The other continents besides Wuzhou?

Monk Yijie's words immediately made everyone realize and recall the past. They were so angry that they didn't even react!

"One sword, one temple, one academy... Hey! Wuzhou Hanging Temple, it's a waste of this place, it's a bit of vision!"

The man in the yellow robe and bamboo hat smiled coldly.

Now I understand everything!

The man in the yellow robe and bamboo hat is a genius from other continents. I don't know why he came to Wuzhou, and he must have watched the genius discussion meeting, so he chose to come here at this time today to kick the scene! No wonder

he is so arrogant and domineering!

"Damn it! That brat from another state! How can we let him be so arrogant?"

"My Wuzhou is vast and boundless, can't it suppress the prodigy from another state?"

"Kill him! Show the power of my Wuzhou!"

"If I don't beat him, his face will be full of peach blossoms. This guy doesn't know why the peach blossoms are so red!!"

...

After figuring out the cause and effect, countless creatures in the outside world roared again. This is no longer a small matter, but a dispute over the face between Wuzhou and other continents. If this man in a yellow robe and a bamboo hat is not suppressed forcefully, the whole Wuzhou will be embarrassed!

"Amitabha... words cannot be said to the fullest, and momentum cannot be exhausted. If everything is too exhausted, the fate will surely end early... This donor, you are too violent. If you don't turn back soon, you will suffer a great disaster in the future!"

The tone of Monk Yijie has become low, and the whole person exudes a grand power!

"Hahahahaha! You bald ass, are you qualified to preach to me? You don't know how to live or die! Just lie down!"

Boom! !

The man in the yellow robe and bamboo hat laughed grimly. He chose to take action directly. He took a big step, and the ten directions shook. The dim yellow light of his right fist reappeared. A mighty and endless yellow river appeared behind him. A vast breath that swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger exploded! !

The fist was as powerful as the sky, destroying thousands of worlds!

"Amitabha..."

Monk Yijie still put his hands together, just whispered a Buddhist name, but golden light emerged from his whole body, as if it was covered with gold paint! The golden

body of Hunyuan Arhat!

Monk Yijie opened the secret body refining magic of the Hanging Temple, and the golden body Arhat was born, indescribably majestic and invincible!

Dang! !

The next moment, the yellow-robed man with a bamboo hat hit the chest of the monk Yijie with his right fist, which made a huge roar of metal clashing. Then the monk Yijie was motionless, but the man in the yellow-robed bamboo hat stepped back seven or eight steps before he stood firm!

This scene immediately made the atmosphere between heaven and earth very excited!

"Did you see it! The monk Yijie directly blocked the fist of the arrogant guy!"

"Master Yijie is mighty! He suppressed him!"

"Good, good! I thought he was so powerful? But he couldn't even break Master Yijie's defense!"

Countless creatures outside were extremely excited!

"Amitabha..."

The Buddhist chants resounded, and the monk Yijie stood in place, his golden body shining, indescribably powerful!

Not far away, the man in the yellow-robed bamboo hat who was knocked back by the recoil had a pair of hawk-like eyes that flashed at this moment, but then he showed a sneer!

"The dead bald donkey is still quite good, very good, then I hope you can still catch the next punch!!"

Boom! !

The bronze flames of the man in the yellow robe and bamboo hat were burning fiercely, and the perfect and terrible fluctuations exploded, proving the strength of this man... The bronze man-god has reached the great perfection!

But this scene made everyone frown!

Shi Zhongyu is also a bronze man-god, but how could he be suppressed by this man?

"The Yellow Spring is vast!"

The man in the yellow robe and bamboo hat punched, and a turbid river emerged behind him. It was a Yellow Spring, as if it came from the depths of hell. There was an unpredictable power. At this moment, countless wailing ghosts emerged from it, and the terrifying fluctuations made the ten directions tremble!

Monk Yijie had a solemn appearance, and the golden body of Hunyuan Arhat was shining, and the Buddha's light was vast. Facing this Yellow Spring punch, he put his hands together, his cassock fluttered, and a golden hand slapped out horizontally!

The Great Compassionate Hand!

It is also a secret magical power of the Hanging Temple!

However, the yellow-robed man with a bamboo hat had a strange look in his eyes at this moment, and the bamboo hat on his head flashed a faint light again, which flashed away!

The next moment, the solemn monk Yijie's face suddenly changed, as if he had also seen something terrifying. The hand of great compassion actually collapsed directly. He frowned, and the Buddha's light around him rose and flickered, as if he was fighting against something!

Bang!

The yellow-robed man with a bamboo hat hit the monk Yijie with a solid punch, which was blocked by the golden body of Hunyuan Arhat. However, the yellow-robed man with a bamboo hat did not change his fist momentum, and continued to hit the second punch, the third punch... and kept hitting! Bang, bang, bang

...

The monk Yijie kept retreating and tried his best to resist!

"Damn bald donkey! Lie down obediently!"

The yellow-robed man with a bamboo hat laughed loudly, and his right fist surged like a yellow river, and he hit the fifth punch! !

Bang! !

Monk Yijie trembled all over and was knocked away by a punch. His golden body disappeared, his throat trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately! !

Monk Yijie... also lost! !

"How could this happen?"

"Master Yijie also lost!"

"No!!"

"Damn bastard!"

Countless creatures outside were extremely shocked and angry, and at this moment, their eyes were already filled with unbelievable bitterness!

Pei Tianluo's strange eyes were also surging with shock and anger at this time. He stepped forward and supported Monk Yijie and said, "Monk, are you okay?"

Monk Yijie's mouth was bleeding. He stared at the man in the yellow robe and bamboo hat opposite him with a sneer of contempt, his eyes flickered, but he finally said in a deep voice: "This donor is indeed a better chess player. I lost."

"Hahahahaha... what I said was not wrong! The so-called geniuses of Wuzhou are nothing but a bunch of useless trash!"

"Who else?"

The man in the yellow robe and bamboo hat laughed arrogantly!

All the geniuses in the palace gnashed their teeth and looked angry, but the cruel facts made them feel a little powerless!

Even Monk Yijie was defeated!

This man in the yellow robe and bamboo hat is obviously also a bronze man-god of great perfection, how could this happen? It

shouldn't be!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

In an instant, all the geniuses looked at Ye Wuque, who had been sitting quietly, revealing their desire and expectation!

At this moment, they could only pin their hopes on Ye Wuque!

"Hahahaha!! Ye Wuque, your little brothers are all looking at you! I beat your little brother so badly, don't you feel uncomfortable? But it doesn't matter, I have just said that the biggest purpose of my appearance this time is to... step on you!"

"You, the leader of the Wuzhou Tianjiao Discussion Association, are stepped on by me, which means that the entire young generation of Wuzhou is stepped on by me. This feeling must be good!"

"Don't worry, you will be ten times more miserable than the two of them!! Hahahaha..."

The man in the yellow robe and the bamboo hat laughed wildly at the sky, full of pride, making countless people who looked over grit their teeth!

"Brother Ye!! Please fuck him!"

Pei Tianluo said to Ye Wuque in a grim tone.

"Looks like a decent person, but he can't even speak human words when he stands. Then kneel down and talk."

Ye Wuque's faint voice finally sounded, and his bright eyes looked at the man in the yellow robe and the bamboo hat. He was indifferent and still sat upright, with no intention of getting up.

"What did you say? Let me kneel down? It seems that this so-called leader of the Tianjiao Discussion Association really makes you feel great! Damn dog!"

"Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly!"

Boom! !

The man in the yellow robe and the bamboo hat shouted, and he took a step like the wind. The Yellow Spring reappeared behind him, and the bronze divine fire burned fiercely. The mighty force crushed him and punched Ye Wuque in the face!

At the same time, the bamboo hat on his head flashed again! !

A grim smile suddenly appeared on the face of the man in the yellow robe and the bamboo hat!

But the next moment, the grim smile on his face suddenly solidified, because he found that Ye Wuque, who was sitting upright, did not change at all!

"How could it be useless?"

A trace of horror surged in the heart of the man in the yellow robe and the bamboo hat!

"I said let you..."

At this time, Ye Wuque's indifferent voice sounded again, and his bright eyes swept towards the man in the yellow robe and the golden light flashed in them!

"Kneel down!"

The moment the last two words came out, the man in the yellow robe and the bamboo hat felt an indescribable terrifying pressure, as if he was the king of the world, descending from the sky, first pressing on his bamboo hat, and then the bamboo hat suddenly trembled, and finally pressed on him! !

"You..."

The man in the yellow robe and the bamboo hat's face changed wildly, his pupils shrank violently, revealing an incredible sense of shock and anger, and then under the shocked and surprised eyes of everyone, his legs bent inexplicably, and the man in the yellow robe and the bamboo hat just knelt down on the ground!

Snap! !

"Ah!!!"

The man in the yellow robe and the bamboo hat immediately let out an extremely painful howl, his two kneecaps were smashed cleanly, his flesh was torn, and the eerie white bones were revealed, and that place was instantly bloody!

The man in the yellow robe and bamboo hat struggled frantically, but the huge pain overwhelmed him. The terrifying pressure still enveloped him, making him look like a drowning dead dog. He could only kneel there and couldn't stand up! !