The strongest all-round student

Chapter 469 Asura Dharma King, I am the only one!
"A few little dolls, the old man won't play with you anymore..."

Ye Wuji gave a loud drink.

I saw the aura around him soared in vain, and when he suddenly exerted his power, a huge air dragon visible to the naked eye suddenly condensed and floated above his head.

This air dragon is as real as it is, with mighty might.

This is Ye Wuji's ultimate move, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon do not only appear in novels, but they really exist. The secret techniques such as wrapping the Tathagata Palm and moving the universe are all real, but some of the secret techniques have been lost for a long time. Warriors can't practice at all.

Ordinary people can't even touch it.

And Ye Wuji not only practiced that magical skill, but also practiced it to the extreme.

"Ancestor Wuji, is he going to amplify his move? Such a terrifying power..."

"Dragon, is that an air dragon? Could it be that Patriarch Wuji is using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Looking at this posture, I'm afraid that even the last move has been practiced..."

"Okay, that's great, Patriarch Wuji is indeed invincible, we are saved..."

Seeing this scene, the warriors below were refreshed and overjoyed.

"Not good, hurry up..."

Seeing this, the Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, Xuanwu, and the four major Rakshas seemed to have realized something, felt bad, and quickly fled away.

But it's too late.

"Eighteen palms subduing the dragon, No.18 style, the dragon wagging its tail..."

Ye Wuji yelled violently and fired his kung fu on the spot. The huge air dragon then flew towards the four of Qinglong. Shot on the spot.

"Old guy, it's really amazing..."

The four Rakshasa, who were almost invincible just now, were injured and fell to the ground at this time, looking at Ye Wuji in shock.

"Okay, okay, the ancestor of Wuji is invincible..."

Seeing this, the warriors present all exclaimed, and some even danced and seemed very excited.

Ye Wuji looked down at the devil below, and said righteously:
"Today, I will eliminate harm for the Central Plains martial arts, and kill you gangsters..."

"Hahaha, old guy, don't even think about it..."

The Four Rakshas were seriously injured and lay on the ground, but they still didn't feel scared, and instead laughed wildly on their old faces.

It seems that there is something to rely on.

next moment.

I saw a blood-colored slap as big as several stories of buildings slashing at Ye Wuji, the speed was extremely fast, and the power was even more frightening. Ye Wuji couldn't avoid it. A bloody slap fell down.

At this time, Ye Wuji fell to the ground, only feeling that all internal organs in his body were shaken violently, and his body seemed to explode.

Hit the fallen leaves Wuji with one palm.

The warriors present were completely dumbfounded, stunned on the spot, and couldn't believe their eyes at all.

What is even more unbelievable is that they actually saw a huge palm print in midair, which was the palm print made by the bloody palm in the void just now.

You know, palm prints can generally only be left in real objects.

Such as walls, floors, tabletops.

But at this time, the palm print remained in the void abruptly.

"Oh my god, killing Patriarch Wuji instantly with one palm? How is this possible?"

"Why does it seem that there are palm prints in the void? What, what kind of evil art is this? How can it be so terrifying?"

"A catastrophe is coming, a catastrophe is coming..."

The martial arts practitioners present were stunned for a long time before recovering. They couldn't believe the scene they saw just now. They killed Ye Wuji instantly with one palm. How strong is the person who made the palm?

Originally thought that Ye Wuji's appearance would be able to kill these demons, and they would be saved, but now, even he was no match for the demons.

It's over, it's over, it's over now.

"Asura Blood Demon Palm?"

Ye Wuji looked at the palm print left in the void, his face couldn't help being startled, he already understood that the palm that shot him down just now was the supreme and invincible magic art Shura Blood Demon Palm.

I didn't expect that demon to practice such evil skills.

No wonder you dare to attack me in the Central Plains.

Just as they were stunned, the air suddenly oscillated. Under the impact of the turbulent space airflow, the glass of the villa in Longhu Villa shattered to the ground, the trees swayed, and the ground was filled with dust.

The martial arts practitioners present even felt a terrifying majesty coming over them, making them suffocating.

"Not good, a big devil is coming..."

The warriors felt bad, and their hearts were tightly suspended. It was obvious that the big devil who shot down Ye Wuji just now was about to show up.

It seems to be confirming their guess.

I saw a black shadow coming across the sky, hanging in mid-air at a height of tens of meters, looking down.

The visitor looked like an old man in his 70s or [-]s, also dressed in a black robe, with a skinny face, extremely sinister, and a terrible evil spirit floating around him, as if this was not a human old man, but a Shura devil from hell.

Seeing this person appear, the Qinglong Baihu Suzaku Xuanwu Four Great Rakshasa and the remaining four evil spirits all seemed very excited, and immediately shouted in unison:

"The leader's divine power is unrivaled, invincible in the world..."

This person is the current leader of the Holy Heaven Sect, King Shura.

He looks only 70 to 100 years old, but he is actually over [-] years old, and he is practicing some of the most evil magic arts.

"Xiu... Asura Dharma King?"

"It was Dharma King Shura who brought the catastrophe to the martial arts in the Central Plains 20 years ago. Sure enough, it was him again..."

"This breath is terrifying..."

When the warriors present saw the appearance of Dharma King Shura, although they had been prepared in their hearts just now, they couldn't help trembling. The aura of Dharma King Shura was much more terrifying than it was 20 years ago.

The power of that palm just now is the best proof.

Dharma King Shura looked down at the martial arts practitioners below, as if looking at a group of tiny ants, and said proudly:

"A group of ants, why don't you quickly kneel down and submit to the king?"

These martial arts practitioners had already knelt down once in humiliation just now, but now under the terrifying evil spirit of Dharma King Shura, they felt a surge of panic in their hearts and had to kneel down again in humiliation.

It can be said that today is the most humiliating day for these warriors.

Usually, whether it is Duan Tianhong, Jiang Hao, Hua Wutian or the rest of the master-level figures, they are all domineering, prestigious and supreme figures, admired by thousands of people, majestic and magnificent.

But now, facing these old monsters, they don't even count as a fart, and they don't even have the courage to resist.

Because the gap is too big, it cannot be made up by quantity.

No matter who these old monsters are, they can kill them with a single slap.

"Ye Wuji, how dare you not kneel? Not convinced?"

Dharma King Shura looked at Ye Wuji and shouted coldly.

"Devil, don't get complacent too early. If you want me to kneel you, you have to ask my master to agree..."

Ye Wuji shouted fearlessly.

"Your master? That old bastard is still alive? Hahaha..."

Dharma King Shura didn't take it seriously, instead he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter who comes today, if you don't kneel down and surrender, you will die."

(End of this chapter)