Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 597 Ten consecutive victories

Su Yunchan's face darkened, and he shouted: "A group of witches, Hugh is crazy, today I will show you what is the real supernatural power!"

As soon as his words fell, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and all the warriors around him were forced to retreat by his aura.

Everyone looked at the deacon of Tianji Pavilion in shock.

I saw a phantom of a monster dragon with huge wings appearing behind it, and the dragon eyes glared at Ji Yan angrily!
"What kind of martial art is this!" On the battle stage, as Su Yunchan's cultivation base unfolded, Ji Yan's heart tightened, and she suddenly felt a terrifying aura rushing towards her face from the shadow of the monster dragon.

She couldn't help but take a few steps back before stabilizing her figure, and thought secretly: "This Tianji Pavilion is indeed an extremely mysterious existence, with branches all over the entire continent, and this Su Yunchan is just a small deacon. The aura is so strong, could it be that he has reached the realm of Emperor Wu! Not absolutely impossible, his aura has not yet reached Emperor Wu, but why is it so terrifying and powerful! "

Although Ji Yan was shocked, she was not afraid, she was already holding the heart of mortal death, and immediately said: "Well, I, Ji Yan, will teach you the superb martial arts of Deacon Su today!"

Immediately, a strong aura that only the sixth level of the Martial Emperor Realm burst out from the woman, and the fighting spirit was fierce.

"Hmph, since you want to fight, then fight." Su Yunchan said coldly, and then flew onto the battle platform to capture the woman.

But at this moment, a man in a gray robe suddenly flew up from the crowd, landed on the battle stage and said: "Deacon Su, let me give you the magic fist first! My magic fist!" Many disciples were killed or injured along the way, just now this witch beheaded two people in a row, this revenge will not be avenged, as the strongest of this generation, I cannot swallow this breath!"

This is a middle-aged man with a burly figure, a dark complexion, and fists like a fight.

As soon as his words fell, there was an uproar from the audience:
"I didn't expect Yang Ming to make a move. Then this witch from Sun Moon Palace will definitely lose."

"Hehe, Yang Ming is the most outstanding martial artist of our Shenquan Sect for decades, and his boxing skills have swept away invincible opponents of the same level!"

"Yang Ming, don't kill this demon girl directly, take her back to the sect!"

Hearing the voices of awe around him, Yang Ming sneered slightly, and with a turn of the energy in his body, a powerful aura of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm spread out from his body, pressing towards Ji Yan who was opposite.

Ji Yan's tender body took a deep breath, feeling Yang Ming's powerful aura, she pointed her finger, and Bai Lin beside her roared and rushed over, preemptively striking.

She knew that her cultivation was far inferior to Yang Ming's, so she had to act first.

Therefore, once he shot, he used the other two attack methods one after another.

She stepped on the ground with one foot, and with her feet as the center, an extremely cold frost spread out and froze towards Yang Ming.

At the same time, with a slap of the black whip in her hand, a sharp long black whip shadow also flashed out, heading towards Yang Ming.

Three strikes at once, as fast as thunder, such a speed of attack that some juniors can't see clearly.

And the women of Sun Moon Palace who watched the battle on the stage burst into applause, applauding for their own Elder Ji Yan.

But facing the three attacks, Yang Ming didn't even dodge. With a sneer on his face, he clenched his right hand violently, and punched out violently.

"Not good! Xiaoyan, dodge quickly!" Among the girls of the Sun Moon Palace, the most senior woman, the old woman, reminded her in alarm when she saw this.

She is the previous generation Mistress of the Sun Moon Palace. She has been hidden for many years, and her cultivation is unfathomable!
In this Sun Moon Palace catastrophe, the previous Palace Mistress had to wake up from a deep sleep to preside over the overall situation.

Granny Ying is already old, and her lifespan is about to run out, so she can only rely on deep sleep to postpone her death.

But the Shadow Clan was about to be exterminated, and she had to wake up from her deep sleep.

Granny Ying's reminder was still too late.

As soon as her words sounded, I saw that the whole center of the battle stage was blasted by Yang Ming, the God Fist Sect, so that the golden wind howled violently, and the golden wind blew all over the sky, and there was even a strange roar coming from the golden wind. It was rumored that no matter whether it was Ji Yan's white-scaled martial soul, or the extremely cold ice, or the shadow of the black whip, once it was involved in the golden wind, it completely disappeared!

This made Ji Yan cry out in shock, but then her eyes darkened, and she was also swept into it by the golden wind, and the sky and the earth spun, and all the strength and true energy in her body disappeared quickly. After a few breaths, she was gone directly paralyzed within the mysterious golden wind
Seeing this, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed a strange color, the golden wind obviously contained a kind of poison similar to Hua Gong San.

After a few breaths, when the golden wind dissipated completely, the scene inside was revealed.

I saw Yang Ming holding Ji Yan with one hand.

But Ji Yan's face was extremely pale, and her whole body was limp.

Yang Ming sneered, his 'Hua Xiu San', even if this woman's cultivation level is not low, was also subdued by one move.

Just as he was about to bring this girl into battle, a powerful aura erupted from far behind.

"Shameless thief, let niece Ji Yan go!" Grandma Ying was furious. As the patriarch of the Shadow Clan, how could she watch the daughters of her clan being looted.

If Ji Yan is taken away, the consequences can be imagined, Shuangxiu Furnace!
Yang Ming was startled, and said, "Why, old man, do you want to break the agreement for the ring fight?"

Yang Ming's Yuan power circulated, and he was terrified in the face of Granny Ying's powerful aura.

And the martial artist below was also a sensation:
"Yes, do you want to break the contract?"

"I said, why bother to talk morally with them, and directly attack them in groups. If they are all arrested, it will be over."

"Let's go up together, what kind of arena fight!"

Seeing that the warriors below were about to swarm up, Granny Ying's breath stagnated suddenly, her face was extremely gloomy, and she sat down slowly.

She can't make a move, can't break the rules set before, each of them has ten ring battles, as long as there is one of them in the Sun Moon Palace, and they can win ten games in a row, these sects and loose warriors from all directions will retreat, and they will fight every day. The survivors of the Moon Palace can leave Zhongzhou safely and unhindered, and move their sect to other states.

Although she knew that it was almost impossible to win ten games in a row, Grandma Ying didn't want to give up. This was the only chance to save the Shadow Clan.

Granny Ying looked at Ji Yan who was restrained by Yang Ming, with regret in her eyes, and sighed softly.

All the girls in the Sun Moon Palace couldn't bear it. One could imagine how miserable Ji Yan would be treated after being taken away by Yang Ming. She would never be able to stand up again, and she would become someone else's plaything, object, and cultivation resource.

All the girls grieved and gritted their silver teeth, their bodies trembling. They looked at Ji Yan, who was swept off the stage by Yang Ming, who was a master of boxing.

Many female disciples cried, including Yingwu, who couldn't bear it.

After all, she has the blood of the Shadow Clan.

When Ji Yan was taken down, the look in her eyes begged for misery!
Yingwu knew that Ji Yan was not praying for someone to save her, but hoped that she could end her life so that she would not be taken away and humiliated!

A ball of Yuan Guang appeared on Ying Wu's hand, but at this moment, suddenly, a palm was pressed on her fragrant shoulder.

(End of this chapter)