The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Ye Tian's words plunged the hall into a typhoon and tsunami. Everyone's eyes were complicated, some were contemptuous, some sighed, some looked on with cold eyes, and some gave birth to admiration.

A second-level heart of the universe, and a punch of the fourth-level heart of the universe? You must know that the third-level heart of the universe can easily kill the second-level heart of the universe, and the third-level heart of the universe is fragile as a candle in the wind in front of the fourth-level heart of the universe.

I don't know if this is a trick with the **** of death, will it go or not?

The Snow Queen was shocked, "This person...is willing to pay for Huaxian and Luofen?"

Xuehou and Chanzi had a son and a daughter, but the woman died early. The man died on the battlefield of a foreign race at the age of eighteen. Now he still can't find his body. He treats Huaxian as his own. Although Ye Tian is not optimistic at this moment, I was quite moved in my heart, and his attitude towards Ye Tian changed a lot.

King Zhen was ashamed of himself. His daughter wanted another man to save him. How could he be a father, but he didn't have the courage to save his life and couldn't defeat him. He admitted that he was far inferior to Ye Tian.

No matter what, everyone's eyes focused on Ye Tian.

Ye Tian looked at the Northern War God indifferently, the Northern War God licked his teeth, and was excited to start his favorite game, killing Ye Tian this little bug with a punch.

"Ye Tian, ​​are you sure? You know, if you leave Huaxian and Luofen, I don't need you to apologize, just leave with Master Qiang."

"This is the last chance I give you, take it!"

The Northern God of War smiled evilly and cruelly, like a butcher holding a sharp knife ready to kill a pig for blood.

Ye Tian raised the corners of his mouth and was about to step forward. Qing Qing grabbed him and said only four words, "I can't catch it!"

Yuan stepped forward, and the bear-like body was close to Ye Tian, ​​"Boy, your head is rusty. Do you know why the dragon can't catch it? It's not that it can't catch a punch. The Northern War God's methods are despicable and extremely dirty. There are so many small movements that are shameful. Do you really think it's just a punch?" Turning around and not shying away from Huaxian and Luo persuading, "Even with a punch, you might not be able to catch it. Come with us, not just him. Mom’s two women, you can’t commit to provoke such a powerful enemy as the Northern War God."

Ye Tian didn't speak, shook his head and rejected him.

With extreme anger, Tan Tan cursed, "Stupid."

How could Huaxian and Luofen couldn't hear Yuan's words when they saw that Ye Tian was about to go, crying.

"Forget it, Ye Tian, ​​you go, we...we are willing to stay."

"The Fa chief is right. There are only two women left and right. It's not worth it, it's really not worth it."

After saying these two sentences, the two women choked. When they said that, there was a knife in their heart hurting, and the bones of their fingers were white. They hoped to be swallowed by the darkness a little bit, and a mouthful of blood reached their throat, which was so dangerous to swallow. Go down.

They didn't want to make Ye Tian worry anymore, let alone let him die in vain.

Ye Tian smiled gently and gently removed the hands of the two women, "This is my responsibility, I must bear it!"

Ye Tian meant that if he made a mistake, he would atone for his sin. No matter how bad the consequences were, he would stand up straight and resist, but the two women would be wrong, thinking that Ye Tian would be responsible for their lives, and tears of joy rolled. And then, between life and death, I had an unforgettable feeling for Ye Tian, ​​and I only felt that there was such a moment, with such a man, death was also worthwhile.

The two women said in unison, "If you die, we will die!"

They never asked the second man to touch his finger.

Ye Tian smiled bitterly, knowing that the two of them had misunderstood, and now it was time to explain, he stepped forward and instantly came to the Northern War God.

"bring it on."

While speaking, the long flames hair covered their backs, and the violent aura rolled away. Many people were agitated holding their breaths. Most people had seen Ye Tian's state for the first time, the talisman and curse power on the long flames hair. It's so powerful.

Tian Shu in the corner cursed viciously, "Hurry up, die quickly..."

She is just a waiter and her status is extremely low in Yangling City, but she did not expect the relationship between Ye Tian and the Mengfa tribe. If Ye Tian is not dead, if Chanzi learns that she doesn’t respect Ye Tian, ​​wouldn’t it be a disaster? Hate Ye Tian's "get off", what right does he have to scold himself, a person who is about to die.

Huanri and Yingquan looked at each other and saw the delight in each other's eyes. They wished that Ye Tian was blasted into dross with a punch. Only with such a result, they could justly put Hua Xianluo into the hands of the Northern War God. , Sitting on the seat of the city lord without scruples, now it seems that Ye Tian has no chance, their lord of the city is safe.

Everything is just a matter of thought.

At this time, the Northern War God grasped the right arm with his left hand, and pulled his right arm across his chest. The muscles of the entire arm were bulged and thick. The muscles were ridges and ridges, like a unicorn arm, wrapped in gold. And blood red airflow.

Qing Qing exclaimed, "The anger of Tianwu, Ye Tian be careful, he has used a secret method."

A fourth-level heart used a secret method against the second-level heart, and the actions of the Northern War God made Qing Heyuan angry.

The Northern God of War disagrees. He raised his fist with his ferocious facial features, and the light on it flew up and the breath was surging like a storm. Everyone held their breath and felt that they were submerged in the sea of ​​violent wind and waves. Absolutely, the blood seems to be frozen.

The Northern God of War moved, passing a few meters away, and slammed his fist into Ye Tian's heart like a heavy hammer. Ye Tianzhou made a "buzz" in his mouth, Chaoyuan Dao staff urged the hair to the extreme, and his hair filled the wind Like flying in the back of the head, the torrent of rising scenery pill qi is rolling in the meridians, and the Wuwai Yujian Jue each has eighteen swords hidden in the flesh and blood of the arms, arms crossed, and blocked in front of the chest.

All of a sudden, the fists and arms banged, there was no sound, but with the silent frequency fluctuations, everyone only felt that the flesh and blood were about to be shaken apart, but the aftermath was just like that, so if you really fight this punch, don't turn it into flesh!

Ye Tian did not turn into fleshy mud. He sank down, unable to bear the strength and landed on one knee. It is said that this punch was over, but it was not the case. After the punch fell, another surging force surged out, and Ye Tianru was hit with a heavy hammer. , Take another note, the right forearm snapped off, and the white bones exposed flesh and blood, hanging down at a terrifying angle, but the third wave of force rolled in.

Yuan saw the sweat on his forehead, and the fierce momentum made him feel like he was in a rain of bullets, his heart was uncomfortable, his chest hurts, and he cursed, "Fuck, the Northern God of War is sinister and cunning, this is not a punch. It's three punches!"

Dragon didn't speak, and worries flowed in his eyes.

Others may not be able to see it, but how insight the two of them are, you can tell at a glance, the Northern War God seems to have punched, but it is three punches.

Ye Tian didn’t have time to think about it. He raised his broken arm and protected his chest. Together with his left arm, he blocked the third wave of power. Suddenly, he felt that he was hit by a truck, dizzy, and a golden star in front of his eyes. The two arms snapped off in an instant, and the strength reached his chest, but it was no longer half as before. It was still like this. Ye Tian's front chest collapsed and half of his fingers visible with the naked eye. This huge force was fierce and mighty, and Ye Tian almost couldn't control it. Staying, leaning back and throwing it back, once so, you can't hold the three punches, Ye Tian's "wow" ejected blood, he felt relieved, recovered his sanity, and stomped down with his left foot abruptly. It was more than forty centimeters deeper than the slate floor of the hall of the magic weapon.

Ye Tian lay on an iron bridge, his body lay flat back, almost close to the ground, his life stopped to be thrown away, one upper waist, stood up, feet pulled out from the big pit, hanging two soft The collapsing broken arm stood proudly, without any fear in his eyes, and said blankly, "I'm catching it!"