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Not only that, he turned his body to make a knife with his horizontal palm.

Go straight to the Tsing Yi scribes and cut them face to face!

!!!

Seeing this scene, the scribe in Tsing Yi opened his eyes wide and was terrified.

In desperation, he took half a step back abruptly.

bass!

With a soft sound, a strand of his hair was chopped off by Wang Ye.

so close!

Seeing the strands of hair falling down, the Tsing Yi scholar's heart sank.

It was only if he hesitated for half a minute.

In the next moment, it's not just the hair falling down!

"Good response..."

Just when he was shocked, Wang Ye's voice came: "Sensible, honestly tell me where your martial arts come from..."

"If not..."

"The next time it will be cut off, it will not be as simple as the hair!"

Said Wang Ye looked up.

There was a sharp and fierce glow in it.

Seeing Wang Ye's fierce light, the scribe in Tsing Yi frowned.

He glanced back.

After realizing that Bai Mingyu hadn't chased after him, a look of sharpness appeared in his eyes.

He looked at Wang Ye and said, "Since you want to know so much..."

"Why don't you go to the Senluo Palace and ask Yama King for clarification!"

As he spoke, he sprinted forward and stepped forward.

The palms of the whole person turned into claws, and they slammed towards Wang Ye's shoulders.

The speed of going is astonishing, extremely fast.

In just a moment, he came in front of Wang Ye, wanting to crush Wang Ye's shoulder.

"Take the cloud potential!"

Seeing this, Wang Ye said, "Interesting, this trick is not a martial art from the Demon Sect!"

"It's Shaolin's Dragon Claw Hand!"

"However, the flaw is also astonishingly large!"

While speaking, Wang Ye blocked the palm of the scribe in Tsing Yi in the area of ​​his right palm.

At the same time, he flipped his palm and pushed, instantly releasing his claws.

At the moment of resolving the move, Wang Ye repeatedly hit and eliminated.

At the same time, the body takes a step forward and pushes out the horizontal palm.

boom!

There was only a muffled sound, and the palm was pressed on the chest of the scribe in Tsing Yi.

Pushed horizontally with great force.

He flew his body upside down and crashed into a gate tower in an instant.

boom!

Only a muffled sound was heard.

The gate tower collapsed in an instant, stirring up a lot of smoke and dust.

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Seeing the smoke and dust rising, Wang Ye frowned.

With a flick of his sleeve, the strong wind blew out.

Blow away all the smoke and dust in an instant.

At the same time, he said, "Come out!"

"The strength of the palm just now is not too heavy, you have the body protection of the demon energy, so it can't hurt you!"

"Don't try to use the smoke and dust to make any articles!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye's eyes sank, and he landed on the pile of rubble below.

There was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Whoa!

Following Wang Ye's words, the body of the Tsing Yi scribe shook and scattered the rubble above him.

The whole person walked out slowly.

He stared at Wang Ye in front of him, and said, "Who is your Excellency..."

"With such skill and means, he should not be an unknown person!"

snort!

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Ye snorted coldly.

He was condescending, looking down at the Tsing Yi scholar below, and said: "You have to figure it out..."

"Before asking a question, answer my question first!"

"Your martial arts, especially the moves that dissipated my strength just now, who did you learn from!"

Right now, the question Wang Ye wants to know most is.

Why is this Tsing-clothed scribe so clear-eyed?

Ha ha!

Hearing Wang Ye's questioning, Tsing Yi Wen sneered.

He raised his head to look at Wang Ye, and said, "I also answered that way just now..."

"Want to know..."

"Let's go to Jiuyou Yanluo and ask for clarification!"

As he spoke, the scribes in Tsing Yi moved their palms in unison, spreading out across the sky.

The raging palm shadow flew out with thousands of gravels, instantly blocking Wang Ye's escape route completely.

Seeing this, Wang Ye smiled.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said, "That's wonderful..."

"He was worried that I would run away!"

Between the words, Wang Ye's palm was shaken horizontally.

Rolling energy dissipated, and suddenly shook towards the thousands of palm shadows.

A palm print.

The rolling force instantly crushed all the flying gravel.

Simultaneously.

Most of the thousands of palm shadows of the scribes in Tsing Yi also dissipated at this moment.

The strong palm force rolled up backwards.

It made the Tsing Yi scribe's cheek ache.

In the next moment, the moves are about to collapse!

Seeing that the move was about to collapse, the scribe in Tsing Yi was startled.

Immediately afterwards, his palm turned over, and a feminine energy escaped.

As soon as this gentle force is used, the shadow of the palm will fly away.

In the end, it twisted into a cloud of black energy, which restrained Wang Ye's palm power.

Um! ?

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye was shocked.

He never expected that this scribe in Tsing Yi could even learn this trick!

When he was shocked, his palm strength was restrained, and his arms spun around in his body.

In an instant, the black air that restrained his palm force was blown away.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped forward in a wrong step, hesitating with palm strength.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the scribes in Tsing Yi were instantly shocked away.

At the same time, he looked at his palm and said, "The earth-shattering Great Reincarnation Seal..."

"Using strength to strike, rebounding with strength, and absorbing external force, you can be invincible. If you practice it to the extreme, you can use the power of heaven and earth for your own use!"

"This is the secret secret of the Demon Sect in the past..."

"How did you do it?"

In between the words, Wang Ye's eyes flickered with sharpness and sharpness.

This green-clothed scribe knows the bottom line of sacred martial arts, which already made him a little bit angry.

"Humph!"

Hearing this, the scribe in Tsing Yi snorted coldly: "I will, so what about you!"

what!

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Ye smiled instead of anger.

He looked at the green-clothed scholar in front of him, and said, "So what about me?"

"Now I'll tell you what I want!"

As he said that, Wang Ye exerted all his strength and bullied him.

I saw him turn his palm into a knife and use his breath to urge his hair.

The menacing and sharp blades criss-crossed down, trying to strangle the scribes in Tsing Yi to death.

Seeing the situation of strong recruits, the literati in Tsing Yi made great efforts to move around.

But he saw that his arms were moving in unison, and he actually used his physical body to forcibly shake Wang Ye's criss-crossing force.

For a while, the strong wind pressed down.

Carved knife marks on the bluestone slab.

The energy released cut off all the surrounding trees in half, which shows the sharpness of its energy.

Simply put, the people of Jinling are used to such scenes.

Hearing the movement, I left for refuge early, otherwise, this time I would already be blood and flesh all over the place.

On the other hand, the scholars in Tsing Yi.

He moved his arms in unison, and under the shock of this fierce energy, there were bursts of crisp sounds of gold and iron.

By sound alone.

It really makes people think that two weapons are fighting each other.