. Before he could react, he saw Ye Meng waving his little hand in front of his eyes!
In the next moment, Wu JIngwood suddenly felt a numb feeling coming from his broken arm!
Before he could recover his senses, the exclamations around him instantly sounded like a frying pan!
"My God, this... How is this possible?"
"Wu... Envoy Wu Qi's arm has grown out!"
"Is this a miracle?"
" I'm not dreaming, am I? "
Everyone seemed to have seen the most inconceivable scene, and they were in an uproar!
Not only the disciples of the Acute Golden Flag, even the righteous disciples like Emei, Karakorum, and Wen Dang were petrified as if they had seen a ghost!
Dongfang Weibai, Xiang Wendi, and Ren Xingxing looked at each other. They saw deep shock in each other's eyes!
They had long known that the sect master was a powerful land god level stage!
But they also did not expect that the sect master could actually regrow a person's arm!
This motherf * cker, that was a land-god level powerhouse?
He was clearly a Divine Immortal!
After recovering from his shock, Dongfang Weibai suddenly became wild with joy!
One should know that Ye Meng had already upgraded the technique that she was cultivating into an Immortal Cultivation technique!
In this way, as long as she worked hard in her cultivation, perhaps one day, she would be able to possess an ability that was close to that of a Divine Immortal like Ye Meng!2
"So... the Sect Master is a Divine Immortal expert!"
Ren Tianxing stared blankly at Ye Meng, and a huge wave surged in his heart!
The only reason he submitted to Ye Meng was because of Ye Meng's terrifying strength!
But now, it seemed like he had made a huge profit!
At this moment, his loyalty to Ye Meng skyrocketed like a rocket!
"Alright!"
After a while, Ye Meng clapped his hands and a satisfied look appeared on his face.
The rebirth of an arm. For someone at Ye Meng's level... It was not a problem at all!
However, in the Sunscorch Continent, due to the limitation of strength, Ye Meng had to spend a lot of effort!
"My... my arm!"
Wu Jinmu looked at his newly grown arm in disbelief, as if he was in a dream!
"Hehehehe!"
Seeing Wu JIngwood like this, Ye Meng grinded his canine teeth and laughed!
In the next moment, he strode past Wu Jinmu and appeared in front of the unconscious Zhuang Ning!
Zhuang Ning was a flag bearer of the Sharp Golden Flag, and his martial arts was very powerful. He could be considered a super expert in the martial arts world!
Even Senior Nun Duanjue had almost been defeated by him earlier!
Unfortunately, Senior Nun Duanjue had used the Heavenly Sword of Yi later on!
Zhuang Ning had been injured by the Heaven's Sword, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive!
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