Chapter 1289: Torrent flooded the fields

Ye Pi pours out desperation and struggles desperately, but it is useless. All his resistance was ruthlessly crushed and suppressed.
"Stop!"
An angry roar fell from the clouds, and then listening to the wind and thunder across the sky, a shock wave rushed into the thunder, leaving an afterimage in the air, instantly hitting the large palmprint of Huangshan.
Huang Shan's heart shook. He saw the sword qi raging violently, and his big handprints were instantly shattered into nothingness, and even the sword qi went upstream and slashed on his palm. His palm is extremely strong, but Yu Xuan's hand is extremely strong in defense, but at this moment it cannot withstand the shock wave and is chopped to the bone, causing blood to flow temporarily.
"Who is it? Even so powerful and remote, a sword aura broke my Yuxuan's hand. Could it be that Master Sword came back?" Huang Shan paled with fright.
A bright light flashed, and a figure fell down. Tsing Yi’s black hair, clothes and hair all floated gracefully and escaped. They were not tied or tied, and fluttered slightly. His eyes were exquisite and brilliant, like a life and death. The thunder generated in it is like a in the dust, overlooking Huangshan Mountain from a high ground.
I always look down on others myself, but now I am looked down on by others, which makes Huangshan very uncomfortable. But when he saw the people coming, his face suddenly became more ugly.
"It's you, Chu Lan." He couldn't believe it.
"My name, can you call it? I'm your uncle!" Chu Lan's face was expressionless, and her voice fell from nine days ago: "You don't respect the elders, so you dare to humiliate your uncle. You violated the rules. I am going to break your leg today. This is a lesson for you."
These are the original words of Huangshan. Chu Lan returned it to Huangshan intact. His voice lowered, but before Huang Shan had time to respond, Chu Lan stretched out his crystal palm and pressed it down slowly.
"how dare you!"
Huang Shan was shocked and angry. He felt terrified. Chu Lan's strength and domineering surpassed his imagination. Chu Lan's seemingly slow palm contained terrifying power, and he hadn't fallen yet, and Huang Shan couldn't breathe.
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"Yu Xuan·Zhang!"
Huang Shan roared loudly, stood up bravely, spread his hair and beard, and greeted him with his palm.
Boom.
Huangshan was knocked directly to the ground and could not even stop. The indifferent palm continued to fall. The terrifying and boundless air force razed Huangshan to the ground from a distance, unable to move. In Huang Shan's desperate eyes, his slender white palms, even thinner than women's, lightly hit Huang Shan's legs, and he heard a crackle. Huang Shan's leg broke immediately, and he screamed in pain.
"Chu Lan, you can't die naturally!"
Cold sweat dripped on Huang Shan's face, and Chu Lan's strength and ruthlessness made him hate Chu Lan.
Chu Lan's cold eyes turned around and said coldly: "If you dare to say unfriendly, I will teach you a little lesson."
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Chu Lanyi patted Huang Shan's face and immediately swelled Huang Shan's handsome face, leaving five clear fingerprints.
"Ah--" Huang Shan's hair was messed up and shouted wildly: "Chu Lan, Lord Drunk Fish won't let you go. You'd better kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise he will beat you and step on your feet. I no longer have the face to be the first disciple of the wine saint."
If the first disciple of Jiusheng loses in the hands of others and is stepped underfoot, even if Jiusheng doesn't say anything, Tian Ye will have no face to stay, and the flood of Confucian disciples' speech will flood the field. ..
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