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Chapter 12 Proof

Zhu Yuyan and her group of people rushed into the stone chamber very quickly, as if they were in a hurry.

Although she was the first to sense the Evil Emperor's relic, Zhu Yuyan knew that the movements of the Yingui Sect would not be hidden from the various departments of the Demon Sect, especially Shi Zhixuan, so she had to act quickly.

Danmei, who had always been like a slave, felt the urgency of Queen Yin, so her negotiations with others became a little more simple and rough. When she saw Ye Wei and Xiang Yutian, she shouted: "Hand over the holy relics!"

Ye Wei turned to look at Xiang Yutian: "Didn't you say that people from the Demon Sect are very chic? I think they are quite rough."

Xiang Yutian felt a little embarrassed, so he could only snort coldly as a reminder: "Huh."

The people under Yin Hou are all elites. If they show off their momentum towards Yutian, they will know that the other party is not easy to mess with.

However, due to the large number of people, Bai Qing'er still dared to say hello: "May I ask which senior picked up my Holy Gate relic and please return it to its original owner?"

"No one from the Demon Sect knows you?" Ye Wei looked at Xiang Yutian in disbelief. He had recognized these people from the Demon Sect, but he didn't expect that no one would recognize Xiang Yutian.

Xiang Yutian looked embarrassed: "Everyone who knew me is dead."

"Where are the registered disciples?"

"I didn't regard them as my disciples." The four registered disciples of the Xieji Sect were the ones who took the blame on Yutian. They would be embarrassed if they were brought to the table.

But even if no one recognized him, Ye Wei would not lose his momentum, pointing at Xiang Yutian and saying: "The Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian is here, why don't you come up to pay your respects!"

Xiang Yutian then pointed at Ye Wei: "You're welcome, let me introduce to you. This is my son Ye Wei. I have decided that he will be the next leader of the Demon Sect."

The two of them decided on the master of the Demon Sect with just a word.

Then

"Hahahahaha! Xiang Yutian? Xiang Yutian is already dead!" Danmei uttered wild words.

"How do you prove that you are Xiang Yutian?" Bai Qing'er found the blind spot.

"Isn't Xiang Yutian's son named Xiang or Ye?" Wen Caiting said with profound meaning.

"Even if Xiang Yutian is Xiang Yutian, Ye Wei, how can you prove that Xiang Yutian is your father?" He winked at Ye Wei jokingly.

Zhu Yuyan, on the other hand, looked at Xiang Yutian, and vague memories from decades came up for no reason: "This person... can't be real, can he?"

"How to prove me is indeed a problem." After being questioned by the Yingui faction, Xiang Yutian actually smiled, "How about you prove it?"

"Then prove it to us!" Xiang Yutian's words really made the Yingui faction stop their actions.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wei suddenly raised his hand: "I'm just the master of the Demon Sect, how can it be so troublesome?"

Ye Wei raised his hand, and five layers of black handprints were suddenly superimposed. The weak candlelight in the stone room seemed to dim for an instant. After everyone saw the target of the attack, they were collectively stunned.

Bian, who had never spoken, paid off: "???"

Just now, Bian Bian did not fail, keeping his hands behind his back, smiling elegantly and easy-going, looking like a master holding the battle alone. Of course, he could see that the strength of the two people in the stone room was not simple, but he did not fail to do so, and it was called assisting boxing as always.

He looked for an opportunity to strike, and from the very beginning he was looking for a good show.

Here, Fuli is still thinking to himself: "The opponent is very strong, so he will definitely be injured in the first wave. As long as Zhu Yuyan and the opponent fight together, I can take the opportunity to find a clean place for injections and healing, hehehehehe..."

Who would have thought that something unexpected happened suddenly, and the two sides did not talk about each other for more than a few words, but raised their hands and slapped the audience?

When the palm came out, Bian's heart went up in alarm, and a chill rose from his spine and instantly filled his whole body.

Seeing that Ye Wei was living up to his opponent's attack, he nodded to Yutian: "The little girl who practices the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu has good qualifications and can be said to be an alternative. This person's eyes are impure and he really deserves to be killed."

"But why does this kid still use Heart Destroying Palm? Isn't Dragon Subduing Palm bad?"

Zhu Yuyan was unmoved, thinking that there were only two of them, and if Bian Bohao could hold off one of them, even if the remaining person was really Xiang Yutian, he would not believe it if he brought two good apprentices and two good servants side by side.

The evil emperor's relic cannot be taken away.

It's hard to bear the pain, I've offended someone!

Bian Fulai saw the tall and mighty young man's body with black and gold patterns flowing on his body, and a large, dark and condensed handprint rushing towards him!

Bian Fulai was full of confidence at the beginning and wanted to gather his strength to hit him hard, but when the black handprint flew towards him, he didn't say anything, stepped on the magic heart lotus ring, and just wanted to run far away!

What kind of palm technique is this, and why do the handprints have double images?

The superimposition of five layers of handprints has already exceeded the limit that Bian Fulai can bear. What's more, this heart-destroying palm does not need Ye Wei to specifically refine it, because it has the will to "hit it when attacking". No matter how Bian Fulai moves around, this handprint

Always as the cause follows the situation.

With a strong desire to survive, Bian Fuhua could only take seven or eight steps back in a row. In the end, he could no longer retreat, so he had to summon up all his energy and bravely raised his right palm to catch it.

Just hearing the crackling sounds of the bones of Bian Fu's arm, the black handprint rushed across the distance of Bian Fu's entire arm.

The huge black handprint covered Bian Buhua's small hand. To use a later description, it was like Bian Buhua was lying under the hydraulic press and reaching out to stop the hydraulic press from falling.

The huge pressure easily destroyed the vitality, bones, flesh and blood of Bian Fuhua's shoulder, and finally hit Bian Fuhua's shoulder mercilessly.

Under the huge impact, the flesh, muscles and bones of Bian Fu's shoulders were mixed with the skirt of his clothes, and finally exploded into blood. Bian Fu's entire right arm disappeared with his shoulder, and the blood in his body surged out as if it was free of money.

He shot, fell to the ground uncontrollably, and started wailing.

"Yo? You're so smart. You can actually save your life by sacrificing an arm?" Bian Fulai was not beaten to death. Ye Wei was a little surprised. But he forgot that Ren Woxing saved his life in this way last time.

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Xiang Yutian also had a look of disgust on his face: "I told you not to use the Dragon Subduing Palm. The Dragon Subduing Palm is very powerful, and its traction, pushing and pulling are infinitely useful. If you go through a series of attacks, this little pervert will have been beaten to a pulp by you."

Only Zhu Yuyan and her group had their mouths open, and I couldn’t believe it.

"Okay, okay, okay, you are the father these days, and I listen to you." Ye Wei looked at Bian Buhuai, who was rolling on the ground and covered in dust, "Bian Buhuai, take my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

I saw Ye Wei's white tiger leaping into the stream, rushing to Bian Buhuai's side, and held down Bian Buhuai who was about to get up.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Yutian couldn't help but close his eyes.

Without him, I could only see Ye Wei squatting on the ground, holding his intact left hand with one hand without any sense of beauty, and using the other hand like a pile driver, he continuously used "Shocking Baili" with one palm.

Oh, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit

A person who lives up to his expectations has turned into a puddle of people who are living up to his expectations.


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