Next, many masters came out, all of them were masters in the Qinglan Palace, but without exception, they were all defeated by Wen Qingye.
Seventh, win again!
Wen Qingye's forehead slowly sweated, and the sword in his hand was still emitting white gas, with a trace of white smoke wafting.
The cold ice python swallowed the snake letter, appeared in Wen Qingye's sea of consciousness and said, "I feel that if you continue to fight, you will be exhausted and defeated."
"That's what I want, I just want to use them to help me break through to this Yin Yang Realm Eight Heavens," Wen Qingye said indifferently.
The Ice Python worried: "I see, but this will be a bit dangerous, once you break through with the help of them, but at a critical moment, you may be killed by them."
"Hahaha, then let's see their strength" Wen Qingye laughed indifferently.
"Eighty-seven games, Wen Qingye has won eighty-seven games in a row" Zhou Qing looked at Wen Qingye's back and muttered.
Zhou Sheng's eyes looked at Wen Qingye with some admiration, and said, "Sister Qing, I admire the third uncle very much now, he is so powerful, he is simply a god."
Zhou Ying didn't say a word, but her eyes were tinged with a different color.
At this time, a monk slowly walked up from under the ring.
"Are you a ring?"
Wen Qingye seemed to have thought of something, and opened her mouth to say.
Jie Ming looked at Wen Qingye and said with a smile: "Well, that's right, although the donor's cultivation is not very high, but his vitality is extremely strong, and his strength is also extremely good, especially swordsmanship, as well as swordsmanship and martial arts, I admire it very much."
Wen Qingye looked at Jieming with his eyes and smiled lightly: "What else do you have to say?"
Despite saying " Jieming clasped his hands together and said slowly: "It's gone, I just hope that if I defeat you, the grievances in the ring will not be counted as private grievances, how about it?"
” "You defeated me?
Hahahaha" Wen Qingye raised his head and laughed, his black hair dancing wildly, standing like a javelin.
Jieming frowned and said, "Don't you believe it?"
” Sonorous!
"I don't use a sword to deal with you, what do you think?"
The sword in Wen Qingye's hand slammed towards the ground, making a fierce metallic sound.
"You dare to underestimate me?"
Jie Ming's face changed suddenly, and he shouted angrily.
Wen Qingye smiled faintly: "Take out your strength, let me see, don't let me down" "Arrogant and ignorant, then let you know the martial arts of my Baoling Temple" Bang!
As soon as Jieming stepped on his feet, the entire ring seemed to be shaking three times.
Gravel chips rushed under Jieming's feet, and where he passed, he stepped on the hardest bluestone ground one by one clear footprints.
Jieming ran towards Wen Qingye.
His whole person turned into a line, and rushed straight towards Wen Qingye, his momentum skyrocketed, and the light was shining brightly, as if it was the existence of King Kong, and with a mention of his palm, the cyan breath was attached to the palm print, and he shot towards Wen Qingye.
Wen Qingye stood quietly in place, motionless, "Aoba palm!"
Jieming burst into a shout, and suddenly jumped up in the air, the wind stirred up his clothes, and the palm print was like a ten thousand mountains, directly crushing the void, and where it passed, the violent air flow spread out in all directions like a whirlwind.
This green leaf palm is the pinnacle of Wang Pin's martial arts, and it is also a unique martial art of Baoling Temple, which requires a lot of study of scriptures and meanings to cultivate.
Wen Qingye looked at the flying Jieming coldly, his body shook, his vitality was mighty in all directions, and he slapped it with one palm.
Syllable!
There was a soft thud.
Wen Qingye's body was like a rock, and he didn't move at all.
There was not even a trace of wind on the ground within half a foot of his feet, but the rocky ground outside half a foot instantly shattered and scattered.
Stone chips flew wildly, and the ground was cut off by Jieming's palm prints, a three-inch-thick layer was cut like a random blade, and it was full of shocking cracks.
Jieming was shocked by this palm and flew out.
There was a shocking exclamation from the crowd.
Although everyone knew that he had not used all his strength, the powerful martial arts of Baoling Temple, as well as the cultivation of the Nine Heavens of the Yin and Yang Realm, were very powerful.
But Wen Qingye's performance was even more shocking, it seemed that a light slap made Jieming fly out directly, not only that, Wen Qingye's body did not move at all, nor did he release any breath, and completely dissolved the energy within half a zhang around him.
Wen Qingye's cultivation was only the Seven Heavens of the Yin and Yang Realm, but his strength had obviously reached the point where it was difficult to measure the depth of the side.
After Jieming and Wen Qingye slapped each other, he finally understood the horror of Wen Qingye, even if he fought continuously, the vitality in his body was still not exhausted.
Not only that, but his body was like an ancient mountain, towering and tall, and he was like a small person, looking up at this majestic miracle.
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Jieming gritted his teeth violently, and then his body steadied, and a large amount of golden light appeared around his body, with Buddhist Zen principles, the golden light and Wen Qingye's domineering, the majesty was different, but a kind of softness.
"Phantom Leaf Palm!"
Suddenly, hundreds of palm shadows appeared in the sky, and the sky seemed to be obscured.
Wen Qingye looked at the palm shadow in the sky, extremely calm, the violent vitality on the palm of his hand overflowed, and a huge gossip yin and yang fish appeared behind him, constantly turning.
"The Second Form of the Immortal Seal Method!
Life and death don't destroy the liver and sausage!
” The seal condensed between Wen Qingye's hands, and the gossip yin and yang fish also kept turning.
Boom Boom!
Wen Qingye's hands slapped towards the palm shadows in the sky, and the sound of shattering the void reverberated in the air.
Immediately after, a series of crackling sounds came from the air, and Jieming's originally anxious figure was instantly paused, his body was unstable, and he staggered backwards.
All around, there was a tsunami of exclamations.
It wasn't until he withdrew three feet away that Jieming finally stopped his figure.
He clasped his hands together, his mouth was like thunder, trembling, and the circle of light slowly appeared above his head, with a trace of great wisdom and great compassion.
And a golden Buddha appeared behind Jieming, as if it was an afterimage, hazy, extremely unclear, but Rao is such a huge ring was filled with a supreme coercion, pressing towards Wen Qingye.
Wen Qingye remained silent, standing in the center of the ring.
Bang!
There was a sudden loud noise, and everyone saw a huge temple emerging behind Wen Qingye, the vast sky, surrounded by ghostly black gas, and many unjust ghosts made strange screams.
"The Third Form of the Immortal Seal Method!
Yin and yang are judged in the Yama Palace!
” The Yama Hall slowly stood up, and the surrounding sky suddenly darkened, and a momentum that stirred the nine heavens emerged.
"Oh my God, what kind of martial arts is this?"
"What kind of building is this, why do I feel trembling when I look at that temple?"
"Emperor high-level martial arts, at least emperor high-level martial arts"