Chapter three hundred and sixty-ninth decisive battle
"Dragon Flame Technique!"
Fire overcomes water. This is a truth that has existed since ancient times. One ice and one fire, two extreme things collided in the air, and a huge two-color flower bloomed. It was shocking. If it weren't for the fact that this was a battlefield, they would really
I want to take a good look at the beautiful scenery at this moment.
After the smoke faded away, the ancestor of the Ye family lightly stroked the dust falling on his shoulders, calmly and calmly.
Ye Long just twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, but only he knew how much strength he spent in taking this move.
But in order to prevent others from seeing his strangeness, he bit the tip of his tongue hard to suppress the abnormality in his body.
"Good boy, not bad, then give me another slap!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge palm pressed down from above his head, and the sky suddenly became extremely dark, indicating what was about to happen, with an unstoppable force that could destroy everything.
It was as if the power transmitted from ancient times made other people want to surrender.
Feeling the power coming from above his head, Ye Long couldn't help but licked his lips.
This is real power. Only now does he feel his desire for absolute strength. Every cell in his body is clamoring to become stronger, become stronger!
As for this move, he had to take it. It just so happened that he also wanted to feel how terrifying this power was.
Holding on to the pressure coming from above, he quickly formed this gesture in his hands.
The obscure gestures are not condensed at all, but consume a trace of energy.
"Zhulong, come out!"
Finally, when the palm was about to be pressed down, Ye Long stepped forward and rushed into the unknown darkness with his mortal body.
"ah!"
The coercion of that move even made the people outside the field feel excited, which shows that it is not ordinary powerful, but...Ye Long actually broke in like this, isn't this looking for death!
Ye Wutiao also showed a hint of relief, he knew that as long as the master took action, not to mention one Ye Long, ten would be no problem.
The ancestor of the Ye family was ready to leave. In fact, he originally planned to save Ye Long's life, but it was because he was too good.
Over time, if you give him enough room for development, even he will be unable to do anything by then.
After about a few breaths, the ancestor of the Ye family paused as he was about to step onto the high platform. He looked at the sky above his head in disbelief, his eyes full of disbelief.
He clearly...he knew very well how powerful that move was. How could Ye Long, a person in the Nascent Soul stage, survive?
However, the fluctuations in the air clearly told him that there was a breath of living people.
"Roar~"
A faint roar of a dragon shook the hearts of everyone present.
"Ancestor of the Ye family, I think I'm going to disappoint you. My name is so tough that even God doesn't want to accept it."
In mid-air, Ye Long fell down majestically.
The clothes on his body were torn in the previous strong airflow, his hair was messy, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
However, his unyielding aura made people ignore his appearance. At this time, Ye Long was extremely dazzling.
"Ancestor of the Ye family, you have used so many tricks, it's my turn!"
"Five Elements Wheel, go!"
The unexpected attack left the ancestor of the Ye family on the opposite side unable to react.
He is still stuck in the fact that Ye Long is still alive.
By the time he tried to resist the move in front of him, it was already too late.
The devastating attack just now seemed particularly powerful, but it also required a lot of power.
Even if he is in the Mahayana realm, he still can't bear it. The true energy in his body has not been restored, and now he doesn't have much strength left.
Ye Long's move only made matters worse, not to mention that he didn't have time to defend himself.
This was Ye Long's last trick, and the effect displayed at this time was even more powerful. Even the ancestor of the Ye family couldn't bear it.
"You lose!"
Ye Long stood calmly on the spot, looking at the fallen ancestor of the Ye family without any emotion.
The ancestor of the Ye family also knew at this time that this young man was not simple. He was now seriously injured internally, especially when he took another attack forcefully when the strength in his body was extremely empty. There was no room for resistance at all.
I really didn’t expect that he, who was in the Mahayana realm, would fall into the hands of a young man in the Nascent Soul stage during his lifetime.
"If you dare to hurt my master, I will kill you!"
Ye Wutiao, who was on the side, quickly caught the ancestor of the Ye family, angrily going to seek revenge on Ye Long.
"Wutiao, let's go back first!"
He stopped Ye Wutiao, who was clamoring to rush forward. Even if he couldn't deal with someone who couldn't deal with him, Ye Wutiao would still die even if he went.
He is not on the same level as Ye Wutiao now. If he gets injured because of this, it will be more of a loss than a gain!
"master...."
"Walk!"
Interrupting Ye Wutiao's words, he still knows whether his apprentice is too competitive. If he doesn't leave now, it will be too late when Ye Long regrets and doesn't want to let them go.
Perhaps the ancestor of the Ye family spoke too harshly, and Ye Wutiao did not resist at the moment. He just took a deep look at Ye Long, who was still standing there, with hatred and warning before leaving.
All the people who were an eyesore on the opposite side were gone, and all the people watching the excitement outside were also dispersed in an instant.
It was originally just to watch the gods fight, but the gods have left, so why are these mortals still here?
"Ye Long..."
"Yelong!"
After the people dispersed, Zhu Xinyan ran up. God knows, she was so scared that her heart was about to jump out. If Ye Long really died, she wouldn't know what to do next. Maybe she would just die to apologize.
Already.
"Ye Long, are you okay?"
Hui also stood aside with a look of remorse. If he hadn't insisted on fighting with Ye Wutiao, Ye Long would not have faced off against the ancestor of the Ye family. He was a master in the Mahayana realm, a real strong man.
It's totally not on the same level as Ye Wutiao.
"puff!"
After being gently shaken by Zhu Xinyan, Ye Long, who was standing well, suddenly fell down, followed by blood spitting out of his mouth.
"Ye Long, where are you injured?!"
Looking at Ye Long who suddenly arrived, Zhu Xinyan's voice had a hint of crying.
He glanced comfortingly at the two people next to him. He had indeed reached his limit after receiving the palm from the ancestor of the Ye family just now.
The reason why I insist on standing here is just to bet that the ancestor of the Ye family will be a little afraid and choose to leave. After all, not everyone is as desperate as him.
Fortunately, they didn't stay too long. Now that everyone is gone, once the body relaxes, the injuries will naturally appear.