Chapter 33 The Last Wish?

"Okay, I'll go with you, I'll admit it!" Ye 23 shook his head helplessly and raised his hands to surrender. However, his move obviously did not relieve the guard of the two old men in blue, but stared at his raised hands more cautiously.

At the moment when their eyes went up, the true clouds in Ye 23's body surged quickly, passed through several meridians, poured into their legs, and then kicked their legs fiercely.

"Bang!" With a loud sound and a little powder in this world, Ye 23 was depressed to find that he did not come out through the wall as he imagined. Instead, he lay flat on the ground. His feet hurt, and the huge impact sent him a few steps forward and came directly to the feet of the two old men in blue.

"What kind of wall is this? It's not fucking hard. This is a courtyard wall. Is it an alloy at all?" Ye 233 looked back at the courtyard wall, which was kicked with all his strength and was unharmed. He cursed in a low heart, turned his head, smiled and said, "I've said, I surrendered, and I'm so nervous!"

The two old men in blue all look contemptuously. If they want to escape, they will recognize them. They still pretend to be a big wolf, but their hands are not as relaxed as their faces. They just despise them.

The earthy clouds suddenly gushed out, replaced them with two yellow iron bars and smashed them straight down. It is estimated that if they are hit, a few bones will definitely not run away.

No care that his feet were still a little numb, one rolled over, and then a carp stood up, walked freely, and avoided the powerful two sticks.

At the moment of close contact with the ground, there was no loud sound, as if they hit a pile of cotton, but two finger-wide cracks appeared on the ground in parallel.

Ye 23 knows that what he says and does now is futile. The most important thing is to save his life. With a trembling in his hand, the nameless sword appeared in his hand, shining brightly, and the turquoise Zhenyuan kept swallowing, like a green dragon rushing and roaring in the air.

Zhenyuan in Ye 23's body kept pouring into the nameless sword. As the light on the nameless sword became more and more prosperous, an imperial spirit spread out, and then a virtual shadow behind him was slowly appearing. Although his figure was still very vague, the crown on his head was already very clear, and it also emitted golden light. , his momentum climbed to the extreme.

An unprecedented momentum filled Ye 23's chest. His pupils became extremely deep, and the nameless sword in his hand also buzzed. With his momentum, the power of this sword rose steadily.

Not far away, Qiu Yuhan's original joking look became tense with the change of the teenager in front of her. An unprecedented feeling filled her nerves. What she saw seemed to be the master of the world, the high king, even as strong as her, she couldn't help bowing her head and dared not offend his honor.

The two old men in blue are also like a big enemy. One of them quickly picked up the young master of the Li family and formed a defensive shield, wrapping the two people in it. From Ye 233, there was no one there, but a loess circle, which made an old man in blue also stretch out with one hand and a secluded. The blue gun was tightly held in his hand. With the blessing of his earthy Zhenyuan, the long gun was slowly getting bigger. The handle of the gun was already thick and thin, and the tip of the cold gun became sharper.

"Zhao Wang's whip stone!" A low roar sounded in Ye 23's heart, and the surrounding heaven and earth gathered quickly like crazy.

The name sword waved out, without any skills or change, just a straight sword, the green Zhenyuan mixed with the huge Zhenyuan of heaven and earth rushed over like a crazy beast.

Before the sword arrived, the wind came first, and the turquoise Zhenyuan cut through the strong wind generated by air friction like a knife.

The old man with a long gun looked on one side and did not add the real yuan in his body to the long gun in his hand. Instead, like another old man, he quickly laid a vitality wall composed of earthy yellow real yuan outside his body, and it was three ways, blocking him and an old man behind him. It can be seen that he is now caused by Ye 233's move. The power is also full of fear,

Qiu Yuhan also shrank her pupils. Although standing behind the two old men in blue, both of them are goldfinch cultivation. No matter how you look at it, the young man's blow can't be transmitted, but there is a faint sense of crisis in her heart. It was this sense of crisis that made the real clouds in her body run quickly, with her hands printed, and said in a low voice: "The Battle of Clouds Clothes!" A battle suit composed of white clouds quickly covered important parts of her body, but she still felt dangerous and said lowly, "Cloud Shield!"

The white clouds quickly gathered and formed a huge shield in front of her.

The crazy beast roared and came to the yellow vitality wall like lightning. The seemingly strong vitality wall was like a piece of paper in front of the turquoise Zhenyuan and was broken in an instant, with a low "xiao�" sound, as if telling its powerlessness.

With three shudling sounds in a row, the three vitality walls composed of earthy yellow clouds were swallowed up. There were a few more earthy yellows in the turquoise Zhenyuan, rushing forward to the blue old man. The old man in blue changed his expression and roared repeatedly in his mouth, maximating the Zhenyuan in his body to resist this angry wild Beast.

However, it seemed that everything was futile, but in the blink of an eye, the Zhenyuan he had just put up was ruthlessly torn apart. The old man in blue was not good, exerted his strength under his feet, jumped a few meters later, and muttered something in his mouth.

Another old man in blue saw the situation just now and knew that his rain cover could not be blocked, but the young master in his arms forced him to grit his teeth and wait for the help of the old man behind him.

But few breaths showed that his rain cover had been consumed with only a thin layer, and it was obvious that it was about to break.

The old man in black tightened his eyes and whispered, "Secret method, move!"

As the sound fell, his body disappeared, and then appeared behind Qiu Yuhan.

Qiu Yuhan is also very anxious now. If he had known that he had just walked away, but it's too late to say anything now.

The turquoise Zhenyuan has rushed over with the body of another old man in blue with endless momentum. Qiu Yuhan felt that his chest was stuffy, and the white shield had been torn apart and hit straight on her lower abdomen.

Qiu Yuhan's beautiful face changed again, her hands were imprinted, and she spit out from her already deformed mouth: "The harvest of clouds!"

The white Zhenyuan suddenly flourished, and the white and green Zhenyuan was wrapped in it. From a distance, it looked like a white dragon galloping in mid-air.

Ye 23 gritted his teeth and persisted until the last true element in his body was drained.

His face was pale without any blood. In the seven orifices, the blood kept overflowing and his body was constantly trembling.

"Failed or failed, but this time, I'm afraid I won't see the sun tomorrow!"

Ye 23 smiled, and finally looked at the east, looking at the gradually white sky, looking at the sun that was about to emerge, and finally took a deep breath, turned his eyes to the sky, looking at the sky of the stars that were no longer visible, and missing the planet that made him happy.

With a bang, he fell down with a little regret, and the nameless sword was still held tightly in his hand.

"It seems that my chivalrous dream is hopeless!" This is his last thought.

Qiu Yuhan resisted the irritable beast with all her strength. Suddenly, she staggered and almost fell down. Just now, the beast shrouded in her white clouds suddenly disappeared without a trace. Her full strength hit the air, and her figure also took a few steps forward.

Everything calmed down, and all beasts and storms disappeared, like evil spirits afraid of dawn, turning into a fog under the first ray of sunlight.

Qiu Yuhan stood up and his eyes were full of doubt, shock and disbelief. Is the blow in front of him really performed by a person with only the three-grade cultivation of silver finch? Her face turned pale because of the harvest of clouds just now, and Zhenyuan in her body was also a little confused, but she did not adjust her Zhenyuan, but stared at the teenager who fell to the ground not far away.

Behind him, the two old men in blue also stood up tremblingly, and their eyes met. All they saw in the other's eyes was surprise and fear.

If the sword spirit hadn't suddenly disappeared, they would have been injured. Although they would not die, they couldn't believe that all this was true. You know, they are real goldfinch masters. How can they be hurt by a teenager who only needs three grades of silverfinch?

It's not that they haven't heard of fighting across grades. They have seen battles across two or even three grades, but they have never seen anyone fight across levels.

You should know that no matter how powerful the person with the cultivation of the silverfinch is, it is impossible to fight with the person with the cultivation of the goldfinch. This is a theorem and a constant law.

But the teenager in front of him actually crossed six grades and one class. What kind of person is this? He broke the most eternal law on the universe continent. They can be sure that as long as the teenager is given a certain amount of time and with his ability, I'm afraid that the height he can reach is something they can't even think of.

Qiu Yuhan's eyes were constantly changing. It was said that she should rush over and kill him immediately, but the teenager brought so much shock to her that she dared not go forward for a while.

After ponding for a while, the two old men in blue finally stepped forward.

If this son grows up, let alone them, even their Li family will be uprooted and will be doomed.

We must strangle him in the bud, that's what they think now.

It's getting closer and closer, but their hearts suddenly beat violently, as if they were going to kill not a teenager with only three-grade cultivation of silverfinch, but a devil.

"Howling!" A huge dragon roar resounded through the sky, awakening countless people who were still sleeping. With the huge dragon roaring, a black dragon roared and rushed to the sky.

The dragon scales like human faces and its claws almost as big as a house are showing the world that it is a dragon, a black dragon.

This jumping black dragon is exactly Xiaohei. At the moment when Ye 23 fell, it was really angry. Although as a dragon, its owner died, in fact, it could not die, but its cultivation declined. As long as it was given time, it could recover. For it, if its owner died, it would be free.

This is also what Xiaohei hoped not long ago, but when he fell down, he realized that the owner he didn't like was not only his master, but also his brother.

Although it knows that once it exerts the most mysterious secret skill of the Black Dragon clan, it may sleep forever, but it can't care about it. At present, it just wants to kill a few people in front of it and tear them up.

"Oh!" Xiaohei looked up at the sky and roared.