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Chapter 328 Nine-star talent, the Taoist palace shakes

"Isn't eight-star talent not strong enough?"

Outside the square, a figure walked out from Fang Baiyu's side and looked at Ye Han indifferently: "In the Tao Palace for nearly a hundred years, there are two people with nine-star talents and only five people with eight-star talents."

"Nine-star talents are okay, but if there are sixteen people with eight-star talents, wouldn't that mean running around in the streets?"

Ye Han focused his gaze and said disdainfully: "It's just Jiuji Dao Palace. In the entire Seven Dao Palace of the Holy Domain, how many people have the so-called eight-star talent?"

"What about you?"

The person next to Fang Baiyu who spoke showed a joking look: "How many stars of talent do you have? You're just a guy who doesn't even dare to take part in the Dao Palace assessment."

"What's the use of the Taoist palace assessment?"

Ye Han swept forward indifferently, and then locked his eyes on Fang Baiyu: "Fang Baiyu, I don't want to humiliate you, but if you want to commit suicide, then you can't blame me."

"What do you want?"

Fang Baiyu stared at Ye Han with an ugly face, not yet able to get out of the unwilling state of being repelled just now.

Boom!

An extremely powerful true meaning of martial arts suddenly burst out from Ye Han's body.

At that moment, the martial arts monument in front of Ye Han shook violently.

A bright star suddenly lit up.

The second star continued to light up.

The third one, the fourth one...the eighth one.

The speed at which the stars lit up was extremely astonishing, without any stagnation. In less than ten breaths, eight stars bloomed with dazzling light.

Kick, kick, kick!

Fang Baiyu took three steps back, his face pale and bloodless.

The land in front was silent, and everyone was suffocating, staring at the martial arts monument and looking at the eight stars in disbelief.

Ye Han, has an eight-star talent?

How is this possible?

Wasn't it because of Su Miaozhu that he ranked first on the earth rankings?

Didn't he join the Douzhan Hall and become the ninth person because he was ranked number one on the earth rankings and was lucky?

Relying on luck, it seems that we really can't get to this point.

Just as everyone's hearts were shaking, a new and bright star lit up again in the martial arts monument.

Ninth star!

"Nine-star talent?"

Everyone was speechless.

At the moment when the ninth star lit up, the martial arts monument shook violently, bursting out with a bright starlight, turning into a beam of light from heaven and earth, and soared upward into the sky.

A majestic and boiling fluctuation of vitality and the true meaning of martial arts erupted along the martial arts monument, like an invisible torrent of heaven and earth, completely spreading around the entire Jiuji Dao Palace.

Within the Dao Palace, there were many halls and hall entrances. Many masters walked out in an instant, looking at the beam of light above the sky in shock.

"Who, who has the nine-star talent?"

All kinds of urgent sounds sounded, and some senior officials of the Dao Palace immediately set off in a hurry and headed out of the Dao Palace.

Unfortunately, many disciples outside the Dao Palace were also confused and couldn't understand what was happening.

"What's going on? Where is the nine-star talent that just appeared?"

An old man frowned and scanned the people here.

"Nine-star talent? Hall Master Yang, the strongest talent in today's assessment is a disciple named Li Wuyou. He has a six-star talent and has joined the Shengwu Hall."

Some Taoist disciples in charge of the assessment here said immediately.

"Six-star talent?"

The old man's face froze.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something and suddenly saw the depths of the Dao Palace.

Deep in the Taoist Palace, an even brighter beam of light broke through the sky again, illuminating all directions of the world, as if it was about to envelop the entire Taoist Palace.

In the square in front of Douzhan Hall.

Ye Han stood in front of the martial arts monument, and his true meaning of martial arts and the martial arts monument seemed to be integrated into one.

His true meaning of martial arts exploded, keeping the nine stars on the martial arts monument flickering, and he looked at Fang Baiyu and others indifferently.

"Impossible. I, Fang Baiyu, am the strongest genius in the Jiuji Dao Palace of this generation. How could I be suppressed by you, a little person from the Taixu Ancient Territory? This is impossible. This is all an illusion."

Fang Baiyu roared, unable to accept the facts in front of him.

boom!

On Ye Han, an extremely violent martial arts will completely bloomed, crushing Fang Baiyu outside the square.

Fang Baiyu's face turned pale, and he felt that his spiritual will and martial arts will seemed to be completely solidified.

The majestic true meaning of martial arts descended from above his head, making him unable to move. Even the blood, energy and everything in his body stopped flowing and running.

Looking helplessly at Ye Han in front of him, Fang Baiyu stood on the spot as if he had given up resistance.

The next moment, the man screamed, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The crushing force of the true meaning of martial arts completely put Fang Baiyu into a passive state. Even though he was a prince-level master, he could not stop Ye Han's arrogant and invincible will at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Han took a step forward proudly, stretched out his arm in front of him, and grabbed him with a huge Yuanli palm.

Penetrating the square distance of nearly 100 meters, Fang Baiyu's body was completely enveloped by Ye Han's palm in an instant.

With a move of his palm, Fang Baiyu was captured on the spot and thrown into the air.

The five fingers completely imprisoned this man's body, not only imprisoning his will, but also imprisoning and suppressing his bloodline and Yuanli.

The rolling dragon aura gathered in that sky.

Countless Taoist masters who rushed over witnessed this scene with their own eyes and saw Fang Baiyu being caught in mid-air by Ye Han like a little chicken, struggling constantly, but still unable to break free from this cage.

"You're trying to join the Dou Zhan Hall?"

After Ye Han finished speaking, a thought exploded, and the Yuanli arm slammed down towards the ground.

Bang!

Fang Baiyu's body hit the edge of the square hard, blood splashed down, and his body twitched continuously.

"A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. Sooner or later, I, Bai Yu, will personally defeat you and trample you under my feet."

Fang Baiyu roared and roared.

"oh?"

Ye Han, whose aura had begun to converge, suddenly saw a flash of cold light in his eyes.

"Want revenge? Then I will completely cut off your hope!"

Ye Hanhan snorted, and in an instant, a coiling dragon finger blasted forward.

"stop!"

In the void, many voices came almost at the same time.

Someone immediately took action and struck a blow from a thousand meters away in the void, trying to block Ye Han's finger.

It's a pity that the distance of one thousand meters is like a chasm at this moment, which cannot be crossed at the moment, and it is impossible to block Ye Han's attack in an instant.

laugh……!

Fang Baiyu's body suddenly trembled.

Above the abdomen, the sea of ​​qi is directly penetrated by the force of Panlong's fingers.

The rolling aura of the Dragon Dao, coupled with the unique suppressive power of the Nine Heavens Yulong Jue, poured into Fang Baiyu's body.

Screams resounded throughout the world, but in the blink of an eye, all the vitality in Fang Baiyu's body was suppressed and destroyed.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to trample me, Ye Han, under your feet?"

Ye Han looked at the figure that was screaming, rolling and roaring like a dead dog, and said indifferently.

In the blink of an eye, figures fell one after another outside the square.

Many Taoist masters of the older generation were all staring at Ye Han, furious.

A genius with an eight-star talent was just destroyed by Ye Han?

"White Feather!"

An old man spoke in pain and worry.

The billowing mental power and Yuan Li immediately blessed Fang Baiyu's body, helping him stabilize his injuries.

"My Qi sea...my Qi sea is broken."

Fang Baiyu's body twitched, and his voice became hoarse due to pain.

"It's okay, don't be afraid. I'll help you treat him. If the Qi Sea is broken, there is no hope of recovery."

The old man spoke immediately.

"Rescue?"

There was a hint of irony in Ye Han's eyes.


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