Bishop's Retirement

Under such fighting, Wang Ye's moves changed suddenly.

But seeing his palm turned into a fist, he suddenly blasted out.

This trick was ingenious, and it hit the face of the scholar in Tsing Yi impartially!

The punches are strong and unrestrained, rolling away.

The scribe in Tsing Yi was directly shaken far away, and his feet were pushed out on the ground for several feet before he stabilized his figure.

Hey Hey……

The moment he stabilized his figure, the scribe in Tsing Yi let out a series of cold smiles.

He raised his head slowly.

There is no obvious injury on the face!

Seeing this, Wang Ye's heart skipped a beat.

He should have thought of it earlier.

This person has learned the earth-shocking great samsara seal, not to mention that the Vajra is not bad.

It is also able to digest energy.

Ordinary moves will not cause too much damage to this person!

"It's really troublesome..."

Thinking of this, Wang Ye cursed inwardly: "This person is almost as difficult to deal with as Bai Er Idiot!"

Hehehe...

Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, the scribe in Tsing Yi sneered again and again.

He looked up at Wang Ye and said, "Are you done?"

"Now it's my turn!"

As he said that, he took a step forward, and his sword pointed out.

In time, a burst of energy pierced through the air and came straight to Wang Ye's face!

At this time, the scribes in Tsing Yi actually turned defense into offense by relying on the earth-shattering great reincarnation seal!

Seeing this energy attack, Wang Ye's body shook.

In the next moment, he came in front of the scribe in Tsing Yi.

He punched back and forth with fists and palms, dispelling the incoming energy in an instant.

At the same time, he twisted his foot and exerted force suddenly.

A slap in the face was hitting his chest!

boom!

With a muffled sound, the scribe in Tsing Yi flew upside down, like a ball, repeatedly bounced on the ground, and flew very far.

At the same time, he smiled wickedly.

With both palms on the ground, he suddenly propped up and jumped high.

Continue to sweep towards the distance.

The scribe in Tsing Yi followed Wang Ye's palm and escaped from afar, wanting to escape.

"Want to go!?"

Seeing this, Wang Ye said, "Leave me honestly!"

After saying a word, a series of swift shadows came out from Wang Ye's body and followed him.

At the same time, he slammed his palm fiercely at the scholar in blue!

"Hey, you've been fooled!"

At this point, the scribe in Tsing Yi spun his palms, and the black energy caught Wang Ye's palm like a quagmire.

Not only that, Wang Ye's palm was also countered.

The scribe in Tsing Yi did not hesitate at all.

He raised his left palm and pushed his right palm horizontally, taking advantage of the victory and striking.

At the same time, he said, "Die!"

In the words, a domineering palm force from him pierced through the air, hitting Wang Ye's chest!

boom!

There was only a muffled sound.

Following the sound, I saw a force visible to the naked eye dissipating.

Spread out with the two as the center.

Chapter 1771 This is authentic!

One hit.

There was no joy on the face of the Tsing Yi scribe.

There is no other reason.

Because he only felt that his strength was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and nothing remained.

what? !

Feeling this, he lost his voice in surprise.

He never thought of it at this time.

The strength of this move will dissipate so cleanly!

Even more shocking.

This method of dissipating power and energy is actually very similar to the one I use!

It's hard to be the person in front of you.

Born in the Demon Cult! ?

"hey-hey……"

Just when he was shocked, Wang Ye's chuckle came: "You don't think..."

"You are the only one who knows how to dissipate strength?"

"So, it's too contemptuous!"

!!!

Hearing such words, the scribe in Tsing Yi raised his head again.

But when he saw Wang Ye staring at him with straight eyes, it was full of teasing!

Seeing Wang Ye's smile, the scribe in Tsing Yi was shocked.

Subconsciously, he used his power and energy, making frequent moves.

A series of demon sect martial arts moves bloomed like flowers blooming.

Attacked towards Wang Ye.

however.

Before he could push these moves to the climax, he was stopped by Wang Ye and stopped in the middle.

Not only that.

Wang Ye's key points for each move are just right.

It's all at the time when the scribes in Tsing Yi are about to let go of their strength and want to vomit.

As such.

The scribes in Tsing Yi seem to have a lot of moves, but in fact they are extremely aggrieved and miserable.

"How could this be?"

At this time, the scribe in Tsing Yi was secretly surprised: "Why does every time he make a move, he hits the key points of my moves just right?"

"What is the origin of this person!?"

Just as he was thinking.

But Wang Ye's voice came faintly: "How dare you be distracted when facing the enemy?"

"Think your life is too long?"

!!!

Hearing such words, the scribe in Tsing Yi was shocked.

When he came back to his senses, he saw a sudden chill in the area of ​​Wang Ye's left palm.

With a flip of his palm, heat burst out.

Under the rotation of the two qi, it is like the rotation of yin and yang, twisting into a ball.

It slammed on the chest of the scribe in Tsing Yi!

boom!

Only a dull loud noise was heard.

The aura of the Tsing Yi scholar's body guard suddenly shattered, and Wang Ye Wuzhu's palm force drove straight in.

It flew upside down with its body, and it was being loaded into the artificial lake beside it.

In an instant, a water column rose into the sky, and the rockery in the lake collapsed.

Thousands of water splashes poured down.

It's like it's raining heavily!

Whoa!

As the water splashed down, the scribe in Tsing Yi jumped out of the water directly.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

There was a hint of horror in the eyes looking at Wang Ye.

That palm really hurt him just now!

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye frowned in surprise.

This literati student in Tsing Yi slapped him raw head-on.

Still able to stand up.

"interesting……"

Thinking of this, Wang Ye said: "It seems that you want me much better than you think..."

"However, I still can't get on the stage!"

Said Wang Ye took a step forward, brushing out his palm.

hum!

In an instant, the rolling strength surged.

Like a sea tide, it blasted towards the Tsing Yi scholar.

Before the strength of his palm was reached, his strength had already pressed his cheeks to the point of pain!

I saw the palm force coming.

This green-clothed scribe has a bright aura, with his sleeves waving horizontally.

Suddenly a gust of wind rose.