Zhang Ye looked solemn, and the righteous energy of Tianhe was secretly moving, ready to deal with it with all his strength.

He had fought with Wan Zongliu for a while, and it seemed to be comparable, but Zhang Ye knew in his heart that he was at a disadvantage. Wan Zongliu stopped him casually, not only blocking his offensive, but also making his blood boil all over his body. Fortunately, Zhang Ye's body was very strong, otherwise he would be shaken by Wan Zongliu and make a fool of himself on the spot.

At this time, Wan Zongliu had a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "This kid Zhang Ye is surprisingly powerful in physical body. However, his cultivation is not as good as mine, and his physical body is not as good as mine. With all my strength, I can kill him within three moves."

Thinking of this, Wan Zongliu raised his fists slightly and prepared to take action.

When the young strong men in the hall saw Zhang Ye and Wan Zongliu preparing to fight, they all turned their eyes and waited for their battle with great enthusiasm.

"Hey, isn't this person a Wanzongliu of Yunfu Domain? This person is one of the top ten half-step spiritual powerhouses. How did he attack a person in the middle stage of the Ninth Level of True Dao?"

"Hehe, this little guy in the middle stage of the Ninth Level of True Dao is named Zhang Ye. I heard that Zhang Ye killed an elder of the Wan family in Yunfu Domain. Now Wan Zongliu is preparing to take action to avenge the elders."

"Haha, this Zhang Ye is finished. Wan Zongliu is a half-step spiritual power with a strong combat power. He can definitely enter the top fifty young people. He only needs a light palm to kill Zhang Ye into a scum."

"This is not necessarily true! Those who can enter the Void Palace are all geniuses among geniuses, and they all have the strength to fight above the level. Zhang Ye just defeated Luo Qingping with one sword, and his strength is still good."

The young strong men in the hall were talking about it, but no one was optimistic about Zhang Ye. They thought that it would be very good if Zhang Ye could take over the three moves of Wan Zongliu.

Seeing that the battle was about to begin, a big man suddenly came over and said, "Wan Zongliu, this is the Void Hall. Do you dare to kill people here?"

Zhang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly. The person who made a sound was Zhan Feihong.

Wan Zongliu glanced at Zhan Feihong and sneered, "I am a half-step spiritual master, and he is the top 50 elite among the young people of the human race. Human elites like me, even if they kill people every day, they are nothing. What's wrong with killing an ant in the middle stage of the ninth level of the True Dao?"

Zhan Feihong's eyes flashed slightly, and she was about to speak. At this time, Zhang Ye said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhan. You don't have to say much. Today, let me experience the affairs of the half-step spiritual powerhouse."

Zhang Ye is now unwilling to fight with the half-step spiritual powerhouse, but Wan Zongliu is aggressive and has no room for retreat. Since he can't retreat, then he can fight happily!

Zhang Ye's spiritual power is comparable to a half-step spiritual path. His body is only one line away from a half-step spiritual path. In addition, the mystery of fire and the artistic conception of thunder, and there are several great artistic conceptions. Even if he can't beat Wan Zongliu, he is confident that he will escape unstoppable.

Wan Zongliu sneered and said contemptuously: "Zhang Ye, what are you capable of understanding people's affairs? A person can kill you with just three punches."

While speaking, Wan Zongliu punched Zhang Ye with a punch.

There was no sound or any power leaking in Wan Zongliu's punch, only a strange silence. In this strange silence, there was the power to destroy the world. In the face of this power to destroy the world, Zhang Ye's soul trembled slightly.

The righteous energy of the heavenly river in Zhang Ye's body surged wildly onto his palm. His palms became golden all over, like an extremely sharp knife. The power of fire flashed on the sword light, and the power of fire slashed onto Wan Zongliu's fist like lightning.

"puff!"

Zhang Ye's palm had just slashed over his fist and immediately felt a huge and strange force coming in. His body shook, his blood and blood swelled. He immediately took three steps back.

"Huh!"

The young and powerful people in the audience were shocked. They never expected that Zhang Ye would dare to fight against Wan Zongliu, and they would never expect that Zhang Ye would block Wan Zongliu's punch.

"Um?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Wan Zongliu's eyes, and then another punch was punched.

Wan Zongliu's first punch was simple without any skills, and was simply suppressed by huge power. However, the second punch he issued contained a simple attack method, which still seemed simple, but if he could not see through the changes, his fist would immediately hit Zhang Ye and kill Zhang Ye into a scum.

Zhang Ye was as silent as a stone statue. The moment Wan Zongliu's fist hit, his figure flashed subtly four times.

"ah?"

The young and powerful people present were all with sharp eyes. Zhang Ye’s four flashes were like bamboo leaves in the wind, and like fish swimming under the water, extremely ethereal and wonderful. The four flashes were all aimed at the changes in the Wanzongliu boxing technique. No matter how exquisite the Wanzongliu boxing technique was, it could not lock Zhang Ye.

"puff!"

While Zhang Ye was lightning, his palm was like a knife, cutting it in the void, and cutting it from a strange angle to Wan Zongliu's fist.

A slight white force rushed into Zhang Ye's palm from Wan Zongliu's fist. This white power was the spiritual energy obtained by Wan Zongliu's hard practice. The power of the spiritual energy was extraordinary. Although Zhang Ye cracked Wan Zongliu's fist skills, he was still shocked by the huge and terrifying power to retreat three steps.

Wan Zongliu punched two consecutive punches, but Zhang Ye followed, and even Zhang Ye could not hurt a single hair. This situation was beyond the expectations of the young strong men. Everyone turned their attention to Wan Zongliu's third punch, waiting for Wan Zongliu's.

Wan Zongliu had just spoken out and wanted to kill Zhang Ye with three punches. Now Zhang Ye has taken two punches. If Wan Zongliu cannot kill Zhang Ye with the third punch, his reputation will be affected.

"Okay, okay, I underestimate you." Wan Zongliu's two fists were useless, and he felt his face was dull. The power in his body slowly surged out, and his body emitted a huge momentum.

The huge momentum, like a storm, rolled Zhang Ye into it.

Wan Zongliu's two punches just now were just taking action. Now, he finally showed his true strength, and the strength of the half-step spiritual powerhouse was fully revealed, and his aura was extremely terrifying.

Zhang Ye's face was calm, but he sighed softly in his heart, thinking: "Wan Zongliu is a half-step spiritual powerhouse. If he becomes serious, the attack he will issue will be extremely terrifying. Under his attack, all my trump cards will be exposed."

"Swish!"

Suddenly, two shadows, one green and one white, came to the Void Palace. A sweet voice said: "Wan Zongliu, you are a dignified half-step spiritual powerhouse. How can you bully a person in the middle stage of the Ninth Level of True Dao?"

With the sound, a woman in green and a woman in white were slowly coming.

The two women came slowly, like a lush sea of ​​flowers, slowly blooming with flowers. The eyes of the young strong man fell on the two women, and his breathing became rapid, and his heart was jumping violently.

"Flowers!"

"Miss Xue San!"

"Two martial arts geniuses actually appeared at the same time! God, I'm right!"

The young strong men in the Void Palace all showed a look of extreme surprise on their faces. Some young strong men spoke one after another and greeted Miss Xue San.

Hua Zhihua has a very beautiful appearance and seems to have a strange temperament. When you look at it from a distance, you will feel ashamed. The young and powerful people present are all elites among billions of dollars, and they are proud and confident, but at this time they don’t have the courage to say hello to Hua Zhihua.

Wan Zongliu came to take action, and when he saw Miss Xue San and Hua Zhihuaxing coming, he was slightly stunned. He really couldn't understand why Miss Xue San was standing on Zhang Ye's side. After hesitating for a moment, Wan Zongliu said: "Miss Xue San, I am not bullying the young for the big, but for an elder of the family..."

Miss Xue San smiled and said, "This is the Void Palace, not a place for battle."

Wan Zongliu glanced at Zhang Ye coldly, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, and said, "Okay, okay, since Miss Xue San has spoken out, I will let Zhang Ye go today."

Miss Xue San smiled and said, "So, thank you Brother Wan."

Miss Xue San's eyes flicked slightly, and the young strong men held their breath, hoping that her eyes would fall on themselves. But Miss Xue San's eyes soon fell on Zhang Ye, causing the young strong men present to feel disappointed.

The young and strong people present are all elites among the elites and are all figures who are dedicated to Taoism. But even those who are as firm as the Taoist heart, I hope that Miss Xue San can look at her more and say a few words to herself. Of course, some people hope to become a Taoist partner with Miss Xue San, because Miss Xue San is the most perfect Taoist partner.

Miss Xue San's eyes fell on Zhang Ye, and she smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, we are meeting again."

Zhang Ye felt that Miss Xue San seemed to pay great attention to him. However, Zhang Ye didn't think too much. He nodded slightly to Miss Xue San and said, "Thank you Miss Xue San for helping you."

Miss Xue San smiled again and said meaningfully: "No need to thank you. Zhang Ye, I look forward to your performance in this human selection competition."

After saying this, Miss Xue San nodded to Zhang Ye and turned around and left. Hua Zhihua also looked at Zhang Ye deeply at this time before slowly leaving.

Zhang Ye sat down again, but was shocked to find that the young strong men around him were all staring at him with a hostile gaze. Some young strong men had a faint sense of fighting spirit and were ready to challenge Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye was slightly stunned, and then he understood: "Miss Xue San, just said a few words to me, and I became a public enemy. What's this?"

Zhang Ye was too lazy to pay attention to these young powerful men. He closed his eyes slightly and sat up straight up.
Chapter completed!