Ye Ping's gaze has never changed, and he is still indifferent. But only Wei Chaoyang, who has entered the eighth grade, can feel that there is a hint of killing in his eyes. He was a little chilling, but he had to take action. The so-called expert can tell whether there is any. The person in front of him has proved that he has extremely powerful means, not only a false reputation.

It is not the so-called Jing'ansi, a fake eighth-grade master picked up by the Northwest Army, but an authentic master. Not to mention anything else, it is just Ye Ping's move just now. If he took advantage of the opportunity to take action, he would not know how many times he would die. He was also secretly glad that he did not die tragically under that move, but gave him a chance to survive.

"Good... I actually feel glad..." Wei Chaoyang was shocked just now when he felt this way. He was the eldest son and grandson of the Wei family, and he was the top-ranked master in the family. In addition to the ancestors of the Wei family, his father and a few people, he was also a top five master, and he was almost killed so easily by Ye Ping.

Thinking of this, he was even more angry, "Everyone in the world only knows my Wei family, but he doesn't understand why we can stand in the world for countless years. Even those who know it don't know what the so-called three-style maxima seal is. Today I will teach you a good lesson, what is family tradition, family status, and talisman!"

Before the last word was finished, Wei Chaoyang launched a bold move, and a powerful handprint grabbed Ye Ping's throat.

At the moment of this move, it seemed as if countless saints were standing beside him, reading out prominent family traditions and righteousness.

Ye Ping's emotions fluctuated for the first time. His brows were slightly raised. The power of this handprint was extremely powerful and worthy of being an eighth-grade master. This move alone was comparable to the colorful glass formation set up by Zhuo Yaoyuan. At the same time, a divine dragon appeared behind Wei Chaoyang. It was his heaven and earth Dharma image, the inheritance of the Wei family - Yinglong!

"That is Wei Chaoyang's Dharma image of heaven and earth! What kind of means does Ye Ping have to force Wei Chaoyang to use the Dharma image of heaven and earth so early! Even when he had discussed with me, he had never used it. Is Ye Ping really better than me? Also, his handprint was very strange just now. I don't think it is the inheritance of the human race, but it is not like a cave..."

Nie Peng blocked Shen Mo's attack with a palm, and saw Wei Chaoyang's Yinglong Dharma image, and was shocked and both.

Some of the people watching the battle not far away couldn't help but crawl on the ground. Even the masters of the fourth-level realm were a little thrilling and shocked. That was a dragon, a human totem passed down from countless times, and a belief-like existence. Although this is not an authentic five-clawed golden dragon, it is also Yinglong, far from being comparable to those dragons.

"Oh my God... Is this auspicious auspicious thing from the sky that allows us to see the appearance of the divine dragon? The dragon follows the clouds and the wind comes from the tiger..."

"No, absolutely not! Why did the Shenlong swim behind Wei Chaoyang? This is God's eyesless!"

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense! What is the identity of the Wei family? Old Li, are you tired of living? Bah bah bah bah..."

Even the ordinary people watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but talk. There was no way, the existence of the dragon brought everyone too much shock. This was different from Bai Ye's dark dragon. It was an orthodox dragon bloodline. It was rumored that the ministers under the command of the Emperor Zhenwang were invisibly showing that Wei Chaoyang was even larger, representing the will of heaven, and the arrival of divine punishment.

Ye Ping nodded secretly, knowing that Wei Chaoyang had really fired, and used his moves at the bottom of the box. Although he could easily defeat the opponent, he still had to convince Wei Chaoyang. Not only that, the family style hand seal was also quite particular. It seemed that it really represented ancient etiquette and family style. It seemed that under the influence of such family style, the members of the family came out were all saints.

It was soon after that, and the family style hand seal had already arrived in front of Ye Ping. It carried the Yinglong wind and was about to lift it away.

But who is Ye Ping? He is the inheritor of the dark will. He didn't see any movement at the moment. He pinched another seal in his hand and blasted towards the family style hand seal. Another shocking sound was shattered into the void in an instant. Then the hand seal continued to deteriorate, and he suddenly grabbed Wei Chaoyang, and was about to hold it in his hand!

Wei Chaoyang was shocked again when he saw this. Unexpectedly, under the premise of using the family style hand seal and Yinglong Dharma image, he was still smashed by Ye Ping with a punch. Now he really knew Ye Ping's power. He didn't dare to delay. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he whistled to the sky, "The family style has gone, and the family is prominent! The descendants of aristocratic families are borne by heaven!"

After a few words, he then pinched out another handprint and pressed it hard towards Ye Ping.

Yinglong also roared repeatedly, as if Ye Ping had angered it, opened his bloody mouth and cooperated with the handprints to swallow it.

Ye Ping's eyes lit up. Faced with such a surging attack, he could no longer hide his own private parts. Suddenly, he pinched the fundamental seal with his left hand and a more magical hand seal with his right hand. Thunder shone in his palm, and electricity was generated in the empty room in his eyes. It seemed that he was a god who controlled the thunder and lightning in the world. He looked at him angry, and he was thunder punishment from the sky, destroying everything, and was domineering and fierce.

His five fingers were all buried in his palms, and his nails were hidden deep in it, without revealing them. His left and right hands represent the Buddha's kingdom, and the human race's supreme master seals were blasted towards the clan's handprints again. One was against the clan's "cross" and the other was against the clan's "Yinglong". The two clans blended and exploded, and unexpected effects were played, and the whole Lin'an seemed to feel shocked.

First, Wei Chaoyang felt like he was struck by lightning, which was the aura of the lightning light of Wanmiao, and then he immediately enveloped his body.

Even if this is not the real Thunder Light of Wanmiao, it is definitely not something that anyone like Wei Chaoyang who has never experienced a thunder tribulation. He immediately squirted blood, his body flew backwards again, and was almost embedded in the wall again. If he hadn't been circulating the true energy of the Wei family in his body crazy, this move would have almost shifted his tendons and veins. If it were Nie Peng, he would have died on the spot.

This also shows the mystery of the eighth grade from the side. The strength of the body is indeed beyond the reach of an ordinary master.
Chapter completed!