Martial Arts Immortality: Awakening the Three Colors of Domineering at the Beginning

Seeing the explosion of the forbidden sky array, the voices of the people below suddenly stopped.

And the law enforcement officers who were about to come over and capture Ye Wen also stopped, their eyes full of horror.

What is the concept of blowing up the second-grade forbidden sky array with one punch?

Even the average-level supreme elders in the sect can't do it, right?

At this time, many people who had mocked before were full of fear.

It's over!

I seem to be close to death.

At such a long distance, he shouldn't be able to hear it, right?

Shouldn't he?

When they came to their senses, Ye Wen's figure had already disappeared.

"Boss! Bring up any good wine and food."

In the largest restaurant in Chiyun City, Ye Wen sat in front of a luxurious table and shouted loudly.

He hadn't tasted food for more than two months, and now he was already hungry and thirsty.

The fight can be postponed later.

Besides, how can you have the energy to fight if you are not full?

His breath moved, directly covering the restaurant owner who was about to come up from downstairs.

The largest restaurant here is naturally the property of the Chiyun Sect. The restaurant owner is also a member of the Chiyun Sect, and he is also a fourth-level True Blood Realm Grandmaster.

However, when Ye Wen's breath fell, he instantly felt like he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders, and it was difficult for him to move, and cold sweat broke out on his body.

"Yes, yes, senior, wait a moment!"

He spoke with difficulty and hurriedly agreed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wen's breath was directly retracted.

Immediately, the restaurant owner sat down on the ground, tremblingly took out a handkerchief, wiped the cold sweat on his face, and his body couldn't stop shaking slightly.

Just now, he seemed to see his grandfather who had been dead for two hundred years.

Not long after, a series of delicacies were brought to Ye Wen's room.

"Hmm, it tastes good!"

He ate up the food on the plates quickly.

I have to say that the food in this restaurant tastes really good. There are all kinds of rare ingredients, even the flesh and blood of third-grade monsters.

When Ye Wen was completely full, the plates downstairs had already filled three rooms.

Looking outside, except for the few breaths that had been following him, no one else came.

"Strange? Shouldn't this be the first line of defense of the Chiyun Sect? Why is there no movement until now?"

He looked at a thousand-foot-high mountain outside the city in confusion.

"Forget it, never mind. Since they won't come, I'll visit them in person!"

Muttering to himself, Ye Wen flashed and disappeared in the restaurant.

A few minutes later, he had arrived at the foot of the Chiyun Peak of the Chiyun Sect.

Going up the steps step by step, he soon appeared on a square.

"Look, another person is here for the test!"

"Tsk tsk, he looks ordinary at first glance, he's not a disciple from a noble family, we don't have to worry."

"Hmph! He's so young, yet he dares to take part in the test of the Chiyun Sect, and he wants to join the Chiyun Sect. He really doesn't know how to write the word death."

There were hundreds of people in the square, waiting for something.

Seeing Ye Wen appear, someone whispered.

"Maybe he's a young genius?"

"Tsk, genius? I'm a genius. I can walk in three months, talk and read in half a year, practice martial arts in one year, and have practiced martial arts for thirty years. I've reached the peak of the fifth grade, and I'm only one step away from the fourth grade. Look at that kid's miserable appearance, can he compare with me?"

Someone looked at Ye Wen and sneered.

Listening to his glorious deeds, the people around him praised him again and again.

Ye Wen just glanced at everyone and continued to walk forward slowly.

"Boy, stop. The elders haven't come down to test us yet. You dare to go up the mountain without permission. Are you looking for death?"

Seeing Ye Wen walking towards the top of the mountain, someone shouted coldly.

It was the mocking man who boasted about his life before.

As he said, he strode towards Ye Wen, trying to stop Ye Wen's steps.

Seeing this, Ye Wen didn't even stop and continued to move forward.

But before the man came within ten steps of Ye Wen, his body trembled and he knelt heavily on the ground.

His knees smashed a deep pit on the ground.

"Retreat, Chiyun Sect will not accept disciples today, and it may be difficult to accept disciples in the future!"

After saying that, Ye Wen took a step and walked quickly towards the top of the mountain.

After walking for a while, he appeared on the mountainside. There was also a large square here, and it surrounded the mountain with countless buildings.

But the people moving here were all disciples in the early stage of the True Blood Grandmaster Realm.

After observing for a few times, he continued to go up.

Finally, he almost reached the top of the mountain. There was still a large square in front of him, but there was only a hall behind it.

At this time, dozens of people were standing in the square in front of the hall, watching him walk up quietly."Hey! Is everyone here? Have you had lunch?"

Looking at those people, Ye Wen smiled and greeted them.

He was even more delighted.

"I bet right. The club... um, the cultivation resources are waving to me!"

Hearing Ye Wen's unreliable words, those people were stunned.

But soon, another old man in white came forward.

"My friend, I am Yun Xiao, the head of the Chiyun Sect. May I ask which sect you are from? What is your business in the Chiyun Sect?"

He spoke in a deep voice.

"Haha! Are you pretending?"

Hearing the question, Ye Wen spoke the quintessence of the country.

"Stop talking nonsense. I am a casual cultivator. The elders of your sect hunted me down so badly before, causing me great mental damage. Now hand over the apology. If you can satisfy me, we can forgive our grievances."

Ye Wen spoke carelessly and stretched out his hand to Yun Xiao.

"How dare you! Who among you here is not your elder? Who are you calling me Laozi?"

After hearing Ye Wen's words, some of the hot-tempered old men among them could not sit still and shouted angrily.

"Ha! You are stubborn. Don't you know that in martial arts practice, the master comes first?"

Hearing the scolding, Ye Wen sneered.

"Now I am the strongest in the whole audience, so I am naturally the father of all of you!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was boiling, and the scoldings against him came one after another.

"Master, why are you still talking nonsense with the shameless lunatic? Let me take action and kill him on the spot."

An old man shouted coldly, ignoring the response of Yun Xiao in front of him, and rushed directly to Ye Wen, slapping his head with one palm.

"Fire Cloud Palm!"

The blazing mysterious energy in the palm wind burned everything, blowing Ye Wen's whole body a little...

comfortable.

Snap!

Looking at the angry old man, Ye Wen slapped him casually.

"Go away, what a piece of rubbish!"

He slapped him with his palm at an extremely fast speed. Before the elder's attack landed, he was slapped in the face by Ye Wen.

Suddenly, the elder's head rotated several times on his neck and then rolled to the side.

"Grand Elder Wen Yun!"

"Hurry up and save him!"

Seeing this scene, the people behind changed their faces and shouted hurriedly.

Although warriors do not have the heaven-defying recovery ability of monsters, a small injury like a broken neck can still be easily recovered.

But before they could make a move, Ye Wen stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and drew seven drops of true blood from this person's body.

As the true blood disappeared, the body also lost its vitality.