Chapter 247 Silence Finger Third Type, Meteor Finger!

"Woth!"

The original dark night suddenly became starlight, dazzling the starlight against the extremely vast night.

"Meteor shower!"

Ye Qingyan stared into the void, and countless starlight soared from the depths of the universe, passing through the sky, pulling out a long and bright star mark at the end, until it finally fell to the earth and disappeared without a trace.

"Meteor!"

The light flashed in Ye Qingyan's eyes, and suddenly sat cross-back, staring at the thousands of stars passing quickly in the void, and the thought flashed in his eyes.

"Meteor, instantaneous life, short brilliance, can also bloom beautifully!"

Ye Qingyan's gaze is not the light of a meteor, but also a starlight in his eyes, dazzling.

"The cordyceps sinensis, summer words and autumn sleep, no matter how short life is, it will not be vain. The glory of life will never stop singing!"

The light of his eyes flashed through the void, and Ye Qingyan seemed to feel something, and the divine light bloomed in his eyes, "So - the value of life lies not in eternity, but in possession!"

"As long as you can shine your own light, even if it is only for a moment, it will be brilliant and have no regrets!"

Ye Qingyan suddenly got up and slowly stretched out his right hand. His eyes were confused and mixed with thoughts. It seemed that he was unconscious. He was messy and disorderly in the void, like a child waving randomly, and there was nothing to see.

"Is he Ye Xiaoyao, the ice flame fairy who has recently been famous on the mainland?"

On the top of an attic not far from the Binhai Pavilion, four figures stood proudly. Under the meteor in the night, Ye Qingyan scratched randomly, and one of the young men suddenly said.

This man is dressed in a black robe, with a burly figure and a cold face. There seems to be a fierce light in his eyes, and the evil spirit comes out. At a glance, he knows that he is a murderer. If he is a weaker, he may not dare to approach him.

"Look at what he looks like now, isn't it good? How can the master value him?" A touch of disdain flashed in the eyes of the young man in black and ridiculed.

"Is he - in an epiphany?"

On the side of the man in black, a handsome man in white was surprised. Contrary to the man in black, the man in white was easy-going and exuded a soft aura all over his body. Standing with the man in black, like two extremes, one is gentle and kind, and the other is cold and vicious.

"Ephany?" The man in black said coldly, "Xiaotian, are your eyes dazzled? Didn't you see that he didn't see his ten fingers mess and disorderly? Where is it like an epiphany?

"Although his eyes are confused, the color of thinking flashes from time to time. His body method is scattered but not chaotic. Although his fingering method is messy, if you look closely, it is sometimes good, like a magic pen!"

The man in white narrowed slightly and said indifferently, "If I'm not mistaken, this person should be creating his own finger!"

"Self-created fingering?" The man in black sneered, "You look up to him too much!"

No matter what kung fu it is, as long as it can involve self-creation, it can be done by a strong person with extremely high achievements in a certain field. Ye Xiaoyao is only 17 or 18 years old. In his eyes, it is impossible to create his own kung fu in any case.

The man in white carried his hands and shook his head, but did not refute. He believed in his eyes and judgment. Although his temperament was gentle, he was not a person with a strong heart and would not shake his heart because of other people's doubts.

"Ao Kun, compared with Xiaotian, you are more talented, but lack of heart!"

Another man in black suddenly opened his mouth, his voice was strong and condensed, and he said lightly, "Xiaotian is not wrong. This son is indeed creating his own fingering at this moment, and this fingering has something to do with this meteor all over the sky!"

Although he is proud, he never doubts the words of the man in black. In the divine religion, except for those mysterious masters, the two people in front of him are the people he respect the most. He respects them as gods.

"This son's talent is indeed not easy to be with!" The last man was also dressed in white. He stood there with his hands on his back, as tall as a mountain and powerful. He said slowly, "If this method of fingering is successful, it must be powerful!"

"Meteor, meteor rapid... rapid... instantaneous brilliance..."

Ye Qingyan wandered with him, and his body was scattered but not messy. He pointed out, and his fingers were vertical and horizontal, and his fingertips were shining with stars, which was mysterious and abnormal.

"Meteor...Meteor..."

Ye Qingyan muttered, and his eyes gradually became clear from the initial confusion. Finally, his body paused in an instant, and a brilliant starlight flashed in his eyes. In an instant, his eyes widened and shouted, "It's done, the meteor finger!"

As soon as he pointed out, the starlight was bright, as if the starlight came to him, the starlight all over his body, and his clothes flew over, as if the starlight god descended to the earth, solemn, sacred and inviolable.

Ye Qingyan pointed out, and the starlight quickly converged in front of him, and an extremely bright and huge starlight finger took shape in an instant.

The giant finger is condensed by stars all over the sky, shining brightly, and it is shrouded in various mysterious runes, which is imposing and shocking.

"Meteor finger, go!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes flashed, and his mouth scolded lightly. His right hand was a little empty, and the power was terrible. The vast starlight giant finger suddenly rushed straight up to the nine heavens!

"Boom!"

The giant finger of the starlight rushed straight to the nine heavens and suddenly exploded in nothingness. The bright starlight all over the sky was like fireworks, beautiful and sad.

"The silence finger is the third finger, and the meteor finger has finally become!"

Ye Qingyan stood on the top of the coastal pavilion, carrying his hands and staring fireworks blooming in the void. He was a little excited. The silence finger three styles, the flower finger, the ice and fire finger, coupled with today's meteor finger, the three types have been completed, one is stronger than the other. Ye Qingyan is confident that he will definitely create more and stronger fingering methods in the future!

"Definite!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes burst into light and muttered.

"This son is very talented. You have met a good opponent!"

Several people stared at the starlight blooming in the void and were silent for a long time. Suddenly, a burly man in white slowly said, "Although this kind of fingering is not in our eyes, it is a heavenly existence for you!"

"I underestimated him!" The proud eyes in black said deeply, "He deserves the great prestige of the ice flame fairy!"

The fingering just now is profound and vast and unpredictable, which makes Ao Kun have a momentary heart palpitation. He understands that if that fingering comes to him, he will definitely try his best, otherwise the consequences may be unimaginable.

"There will be a bitter battle tomorrow!" Xiaotian pondered and said, "Ye Xiaoyao is talented. Looking at his past actions, whether it is the Sword Emperor or the Flame City War, it is unpredictable and thrilling!"

He glanced at the proud Kun beside him, smiled and said, "Although I am full of confidence in myself, I can't help but prevent some unexpected situations!"

"What do you mean by Xiaotian?" Ao Kun suddenly turned around with a gloomy face: "Do you think I'm not your opponent?"

"It's just the truth. It's useless for you to argue!" Xiaotian shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"You...huh!" Ao Kun was furious and snorted coldly, "After tomorrow, I will see you know. I want you to understand--"

His gloomy eyes instantly became as gentle as water and whispered, "In the divine religion, only I am worthy of Qiyue. Only I, none of you can do it!"

"Wow--" The man in black behind them sneered and said, "Don't fight with you two. I don't think you two are the opponents of this son even if they are put together!"

"Impossible!" Ao Kun said anthriftly, "If we work together, there will be no more than five fingers that can beat us in the young generation. Although Ye Xiaoyao's cultivation is extraordinary, he is not qualified to let us work together!"

The roaring sky is calm, but the flashing light in the depths of his eyes also shows that he doesn't care about the words of the man in black.

Also, two people are the proud sons of heaven and have absolute conceit. How can they believe that they are weaker than others, let alone their competitors?

"Let's go, we'll see the war tomorrow!" The two stared deeply at Ye Qingyan, and then their bodies flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"They should be Xiaotian and Ao Kun!" At the moment they turned away, Ye Qingyan's eyes turned, stared at the backs of several people, and muttered.